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
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1155- Splitting unhappily
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 9
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 611: Old Friends Don't Meet Often
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 236: Infiltration
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 314: What Kind of Kids Do You Teach?
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1154- Not willing to accept being managed
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 935: Release
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1153- Plant Master
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 8
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 610: Since Time Immemorial, the World Doesn't Change
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 313: Neighbourhood Committee
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 235: Deep Water
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1152- Final thing
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1151- Name your price
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 317 - Poison Star Ring Is Sometimes Scarier Than Corpse Explosion
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3824: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Assistance
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 7
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 609: Buddhist Teachings Is Everywhere
“They are finally gone.”
The envoys were moved to tears when they saw Shu Yichao and his thousands of cavalrymen slowly galloping away amidst a cloud of dust. Their lieges had been frantically fleeing through all kinds of channels over the past few days.
Those who had relatives in a foreign country chose to temporarily seek refuge there, even if it meant sailing across the sea.
Those who had hideouts in the mountains escaped there with their aides, enduring the inconveniences and discomfort there.
Those who had underground cellars and secret passageways moved their family over, and they prepared enough rations and water to last them for months. They spent their time praying for the Khitan Caesar not to come.
Only those who had no way of hiding and escaping thickened their skin and remained in the Apennine Peninsula.
For instance, the Duke of Milan.
He had been a mercenary, but a few years back, he took control of Milan and declared himself the duke. His foundation was weak, and he didn’t have a thorough grasp over the duchy. If he fled overseas at this juncture, he would lose everything he had worked for.
So, he hid in his barracks, wearing his armor and wielding his sword at all times. At the same time, he dug out valuable possessions to send to the Khitan Caesar, lest the latter beat him up at a whim.
Luckily, the days of trembling in fear were behind them.
The gifts that added up to an astronomical sum had satisfied the Khitan Caesar.
“We shall celebrate with a banquet tonight, drinking ourselves silly and enjoying a good rest afterward!”
The envoys were delighted too. They couldn’t help but draw a parallel between them and Pope Leo I, who had convinced the previous Scourge of God to withdraw.
As for who the Khitan Caesar would terrorize next, that was none of their concern.
Little did they know that Shu Yichao’s departure had nothing to do with their gifts. The latter had always been nonchalant to in-game AI presenting him with gifts.
It’s good that you’re giving me things on your own accord, but even if you do
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