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Chapter 812: Mana Essence “Alright, I think I understand what this part of the world does,” said Lyon. “But, I want to ask, do you only hire humans as adventurers here?” “Hmm? Oh no, not at all!” Avi shook her head excitedly. “In this place we valued everyone by their power, their due diligence, and their strength.” ( She basically mentioned power twice!! ) thought Lyon as he made a slow nod. “Then, is Harp Guild one of the Guild Link?” “Yes!!” Avi firmly nodded twice. “There…
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Chapter 811: Rumored Sister? Avi looked at both cloaked people in front of her with great interest. They had outdone her strongest party in a single well swoop to the chin against its leader. Now, here they were, being served with sparkling water directly from the true power that held the charge of Harp Guild. “You cover your faces, I wonder why,” Avi casually took an apple from the basket nearby. “You can wonder all you want,” Cecile smiled. “We are here because Doma told us to come here, I…
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Chapter 810: Avi, Receptionist of The Harp Guild-??? “What just happened?” asked one adventurer as he hardly had any thoughts after seeing Arf getting picked up by his teammates. “I have no idea, but that cloaked group is no greenhorn,” said another. “He knocked him out in a single fist and we could hardly keep up with our eyes!” “Such speed! Such control! What is happening in the Mortal World?! Who are they?!” The adventurers were left flabbergasted by the unfolding events, however,…
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Chapter 809: Morale Reversed! “Are you a hunter?” asked Lyon. “Oi greenhorn! Pay some respect to the officials of the Harp Guild,” said Arf as he and his party stood by Doma. “I’m not asking you,” Lyon snorted a smile. “Looks like your sword is thicker than whatever that thing is between your ears.” “Kh?!” the Frost Party gawked at his words and nonchalant attitude. His sharp words were relentless even when he was in front of one individual with status in Arkham City. Doma had…
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Chapter 808: Doma and The Harp Guild The adventurers gawked their eyeballs out. Their lips went untucked. The atmosphere on the sidewalk suddenly intensified. The greenhorn they had just seen leaving had returned with one foot holding down the greatsword. The effortless of his breath, the way he crossed his arms against Frost Party was undeniably far surpassed whatever words coming out of Arf now. Arf smiled, “Friend, what’s the meaning of this?” “I owe this guy some money, I won’t pay to a…
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Chapter 807: Frost Party “All is well,” said Lyon as he smirked. “How much do we have?” “Ten thousand AT for the payment, young master,” said Assid. “And from their pockets?” “About five hundred each, so one thousand and five hundred,” said Assid. “There are three of them, and that makes the grand total of eleven thousand and five hundred Adventurer Token.” “Woah, you’re really good at math,” said Kesya. “You’re just stupid, Kesya,” said Assid with a sharp cold…
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Chapter 806: Ahkam, Dark Continent “That’s the same monster from before!” said Luna as she immediately took a step away from the back of the caravan. “A-Are you sure the horses don’t need to stop cantering and start running?!” “It’s fine,” said Cecile calmly. “Y-You really think so?!” Luna panicked. “Don’t move Kesya,” said Graham. “Eh? Why not?!” Kesya sulked, “I can make its horn puncture the ground with a stomp!” “Someone is coming,” said Assid. “It seems…
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Chapter 805: Hungry Guest “I think that it’s better for us to leave than wait for the beast to finish eating,” said Luna with her lips tightened. The beast hare was pretty visible from her spot. It was enjoying the nice breeze of nature before dreaded claws sunk into that little body and ripped it apart. “That’s a good answer,” Cecile added with a smile. “Waiting might just be inviting more trouble than it should.” “Really?” Lyon raised his brows. “Some beasts are a fool,…
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Chapter 804: Welcome!! A lone caravan was being pulled by a pair of horses. The cantering claps of their hooves striking against the ground provided the ambiance they never knew they wanted. The moon was at its highest peak but the sky provided very few stars for the night. Assid and Graham were at the coach seat, with the former controlling the reign. So far as Assid’s eyes could see, there was not a living soul present. Endless meadows and calming wind accompanied them. No other passing caravan, no…
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Chapter 803: Karma’s Revenue “There is a horse nearby, use it, tame it,” said Graham as he stood by the old farmer. “You don’t need to escort us further, use the money the best you could, change your life, face your son, and don’t speak about what you just saw.” “W-What…” the old farmer could hardly speak. His emotion was wasted entirely on his beloved mare. “The entirety of your life shall be dictated mostly by your decision, and your decision only,” said Graham imposingly.…
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