I'm Really Not the Demon God's Lackey
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End
Legend of the Great Sage
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
I, The Dragon Overlord
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Give Me Another Smile (GL)
Nine Evolutions of the True Spirit
Zhan Long
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 455: True Lord
Underworld Player
Chapter 34 - The Crux
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Book 06 Chapter 122: Who Will Become the Immortal?
Give Me Another Smile (GL)
Chapter 96 - Collecting Some Interest
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chapter 56: Hela's Loyalty
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3391: Natural Spirit
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 475 - Contingency Plans
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 474 - The Bloodline of Human And Dragon
Is It Too Late to Leave the Chat Group?
Book 03 Chapter 029: Return from the Dead
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 445 - Another Way to Use Mana
Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End
Chapter 562: The Hidden Truth
Legend of the Asura
Chapter 271: Intelligent girl
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 454: Shattered Pellet
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Book 06 Chapter 121: All Life Striving Their Hardest
I'm Really Not the Demon God's Lackey
Chapter 379: The Two Of Them Can't Come
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3390: Disciple of a Sovereign
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 41: The Daoist Nun Who Came From Afar
Give Me Another Smile (GL)
Chapter 95 - You Like Me Too, Don't You?
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On the Sia Continent, New Year’s Day marked the middle of winter.
Nights were the longest at this time of the year. It was normal to wake to a dark sky, and sunset occurred much earlier than usual. It was only late afternoon, but a candle had already been lit in the study room of the Ascarts’ manor.
Thus far, Roel had already done as much as he could to prepare for the upcoming crisis, so he decided to turn his attention back toward raising his own strength.
He had already reached his bottleneck as an Origin Level 3 transcendent during his battle with Flooding Death. If he could make a breakthrough to Origin Level 2, he would be in a much safer position. But the stronger a transcendent was, the more troublesome it was to make a breakthrough.
Roel wasn’t so naive as to think that he could advance to Origin Level 2 just by reading books at home. All it could do was reinforce his mana—though it did have the added effect of calming his mind too. That was something he direly needed right now.
It was no longer just the inexplicable unease that was torturing him, but the heartache from having squandered a huge fortune too. He had spent the day walking around Ascart City with Alicia, browsing through all available defensive mechanisms at his disposal and forking out exorbitant sums to activate them.
As one would have expected from an established military powerhouse, the Ascart Fiefdom had a substantial stockpile of defensive equipment. The ancestors of the Ascart House had been exceedingly diligent when it came to the construction of defensive infrastructure, and they were highly meticulous about maintaining and upgrading them too.
The Ascart House’s current defensive capability, after activating all of its defensive mechanisms, was comparable to the sturdiest fortress on the eastern border.
Employing so many defensive measures when there wasn’t even an enemy in sight was a sheer extravagance. Many officials and commanders couldn’t understand why Roel was doing this. Even so, in view of the spectacular foresight Roel had demonstrated time and time again, there was not a single person who opposed his actions.
It wouldn’t be wrong to say that Roel was the one who earned the Ascart Fiefdom’s money, so it seemed only right for him to be able to spend it. Besides, there was no need for them to try to dissuade him when he was the one most conflicted about it.
Roel nearly blacked out when he saw the consolidated expenditure sheet reflecting an expense exceeding 200,000 gold coins. It was a relief that Alicia quickly stepped forward to support him, or else he might have been out cold now.
That huge sum of money could have easily covered a year of expenses for a smaller country, but he had actually spent it all within a single day. While the subsequent cost of maintaining the magic tools would be much lower, it would still pose a significant burden to the Ascart Fiefdom.
A question naturally arose in his mind: Will my fiefdom go bankrupt?
It was commonplace for fie
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