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!
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
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
“…I’ll rip apart those knaves who threaten to hurt Lord Brother and destroy this land,” Alicia furiously murmured with gritted teeth. However, she quickly snapped out of her trance to look at Roel. “Lord Brother, do you have any countermeasures?”
“It’s hard to come up with any good concrete plans since there isn’t much information to work from. I wrote to the Church and Rosa and requested reinforcement, but that’s about all.”
“I see…”
Alicia lowered her head in contemplation. Noticing the anxious look on her face, Roel tried to console her.
“You don’t need to be that nervous. It could be a huge misunderstanding. I might have heard Artasia wrongly. And the unease I’m feeling is not necessarily an omen of impending danger.”
“Lord Brother…”
“At the very least, nothing has happened yet. You shouldn’t let it get to you. The dinner banquet is about to start. You should adjust your mental state and deal with that first.”
“…I understand,” Alicia replied with a nod.
Roel stepped forward and embraced Alicia.
“Nothing is confirmed yet. If anything happens, I’ll do my best to protect you and everyone else. That’s why you shouldn’t get too worried about it.”
“Mmhm. I understand, Lord Brother.”
Alicia rested her head on Roel’s chest and breathed in his scent. Her heartbeat, which had hastened in a fit of rage, slowly calmed down.
Moments later, someone knocked on the study room’s door. It was Anna.
“Young master, young miss, the dinner banquet is about to commence,” she said through the closed door.
“Got it.”
Roel released the silver-haired woman from his arms, and Alicia reluctantly left the room with a maid to get her makeup done. He then tidied up the letters on the table before returning to his room together with Anna.
An hour later, the Ascarts’ dinner banquet commenced as planned.
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Roel Ascart was a role model for younger nobles.
From the gentle smile that always seemed to linger on his face to his graceful bearing, he always remained graceful and magnanimous regardless of the situation. It also helped
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