Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
I, The Dragon Overlord
My Iyashikei Game
Chapter 928: Deep Inside the Black Box
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 264: Staying at the Ye Clan
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 752- Self created gold equipment
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 894 - Primordial Dragonoid's Might
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 751- I didn't bring money
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 773: Celebration
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 202 - Prerequisite Mission Of The True Fire God's Palace
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 04.03 - Northern District's Mist
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 263: You Betrayed Me
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 412.1: Clearwater Mountain - Part 1
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chapter 246.2: Prosperity, Report to My Room Tonight… (2)
My Iyashikei Game
Chapter 927: Hell in Immortal Pharma
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 36: Killing the Caesar
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 262: One Will Suffice
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 750- Heaven on the left, hell on the right
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 893 - Hephaestus's Flame
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 749- One step board
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 772: Major Victory
“Lord Roel, do you… have any requests tonight?”
“Hm?”
Roel looked at the uncomfortable Adola with raised eyebrows, failing to understand what she was getting at. The only requests he could think of right now were regaining his freedom and having the seal on him removed.
For the former, he had already lost all will to escape after his encounter with the evil god on the war chariot. There were simply too many threats lurking in this world!
I might just encounter an evil god who is out for my life while roaming the streets. I’m only an Origin Level 3 substitute, not the powerful Kingmaker. I don’t want to die yet!
He could also request that the seal on him be removed, but he would be better off directly talking to the Mother Goddess about it than having the servants relay his words. He had a feeling that they would meet very soon anyway.
As a result, Roel had no idea what to say.
His hesitation induced Adola’s misunderstanding, and she meekly looked at him before further elaborating.
“They aren’t the only ones. You may choose the other maids on the list too…”
Huh? The maids?
Roel’s eyes slowly widened. He glanced at the doorway, where the maids stood with their heads lowered in embarrassment. It finally struck him what Adola was driving at.
“There’s no need for that. You may rest now. I’d like some time to myself.” Roel dismissed the maids with a wave of his hand.
His words induced varied responses from the maids. Some heaved a sigh of relief. Some shook their heads in disappointment. In any case, they had no choice but to leave the room after he had ordered them to.
Roel exhaled deeply. Such temptation was fatal to a man; the High Elves were known for their beauty, after all. However, it was hard for him to feel attracted to them when he already had such ravishing partners, not to mention that his conscience didn’t allow him to cheat on them.
The willingness of the high elves to have a relationship with him even though he was a prisoner here showed just how respected the Kingmaker was. Still, he felt mildly insulted
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