Jessica Robinson
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After Corco and Sumaci had retreated from their veranda, they came to their dining room. Although the entire building had been built at break-neck pace to accommodate the erratic travel schedule of the two leaders, southern Medala's workers had plenty of experience with quick construction by now. In this case, only a few walls had to be pulled up anyways. The royal fleet would carry all the furniture, including a kitchen, fully equipped with anything a lover of food might need. Still in a low mood, Corco…-
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Out in the green waters of the Verduic Sea, a diver broke through the surface and clung onto a readied flotation device made of cork. Deep, desperate breaths returned life-giving air into his lungs, and from there into his blood stream. Although the man's actions looked desperate, this was all just part of his daily routine. Every day, the people on this island would dive down into the water, stay as long and deep as they could, and then reemerge as late as possible. Again and again they would repeat…
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"Let's get to the interesting parts then," Corco said. "Group One just confirmed that people can cultivate. So what about Group Two? That's where the magic should have happened, right?" In response, Joren returned to his folders and replied in the same impassive voice as before. "At twice the population density, Group Two was still able to cultivate at speeds comparable to group one. After we had increased the density to about 2.8 times that of group one, their cultivation progress began to decrease…
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Joren, one of two head researchers of Corco's cultivation research project, looked, in many regards, quite similar to Eclestius. Both men were carefully groomed, both looked like scholars, and both had default stoic expressions plastered on their faces. To Corco, it was a mystery how two people could look so similar yet get along so poorly. As expected, Joren's first words after entering the room were already enough to make Eclestius frown. "Hello, boss! It's been too long!" His intimacy stemmed in…
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"What happened?" Lord Gratidia mumbled when he opened his eyes, shortly followed by: "What is this place?" When the confused lord rose from the bunk with the soft bedding, he found himself in a dimly lit room, with a crackling fireplace in the corner and dark night outside the windows. After a fierce fight with the attackers, he had already expected to wake up in the underworld, but his aching head told him that he was still very much alive. Before he could gather his thoughts, he spotted a figure…
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"What happened?" Lord Gratidia mumbled when he opened his eyes, shortly followed by: "What is this place?" When the confused lord rose from the bunk with the soft bedding, he found himself in a dimly lit room, with a crackling fireplace in the corner and dark night outside the windows. After a fierce fight with the attackers, he had already expected to wake up in the underworld, but his aching head told him that he was still very much alive. Before he could gather his thoughts, he spotted a figure…
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"What happened?" Lord Gratidia mumbled when he opened his eyes, shortly followed by: "What is this place?" When the confused lord rose from the bunk with the soft bedding, he found himself in a dimly lit room, with a crackling fireplace in the corner and dark night outside the windows. After a fierce fight with the attackers, he had already expected to wake up in the underworld, but his aching head told him that he was still very much alive. Before he could gather his thoughts, he spotted a figure…
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"What happened?" Lord Gratidia mumbled when he opened his eyes, shortly followed by: "What is this place?" When the confused lord rose from the bunk with the soft bedding, he found himself in a dimly lit room, with a crackling fireplace in the corner and dark night outside the windows. After a fierce fight with the attackers, he had already expected to wake up in the underworld, but his aching head told him that he was still very much alive. Before he could gather his thoughts, he spotted a figure…
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Today had been a great day. First, Corco had woken up next to his wife, by himself, with the rising sun. With how busy both of them had been for years now, that much was already a rare enough occurrence. From there, things had only gotten better. In a genius move, Corco had hidden away from Fadelio the previous evening already, which meant there was no one who could read him his schedule in the morning. In the first place, most of the important work had been finished a while ago. After the end of the war,…
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A thousand miles away from the site of Medala's most bizarre proposal, a strangely similar type of play was being staged by Inti's very own brother. "Hey, let's get married," Fadelio said towards the woman sitting to his opposite. At first, Llamka — one of Queen Sumaci's personal maids — had returned nothing but a vicious stare to the unwelcome visitor, but it didn't seem to be helping. When this man — who had attacked his queen with vicious words in the past — had first come here to the queen's…
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