Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3819: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Strength
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 600: The Son Doesn't Know the Father
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 304: Test
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 226: Deal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1137- Doesn't matter if you agree
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 929: Hidden Estate
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1136- Give them 10%
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 667 - Angel Descends by Our Side
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 26: The Demon King Domain’s Little Provision Store Opens!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 599: The Sky Isn't Bright Yet, What to Do
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 303: Choice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 225: Goodbye
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1135- Ice Bug
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 928: The Power of a True Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1134- Familiar face
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
“This is a library?” Roel murmured under his breath.
Beyond the door was a dark space full of towering bookshelves, reminiscent of a library at night. A light flickered in the distance as if it was beckoning him over. He took a step into the room, and the door closed itself behind him.
He began making his way toward the light source.
The bookshelves that rose to tremendous heights made this supposedly vast space seem a little narrow. As someone who often read, Roel paid some attention to the books on the shelves, but he wasn’t able to discover anything, as it was simply too dark.
As Roel walked down the path demarcated by the long stretch of bookshelves, his surroundings slowly began brightening. Knowing that he was close to his destination, he took a deep breath and hurried ahead.
Soon, a simple round table with a lamp atop it appeared before his eyes.
A petite figure sat on a chair behind the table, but their profile was covered by a huge book. The petite figure was rather short, to the point that they was barely resting their elbows on the table. The only things Roel could see behind the huge book were their orange braided hair, a formal top hat similar to those worn by old English professors, and the small hands holding the book.
Is it… a child? Roel wondered.
Sensing Roel’s approach, the petite figure hidden behind the huge book spoke up.
“You’re here? My apologies; I got too engrossed in my book. How discourteous of me.” The childlike voice carried a hint of self-reproach.
The huge book was slowly placed down on the table, revealing the petite figure hidden behind. Roel widened his eyes.
The person seated at the other end of the table looked to be a girl no more than ten years old. Her tiny profile and slim arms reflected her age. Her big eyes looked exceptionally clear, filled with an innocent twinkle. Her milky and slightly chubby cheeks looked as if they were inviting someone to squeeze them, and her little cherry lips were adorable.
Roel was astonished, for this was at odds with the typical image he had o
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