
TWSB – Chapter 214: The nineteen patriarchs (1)
‘Hold on, hold on, hold on!’ “Hello! We are currently falling!” I shouted while falling with the two divine beasts and one Marquis. François Duhem’s eyes opened wide. ‘Yes, I Continue Reading →
‘Hold on, hold on, hold on!’ “Hello! We are currently falling!” I shouted while falling with the two divine beasts and one Marquis. François Duhem’s eyes opened wide. ‘Yes, I Continue Reading →
“I even walked out of a poor little shitty company after giving them my resignation. Do you really think I can’t get out of a damn castle like this? Eat Continue Reading →
‘It’s probably not. I’m sure it’s not. No.’ It was painful as I could not breathe. I thought about Marquis François Duhem’s face as I did my best to reject Continue Reading →
“Você vai entrar no castelo do Lorde Sarnez hoje, certo?” O jovem rapaz silenciosamente assentiu com a cabeça para minha pergunta. Sadie, que entrou no meu quarto tão silenciosamente como Continue Reading →
Squee! “Vermelho……” “É uma besta demoníaca?” Eu estava prestes a murmurar ‘por que tem um panda vermelho aqui?’, mas mantive minha boca calada depois de ouvir a pergunta de Ganael. Continue Reading →
“……Captain Duhem. I’m sure you are well aware that your words are extremely preposterous.” The first of us to break the silence was Benjamin. I patted the anxious divine beasts Continue Reading →
Flinch. I looked back at the entrance of the Lord’s Castle. The road we used to enter in our carriage was silent. Nobody was leaving or arriving. The gentle breeze Continue Reading →
She had seen this child make a prophecy before. “Ugh, huff!” “Modeste, it’s okay. Get some r……” Aurélie Boutier spoke calmly as she caressed the seer’s head. She was quickly Continue Reading →
‘Holy shit.’ “Dame Sarnez, it sounds like you should go home,” Sir Johann calmly commented while looking at our chaotic faces. Baron Bellang, Lady Bellang, and Elody all looked quite Continue Reading →
“My grandmother was by his Majesty Romero’s side the moment that turned him into the ‘lover murderer,’” Baron Fabrice Bellang spoke in a low voice. I was sitting with Demy Continue Reading →