Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
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!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 326: Selection
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 248: Organisation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1177- Situation change
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
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
Roel couldn’t be more familiar with the name ‘Astrid’.
Astrid was the first member of the Ardes he stumbled upon back when he first noticed the peculiarity of the Ascart House and followed the trail of the Kingmaker Clan and the Twilight Sages Assembly. She had protected him and Lilian in the Witness State, and he was thankful to her for that.
Astrid, as the Twilight Sages Assembly’s ‘Academic’, was in charge of the team dealing with the Savior. For hundreds of years, she had lain undercover in Saint Freya Academy, maintaining the Chaos Dream to ensure that the Savior remained in deep sleep.
She practically gave away everything for this mission, not daring to even visit the Ascart House despite being concerned about them. Despite her selfless sacrifice, she was rewarded with neither fame nor fortune. The only thing that drove her was the Ardes’ noble will and ideals.
Roel respected her greatly, which was why he was as excited as Antonio to learn that she was about to regain consciousness.
Antonio brought Roel to his room. In the middle of his room, a vague human silhouette lay inside a floating sphere of iridescent lights, looking as if it was about to break out from within.
The Chaos Dream was a treasure the Second Epoch’s Twilight Sages Assembly paid a heavy price to obtain. It was made out of otherworldly materials that could only be maintained inside a dream, which was why it was entrusted to Astrid, who possessed the Dreamwalker Bloodline.
“Principal Antonio, this is…”
“Yes, Lord Astrid is about to wake up. The awakening of the Deviant Sovereign had shaken up the Chaos Dream, and your subsequent victory over Banjol created a brief window of downtime. That gave time for Lord Astrid to wake from her slumber.”
“That’s wonderful!” Roel hadn’t expected his actions to have unintentionally helped his ancestor. “How much longer will she be in this state?”
“I’m not sure, but it shouldn’t be long before she fully awakens. In fact, she briefly regained consciousness not too long ago.”
“She did?”
“Yes, that’s
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