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
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
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
"... there have been two sightings of Steam Man in the White Tower District overnight. Councillor Estain Allorn and Bishop Arcadia Sebourn were murdered. The police and the Bell Protectors are cooperating in the investigation..."
"... a storm brewing in the Middle Sea, with wind force reaching five string rank. It is speculated that a narwhal pod is migrating...",
"... Prince Austin has spoken on the Steam Man incidents, stating that he will establish a foundation to provide compensation for the victims and their families..."
"... the latest release of Nevirabeta Magic Academy: stable wind string sails..."
Aurora put down the newspaper and stretched her body.
Sunlight poured into Miriam's old apartment from the window, backlighting the picture frame containing the picture of three people smiling standing by the window. The surface of the picture seemed to be shrouded in a layer of haze.
Today was Saturday. Aurora and Xing Mo had gone to the Sunflower Hot Springs two days ago.
In the past two days, the senior figures of the Citadel tried to cover up the Steam Man incidents, yet reporters wearing Gatsby hats exposed the truth—after all, since Bishop Arcadia was attending a banquet when he was murdered, there were many witnesses.
Unsurprisingly, panic spread throughout the Citadel, and the streets became increasingly deserted at night.
"I'm going to take a nap." Aurora squinted, shading her eyes from the sun with her hand, "What about you? Young Saintess? Will you be my pillow?"
At this time, Xing Mo was standing by the coat rack, draping herself in an outdoor in a robe over her academy uniform.
"I'm going out, and may not come back until evening." Xing Mo's voice was calm, "I’ve left some money on the table. Go get yourself something to eat nearby."
"Eh... that's cold... what kind of servant would have their master take care of lunch themself..." Aurora rubbed her belly, puffing out her cheeks: "Where are you going?"
"I'm attending a funeral." Xing Mo straightened her bow tie.
"Whose funeral?" Aurora ti
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