Chapter 40: The Miss Who Yearns to Become a Bird
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“This spell is called Shackles of Holy Light. It releases quickly and with very little movement, making it perfect for catching an opponent off guard.” When Isaiah demonstrated the magic…
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Chapter 43: The Seine River Turns into a Cracking Tomato Stew
The wind along the Seine River is always cool. Vivian clutched her collar tightly and quickened her pace to catch up with the black figure in front of her. “Boss,…
Chapter 42: When it comes to extortion in Paris, we still have to look to Cicero.
One week later. By the banks of the Seine. The weekend sunlight was uncharacteristically gentle, spilling across the red and white checkered tablecloths of the outdoor café. The air was…
Chapter 41: My Love is a Sigh Imprisoned for Life
“Is it… finally over?” Cicero wiped the sweat from his forehead. “Not yet.” He watched the black mist, which was still trying to reform despite being shattered, his brow furrowed.…
Chapter 40: A Coordinate That Should Have Been Empty But Was Mistakenly Cast by a Soul
“W-What… what is this?!” the Phantom discovered in terror that his control over the stage was weakening. Through the multicolored smoke, the terrifying monsters and traps revealed their true forms.…
Chapter 40: Every member of the royal family is a genius.
“The Second Princess suffered for being far too young. When the 7-year-old said she was changing her surname, her troubles had already begun to find her.” “After that, although she…
Chapter 39: Is this pajama party even serious?!
“Guh…” Anis sat in a W-position on the soft bed. Just a moment ago, Sybil had used a technique Anis couldn’t even follow to undress and dress her in an…
Chapter 38: What a clever act of repaying kindness with enmity!
The cold wind blew soft snowflakes, covering Shirley’s body in a thin layer. Most of the young girl’s body had already blended into the snow. Combined with her snow-white complexion,…
Chapter 37: Going up the mountain is easy, but coming down is hard.
Silence returned to the snowy plains as the last Ice-Toothed Tiger fell. The cold wind howled once more, and the drifting snow gradually buried the tiger’s carcass, as if nothing…
Chapter 36: Fine, I’ll let you take advantage of me.
While Sherry and the monster were locked in a struggle, Anis cut in from the flank. She released a barrage of deadly ice shards. The sharp points streaked through the…