Chapter 14: Anuata (5)
Agria
A whirlwind of thoughts swirled in my mind, but I couldn’t just blurt them out. I declined Sir Garland’s offer, the proposal of the future Border Count. “If that’s your…
Agria
Chapter 13: Anuata (4)
In the city of Mosul, at the mercenary guild, Branch Leader Maximilian sighed lightly and spoke. “I knew you’d say that. Don’t take it personally—I’m just a powerless branch leader.”…
Chapter 12: Anuata (3)
It wasn’t until I’d holed up in my lodging for two days, devouring every volume of The Lustful Dragonian Maid, that I remembered I’d gone to the library to research…
Chapter 11: Anuata (2)
The library smelled of dry ink and parchment. The scent had been faintly noticeable from the main entrance, but stepping inside, I was overwhelmed by its intensity. As a swordmaster,…
Chapter 10: Anuata (1)
Sir Garland, uncharacteristically for a noble, kept his promise as soon as we returned to the city. We received exactly double the reward stipulated in the original contract. “Not bad,”…
Chapter 140: The Helpless Resistance of the Bratty Girl
To purge the excess Dark Fall corruption, Bai Yue Ling needed to sleep with Shi Qianla. But… was it really just sleeping? Facing Shi Qianla, who leaned in close, Bai…
Chapter 139: Shi Qianla’s Turn
Sistana? The level 80 Great Archbishop of Nature? A thousand-year-old veteran of the Divine War? Since when did she have an illegitimate daughter? Taima froze for a moment, then realized,…
Chapter 138: I’ll Take the Whole Family Bucket!
Hearing Huilian’s words, Bai Yue Ling tilted her head, “Huh?” Curing Qing Jin would make her the Queen’s consort? What kind of amazing deal is this? She’d been worrying about…
Chapter 137: Join My Harem!
“Wah!” Thawed from the ice, Bai Yue Ling collapsed onto the soft bed, hurriedly pulling the blanket over herself. Shivering from the lingering cold, she felt the faint warmth left…
Chapter 136: The Hope of the Ice-Cold Beauty
The Dark Fall process ended, draining 99% of Bai Yue Ling’s health. She let out a soft whimper, collapsing powerlessly onto Qing Jin. Their ample curves pressed together, flattening momentarily…