Chapter 40: Possessing a treasure is a crime.
The morning after the banquet, the White Rose District remained as tranquil as ever. Hill sat on a stone bench […]
The morning after the banquet, the White Rose District remained as tranquil as ever. Hill sat on a stone bench […]
The banquet hall in the city lordâs mansion was a colossal, glowing edifice built of gold and crystal. Thousands of
After refusing the White Lily Knightsâ invitation, Hill felt life become noticeably more comfortable. No need to adapt to unfamiliar
With the acquisition of Wind Whisperer, the Iron Sword partyâs hunting efficiency reached a terrifying level. Hillâs already masterful swordsmanship
Morning mist still lingered faintly in the White Rose District courtyard. This residence had been Phyllisâs careful choiceâhigh walls and
Seven days later. In the depths of Ordisâs underground black marketâburied within the cityâs ancient drainage systemâ sunlight could never
Morning, seven oâclock. Habit is a terrifying thing. When Hill opened her eyes, she instinctively sniffed the air, expecting to
The road back felt far longer than the journey there. After leaving the blood-soaked Sealing Chamber, the ancient ruins sank
“Huff… huff…” The air reeked of thick blood and rust. Hill steadied her breathing; sweat beaded on the hand gripping
The dust had not yet settled before the massive bronze doors. âROOOAR!!â The rotting giant known as the Abyssal Butcher