Grace Martin
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A knight-like shadow holding a lance had already manifested behind him. This was the effect of Shadow Piercer. It created a somewhat real and somewhat illusory Knight who would attack the person Carl desired. Carl willed, and almost simultaneously, the knight behind him jumped out and threw the lance at Roy before disappearing. It took a great amount of Aura to keep the knight manifested, but Carl lacked that. “Whoosh!” As the lance shot at him, he fell under great pressure. This attack wasn’t…-
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Grabbing the red sides of his face that sting like a bitch, Carl gritted his teeth, and words escaped his mouth one at a time. “Y-you… dare?! Do you know who I am?!” Roy seemed indifferent to his heart. “No, I don’t, and honestly, even if I did, I would’ve still slapped you, silly.” Sarcasm came out of his mouth like a waterfall, drenching Carl to the level a wet dog. “Bullshit. That barely hurt!” Although he said that, his face was saying something else. Tears were escaping his eyes,…
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Roy was in a busy street, taking up space, so he was rightfully cursed at. Ashamed, he started walking. Across the street was a huge, grand gate. It was the entrance to Bernice’s tailor. On its third floor was a private seating area. Only a handful of people could come here. Occupying it was a young girl, around the age of 18, and an old man in black. She pointed at Roy in amusement. “Grandpa Blake, see that guy down there…. doesn’t he seems familiar?” Grand Knight Blake directed his gaze…
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Roy turned to her. Jeanne was bleeding from her heart, but her breath was stable, so her condition was taken as not a big deal by Roy. “What… do you have to say to me?” Roy looked like a reasonable man, and he might be willing to listen to her, but even if he weren’t, she would’ve her luck anyway. “That’s… mine.” She said, pointing at the ring in his hand. “I came out here to throw trash when these bastards… they jumped me. I would nornally be able to put a fight against these…
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Roy’s next destination was Bernice’s tailors. It was located in the most populated part of the county, the Southern District, where the cost of living was very high. It was a three-story resplendent building with a large garden and on normal days would have a lot of traffic. Because it was so eye-catching, Roy caught sight of it from afar when he jumped above buildings and was saved from the trouble of asking others for direction. “Is this supposed to be a tailor’s shop? It’s too…
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They returned to their station after that. “Sorry. The quality of these items is too low to be put up for auction. We don’t accept raw materials extracted from level 1 to level 15 monsters. So… you are requested to take them back.” Fleur pushed the boxes closer to Roy. Gaynor patted her back. She did a good job, although her actions were a little stiff. Roy rubbed the back of his head and spoke. “My bad, I didn’t know.” “Sir, it’s alright.” Gaynor gave him a beautiful smile.…
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Roy wanted to sell most of his items as they were useless to him, and he wanted to free his subspace, but selling them in the open market wouldn’t earn him one-tenth of what he would get from auctioning them. If you ask which is the best auction house of the neighboring dukedom, 999 out of a thousand people would recommend the Golden Pixiu Auction House. Moreover, the Eastern Duke, a close friend of the only human emperor in the Far West, is its backer. It could be said to be quite ambitious as…
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( has been edited: Arthur’s explained some of what happened at the border. About 300 words were added. So if you read it just when it was published, you may like rereading it … “Welcome to the Red Hall, Sir Roy!” Knowing full well who he was, a pudgy man greeted Roy, who had just entered the shop where beasts are skinned and dismembered. ‘Red hall… what a fancy name for a butcher’s shop.’ Roy muttered under his breath. He turned to the fat man with a smile and spoke. “Forgive me for…
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Arlo had muddied the rumors about Roy. The people who believe what they want to thus refused to take Roy seriously. His reputation was still bad as ever in the county. If not for the fact that Arthur had met up with the Knights who were present at the training ground that day, he wouldn’t be so sure that Roy was at the fifth level. But even then, how did it warrant him to treat Roy so good when there were trainees at the sixth and seventh levels under his wing?! “What about the other trainees? Why…
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“Roy, nothing matters to me more than my family. I stand guard at the northern border year-round and stop the Army of the Ever-Night from setting a foot inside the empire for you and everyone in this county. But that bastard stepped on those very people using my name. I wanted to get rid of him a long time ago. Rather than blame, I must thank you for giving him a rude awakening.” Arthur’s fingers curled into a fist, and the desire to skin Yiran alive was raging in his eyes. Roy felt a shiver down…
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