Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 356: The Most Special Me
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 277: Enough
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1232- Both of us know
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 970: Shameless
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1231- Familiar person
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 343 - Kill Or Be Killed
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 39.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 644: That Sword Is Merely 90% Complete
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3844: Assassination
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 276: Bride
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 355: The Most Normal Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1230- Everyone's world
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 969: White Bone Divine Lord
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 07.13 - Red Epiphyllum
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 342 - The Foundational Battle Over 600 Years Ago
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 38.2
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1229- Cloud Peak defense system
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 643.2: The Temple Master Isn't Invincible, the Great Sword Immortal Has Already Entered the City - Part 2
A hell difficulty demon king domain, an antique, two notebooks, and a stack of reference materials would take him ages to browse through…
These were Roan’s loot from Principal Evan’s office.
The appointment letter hadn’t been issued yet, but Principal Evan’s resolute tone suggested that this matter was likely already settled.
In other words, trouble was about to knock on his door.
Roan thanked Principal Evan before lugging the huge pile of items out of the office with a troubled face.
He thought he had already depleted all his bad luck today, but an accident still happened after he reached the bottom of the tower.
He couldn’t see the path ahead of him due to the huge pile of reference books he was holding, which caused him to bump into Professor Lilith, who was walking out of the professors’ office.
A Diamond-tier succubus knocked to the ground by a Copper-tier necromancer—there was probably no greater joke than that in hell.
“Ow ow ow…”
Professor Lilith lay on the floor, her crossed legs adorned with black stockings concealing what was hidden in her skirt. She looked so frail that it was hard to imagine that she boasted strength and speed on par with Professor Enos.
Her silver bob hair cascaded to her slender shoulders, and her rimless glasses coincidentally fell into her half-opened shirt.
Every detail was so on point that it could have been a model example…
‘Hold on, when did her shirt get unbuttoned?!’
“I’m sorry…”
The stunned Roan quickly apologized as he fearfully picked up his books. He was so afraid of getting involved with this troublesome woman that he dared not even meet her eyes.
But Professor Lilith was obviously after him.
She shot to her feet and snatched his books with her right hand while cornering him to the wall with her left hand.
“Mr Roan, the phrase ‘I’m sorry’ doesn’t exist in hell. Do you think an apology can make up for your mistake? The least you can do is to support your beloved Professor Lilith back to her room and massage her injured leg.”
That was a tempting suggestion, but Roan had ju
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