Chapters

Charis had noticed before—Ophelia rarely chanted curses, especially ice-based ones. Curses without incantations, whether for instant casting or ambushes, were […]

Baking with Vey “Teacher—I left it out for two days—for you~” “Perfect, come help.” Pumpkins, left longer, turn softer, their

Game vs. Reality Undoubtedly, the world was real. Game settings only offered rough guidance. Weng increasingly realized how much she

A Heretic’s Realization Suddenly, Weng realized a possibility. Perhaps her lack of piety wasn’t the issue. Could a god ever

A Joyful Feast Everyone ate heartily, unrestrained before true delicacies. Weng felt genuine joy as the plates were cleaned. The

A Hidden Dungeon Triggered Crucially, rifts weren’t common. Did she just stumble into a hidden mid-to-late-game dungeon? ‘No way the

A Relentless Struggle Despite her efforts, Weng struggled to find a way to defeat the creature. Each clash drained her

A Sudden Crisis Instantly, Weng leapt downstairs. “Borrowing a horse!” Grabbing the reins, she steadied herself. Swiftly, she raced toward

“Another bountiful harvest this year!” “The yield’s even better!” “Look at the size of those pumpkins they’re hauling back.” The

“Most likely—he’s alive.” Weng let out a sigh of relief. “That’s good.” After all, if the Sword Saint were dead,