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!
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
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
While internal war broke out in the Austine Empire, everything was still peaceful inside an unknown space in the middle of nowhere.
It was early morning. Roel walked down the palace’s passageway to familiarize himself with the environment, while Alicia continued to sleep in the bedroom.
Alicia actually didn’t exert herself much last night. Even if she did, she would have quickly recovered as someone who possessed the Silverash Child Bloodline. She was only asleep due to her psychological state.
It was just like a youth sipping on a mocktail; even if there was no alcohol involved, they would still feel slightly tipsy under the effects of the atmosphere. Such was the case for Alicia, just that she wasn’t drunk on alcohol but the bliss of a newlywed.
All of this happened because of Roel’s careless remark as he got up.
“You must be exhausted from last night. You should sleep in and rest a little longer,” he said as he kissed her cheek.
She looked at him with a blissful smile before closing her eyes. She was being so obedient not because she was tired or inconvenienced by the intense action they had last night.
She was just excited at having this renowned scene from romance novels—the husband indulging the wife in the morning following the consummation of their marriage—reenacted here. This was something she had dreamed about countless times before, and now her dream was finally coming true. She was overjoyed, so why would she get in the way of it?
Feeling Roel’s lingering warmth in the blanket, she excitedly hugged it and rolled around the bed. She wasn’t planning to get off it anytime soon.
And Roel made use of this opportunity to take a stroll, though it was also an excuse for him to contemplate some matters.
He had an inexplicable hunch that something major was happening somewhere in the world. This was a weird feeling that had come out of nowhere, but instead of shutting it down, he tried to trace possible reasons. Unfortunately, he was unable to figure anything out.
While his search for Alicia might hav
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