Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Noon quickly arrived after hours of intensive work. From the maids, Roel learned that both Alicia and Carter were still asleep. That eroded any motivation he had to head to the dining room, especially when he still had a huge pile of work to deal with. Thus, he simply ordered the servants to deliver some food over.
Lunch had never been essential to nobles, who typically enjoyed afternoon tea and a hearty dinner, and Roel wasn’t in the mood to enjoy lunch alone either. Thus, he figured that he would just have a couple of snacks while working.
“Young master, you have been working for hours now. You ought to take a short break for your own health. Besides, it is improper to dine in the study room.” Anna gently suggested Roel have a proper lunch in the dining room.
Roel could only put down his quill and have a proper meal in the dining room. After lunch, he took a short break to look through the letters that were addressed to him.
By the rules of the Ascart House, no one but Roel was allowed to look through the letters that were addressed to him, which was why there was always a huge stack of letters waiting for him whenever he returned home.
With a quick glance, Roel’s attention was quickly drawn to the letters bearing national insignia. They were formal letters sent by the dominant countries of the Sia Continent and the united army’s headquarters.
He had also received similar letters a year ago, when he won the Challenger Cup and earned noble titles from the five dominant countries.
Noble titles were traditionally conferred during an audience with the country’s ruler, but the winners of the Challenger Cup were exempted from the formality to spare them the hassle of travel. Instead, a handwritten letter from the country’s ruler, a noble insignia, and relevant documents were delivered to their houses.
It appeared to be a similar situation this time around, but the significance was very different.
Rosa had spared no effort propagating Roel’s valiant feat of vanquishing Flooding Death, so it didn’t take long for the uppe
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