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!
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
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Three days later, Roel feasted on the delicacies the chef had specially prepared for him on the breakfast table while distractedly gazing out of the window. Adola stood behind him as she went through a summary of the key happenings last night.
As the majority of the Mother Goddess’ faction were nocturnal, they carried out their activities at night, so there was always an influx of news every morning.
However, Roel was much more interested in the food before him than the news, because the information was simply not of much use to him.
Shortly after his previous meeting with Edavia, the Mother Goddess left the Moonsoul Tower. There was a large-scale military mobilization afterward, where troops were dispatched to the battlefield.
Even when he looked down from the sky garden now, he could still see new armies comprising members from different races marching eastward, together with a steady stream of supplies. Before anyone could notice it, the peaceful night was already weighed down by a heavy atmosphere.
Roel had neither the power nor a reason to stop the war, so he decided to immerse himself in food instead. His meals had been nothing short of amazing, to the point where he wouldn’t have minded idling his life away here.
When the Mother Goddess reshuffled the manpower guarding Roel, She also went ahead to assign Her personal chefs to him as well, presumably due to his having complimented the food during the banquet. Honestly speaking, Roel hadn’t thought that the Mother Goddess would pay such attention to his passing words, and it left him feeling even more conflicted.
Roel had already been feeling guilt-ridden toward the Mother Goddess, and Her meticulousness in caring for him only further shook his heart.
It might have been because he was ‘in substitution’ in this Witness State, but he felt personally involved in this matter. Before he knew it, his priority had already shifted from just clearing this Witness State to uncovering the truth behind this piece of history.
Supposing Edavia’s deduction was true, and the
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