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Black Weasel and Silver's voices grew louder. Wolf felt his chest tighten as he watched them. What are they arguing about now? Please, just speak Atanian! Black Weasel and Silver jumped to their feet while pointing fingers at each other. Even Wolf, who was deaf to Stoll's words, could tell Black Weasel and Silver were arguing. What is Silver thinking, acting like that? He’ll get whipped. But maybe he won't get beaten since he’s his assistant. Silver splashed water…- 119.9 K • Ongoing
- This explanation was just as unconvincing, but Wolf let it slide at this point. “I understand. Adults treated me like that a lot too. It always annoyed me. But why'd that old man do that to you?” “Well...” Silver frowned and held up his index finger. “Earlier, we talked about the Spruce and Birch. Human mutants, in your terms. But Bingapsu said there's another male mutant. Do you know about it?” “Hmm?” Wolf and Red Eagle looked at each other. “I've only ever heard of…
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- Wolf rubbed his knee with his fingertips while tracing back his memories. The sight of Black Weasel carelessly guzzling alcohol, heedless of the pursuers. If there had been no pursues to begin with, it all made sense. Wolf discreetly glanced at Red Eagle. He probably had reached a similar conclusion, because he looked restless. “Listen, Silver. I need to talk to you.” Wolf tossed a card. “What is it? Go ahead.” Silver replied carelessly without even looking this way. Wolf cleared his…
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- Black Weasel and Silver were walking ahead. Despite rowing for hours, they showed no sign of fatigue. They must have eaten their fill while they were trapped in the trunk. After much deliberation, Wolf made a decision. He wanted to ask them to roast just one rabbit here before moving on. He'd try to persuade them that smoke wouldn't be noticed by pursuers in the dead of night. “Um...” He opened his mouth, then quickly closed it. Black Weasel and Silver were whispering in Stoll again. Every…
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- Wolf lowered his gaze. The chill lingered where Silver's fingertips had touched him. That cold, intense enough to feel like pain, spread throughout his entire body. Like being tapped by an ice fairy's magic wand. From the tips of his hair to the soles of his feet, it eroded every corner of his body... Huh? In the meantime, Silver had flopped down on the straw bale. Both Black Weasel and Silver seemed ready to fall asleep immediately. Wolf hurriedly reached out toward Silver. “Hey...!” “No…
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- Black Weasel tossed aside the dice and slowly turned this way. Almost simultaneously, Red Eagle and Wolf slumped their shoulders. Black Weasel lifted a cup to his mouth while staring at them before suddenly winking one eye. It was creepy. The blond barbarians pointed at them with red faces while shouting. Wolf and Red Eagle exchanged awkward glances. What? It sounds like they're talking about us... but they can’t be praising us as pretty, right? Black Weasel, who had been…
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- “Let me repeat: you really need to be careful around that man. One wrong move and you could be in danger again.” Wolf faltered. Red Eagle whispered into his ear. "He said we'd be staying here for a month. When they weren't in the room, I opened the food trunk. Even at a glance, there wasn't enough for four people to survive on. You were never meant to be counted in the first place." “...It seems the harsh trials you've endured have transformed you into a cold strategist, Your Highness. Why…
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- Wolf hugged his knees with both arms and lowered his head. After staring down for a while, he looked up. The moment Silver, whose hair was a mess but whose face was as pretty as a wildflower, came into view...Wolf quickly looked away. Ugh, did my heart just flutter the moment I saw Silver's face? Is that it? Is that what it is? Wolf's mouth went dry. His vision darkened, and he started feeling dizzy. He had never imagined he could be attracted to a man, and above all, homosexuality was forbidden…
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Chapter 8 - Both the Protagonist and the Villain Have Blackened VIII However, Zhou Wei still rushed forward and started throwing punches. Because to him, those delinquents were going to get beaten anyway. The gang leader grabbed a brick from the ground, ready to get vicious. Cheng Pang raised an Erkang handA Chinese meme originating from the 1990s drama Princess Pearl (还珠格格). The character Erkang often reaches out dramatically toward Ziwei while shouting “Stop!” or “Ziwei!”…- 18.0 K • Ongoing
- Chapter 7 - Both the Protagonist and the Villain Have Blackened VII Isn’t this the kind of scene that often happens in TV dramas? Cheng Pang couldn’t recover for a moment. Qiu Yu pushed him. “Get up first.” Only then did Cheng Pang remember that he was still pressing down on the other person. He braced himself on his hands and sat up, but right now, his brain felt like rusty gears grinding against each other, jammed and unable to turn. System: Please note. The protagonist is showing…
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