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Chapter 822: Farvan City : Entrance Trouble The Ahkam city was left breathless, but Lyon continued the journey on the road albeit nothing significant happened. As usual, Assid had already prepared everything for the provisions needed for the trip. The food, the conveniences, he had set it up perfectly. After the loud and wide destruction, no beasts dare to come near the group and they passed through the path toward Farvan City without any hurdle, however, Lyon failed to realize that it would take him…
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Chapter 821: The Swarm Ends With an Arrow…?? “Everyone!! This is both chance and curse! A man for himself!” said one of the adventurers as he raised his fist. “With the Frost Party being absent, I might yield a better result, than yesterday,” said another. “Or you might die.” “Huh? Sir Doma!” the adventurer immediately wiped off the scowl on his face the moment he realized who it was. “Sir Doma, with you here, the death would be lesser than yesterday,” said another…
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Chapter 820: The Swarm Lyon furrowed his brows before he crossed his arms, “Where is your guild exactly.” “Well….” Kesya looked away and refrain to answer her emperor’s question. “Young Master, you shouldn’t open up your cover,” said Assid. “It’s fine,” said Lyon as he waved his hand. “Nobody knows who I am here.” “We can’t be too careful,” said Cecile. “Jeez, fine,” said Lyon before he reached out and covered his face. After he was done putting on the hoodie he…
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Chapter 819: A Poem on The Notice Board “So,” Cecile snorted before she put her hands on her waist. “Where is our dear captain then?” The group choked on their thoughts as they all had their heads faced down, right at the outside of the tavern. The passing adventurers were looking at them like a sore thumb, sticking out with their mysteriousness clad in an oversized cloak. “How can he move so fast,” Luna sighed. “One moment of leeway and he was gone.” “It seems like master is slowly…
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Chapter 818: Vagrant Adventuring? Lyon sat back down after hearing what Cecile had to say about money. He had forgotten that Cecile was rich in the other part of the world, not in the Dark Continent where they used an entirely different currency. Lyon sighed, “I guess we have to do some adventuring.” “You can become a vagrant adventurer though,” said Nafail. “A what now?” “A vagrant adventurer,” said Kesya. “It’s a freelance job that takes quest independently and absolutely not…
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Chapter 817: Can’t Afford? The demand brought down their thoughts. A chalice of Mana Essence was something that not even they could pull out of their pockets. The rarity and the great value of Mana Essence was something that could spark murders among the adventurers. Even an entire guild had to rip out their savings to get that amount. “A chalice…” Aeron pondered. “Do you really need it that much?” “Y-Yeah, that’s a whole lot of Mana Essence,” Mona nodded in agreement. On the other…
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Chapter 816: Liern, Mona, and Aeron “Excuse me, why are you here, Liern of the Dusk Guild? I thought you never fancy this kind of shabby place?” said the woman whose dark green long hair was tied to a knot without a bang on the front. She had an insignia embroidered on her garment. It was a round with the design of a flaring flame, made out of light bronze. “This is none of your business,” said Liern, whose eyes were jet black, and one of them was covered with an eyepatch. Unlike the woman who…
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Chapter 815: Title, Reputation, and Guild Nafail gulped. ( Why are they keeping their mouth shut like that? ). The smiles, the grins, the slow breath, and the smirk of confidence, were all pointing to one fact that his heart couldn’t admit. “You, faced a Leviathan before?” “Holy shit!” said Lyon as he chuckled. “Huh?” Nafail stared at Lyon in disbelief ( Wait a minute, what? Why is he surprised? ) “We did that?” asked Lyon as he rubbed his chin and stared at the cobwebbed ceiling.…
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Chapter 814: Zelena’s Party : The Leviathan The glass hit the table with a loud thock. Lyon found the bubbly of his drink with furrowed brows. Red was not the color he used to see inside a durian before. “That’s, a watermelon,” muttered Lyon. “It’s a durian, young master,” said Assid. “The fruit had spikes on the outer layer and the meat of the fruit was red. I was there and saw how the old man skillfully hacked it.” ( The durian in this world is red? ) Lyon raised his brows before he…
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Chapter 813: Wanna Lift Your Spirit? Avi looked at the group leaving her office one by one. Lyon and everyone else didn’t even hesitate as they followed Cecile outside. ( These fellows ) Avi squinted as she furrowed her brows. She gave them information but she gained nothing in return. The absurd bargain that Cecile proposed was impossible to fulfill, even if she took out her own purse. “G-Good day, Miss Avi,” said Nafail before he bowed and immediately followed outside. Avi raised her brows. (…
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