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On that day, the westernmost village of Duke Gerald’s territory was attacked by a powerful horde of undead, led by a Skeleton Champion wielding a thunder magic sword. The villagers, hibernating for the winter, were mercilessly slaughtered without any means…
Even with her incredibly powerful regenerative abilities, Diana died after receiving so much damage and having her head severed. The emotions she had been emitting ceased. Until the very end, those emotions felt warm to Renée. Her severed head rolled…
“What… was that just now…?” Even after being mowed down by the flash of death, Diana was still alive. However, it was merely being alive in the barest sense. Lying on her back, her priestly robes were tattered, her entire…
[1-36] I wanted to give her a rugged rosary machine gun, but the author restrained myself. “Shh!” Renée dodged the sharp silver whip Diana unleashed. The whip, missing its target, slammed into a nearby tree, completely shattering it. The tree,…
Now that I think about it, I feel like I forgot to describe this, but the higher the number of the adventurer rank, the higher the status. A Rank 4 is a normal adventurer with expert knowledge and skills (according…
“Hup…!” After passing through space, a sensation he himself didn’t quite understand, Iris Lune landed on snow. She had used ≪Mass Teleport≫ to transport to a forest near the town of Wesala. In the darkness of the night, the trees…
“Renée…?! “What?” The Duke was greatly disturbed for a moment, but perhaps because of the sense of security he felt from being behind Brian, he immediately regained his composure. Brian, on the other hand, only tilted his head in puzzlement.…
The drawing-room was protected by magic detection interference, but it wasn’t designed to withstand someone blasting through the wall with a magical attack. Iris Lune’s magic easily blew a large hole through it. Inside the drawing room, which was so…
If one were to describe the impression of Duke Gerard, also known as Alistair Daryl Gerard, in one phrase, it would be “a perfect old gentleman.” Whether his attitude was perceived as refined or condescendingly rude depended on the situation.…