CHAPTERS
Countless historical experiences have taught us that if you want to escape with your life, you should reveal your trump card right from the start. Otherwise, the high-speed train of fate won't be able to make a sharp turn in time. Blood Bulls Don't Graze: Um, he went back to the respawn point. Milk is Mom: Yeah. Blood Bulls Don't Graze: And left some last words? Milk is Mom: Seems like it. Blood Bulls Don't Graze: When did you ask him to help you farm gear? Milk is Mom: Never did. Blood Bulls…- 509.5 K • Completed
“Do you know what a suppressant is?” “……” “Ah, yes. You do not know. You have never experienced heat either.” As Lebel remained silent, Mark nodded repeatedly as if he understood. His face looked pale. “Now that I can control pheromones, is that not enough?” “No, it is not. What matters more than pheromones is the heat. You must be more careful since you are an omega.” Mark, who had been startled, held Lebel for a long time and advised him in what sounded almost…- 238.4 K • Completed
- "Jiejie... if you want to cry, then cry." He said softly, pulling a packet of tissues from his pocket. His habit of always carrying tissues came in handy at times like this. He couldn't bring himself to say things like "Don't cry," and he understood that at times like this, Qiu Haiyan would feel better after crying. Although he didn't like to cry, he knew that once you cried, all your emotions would ease up a lot. "I'm in so much pain," Qiu Haiyan cried, repeatedly murmuring as she…
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To be honest, ever since entering this so-called "Mermaid Harbor," Miguel's heart had never settled. He wandered aimlessly among the bustling sailors on the deck like an old man, seemingly trying to dispel something with the lively atmosphere… He felt uneasy, though he couldn't pinpoint exactly why. It was as if his back was tingling, his heart pounding erratically, and he couldn't calm down. He looked around in confusion—everyone around him was busily working away, and everything on the deck seemed…- 221.3 K • Completed
“Ugh, ugh!” As Jae-an’s thighs stiffened and his hips trembled, viscous fluid dripped over the veined back of his hand. “Wow… you came a lot.” Jae-rim’s yellow eyes fixated on the semen coating his palm. Jae-an shoved him with newfound strength. Jae-rim, feigning compliance, leaned back into the sofa. Staggering up, Jae-an yanked up his pants. With each movement, teardrops teetering on his chin fell. “Hic, ugh…” Covering his eyes with his hand, he gasped. He didn’t…- 110.9 K • Ongoing
At night, the servants in the Tidis residence tidied up the Young Duke's room and prepared his bed, laid out his clothes for the next day, and returned the wine glass from the windowsill to the gilded tray on the bedside table. As they left the room, they couldn't help but glance at the crystal coffin by the bed. There, a person lay in peaceful slumber. But they dared not look too long, nor did they dare touch it, fearing that even a single glance might ensnare their spirits, or that a mere touch…- 224.9 K • Completed
Aeryl sprang to his feet and straightened his clothes. When he checked the clock, it was already well past nine and nearing ten. If he went out now, he would definitely be breaking curfew. He had promised himself never to break the rules again, yet here he was, walking out of his room of his own accord. Though fear weighed down his steps, he forced himself into the hallway. The servants had all left for the day, and the Grand Duke was away on business. Aeryl was the only one left in the Central…- 279.4 K • Completed
Yohan felt wronged by the professor’s tone, it seemed he was being accused of slacking off, and almost protested before deciding to just grab the sword again. It was faster to show than to talk a hundred times. He brought down his sword again, but the tip of the blade wobbled weakly, drawing an uneven line. “…Hmm.” The Phantom Swordmaster, finally realizing that this was Yohan’s full effort, scratched his head with the end of his pen. “Good grief.” At the professor’s…- 291.0 K • Ongoing
- "Yohan." "Huh?" "Take this." "Eh…?" Mikael, having earned ownership of the mandrake from Melek in recognition of his efforts to keep it quiet, abruptly handed the herb to Yohan. Before he could even speak, the herb was tucked into his arms, and Yohan found himself accepting it in a daze. While it had been squirming and twisting in Mikael's hands, now that it was in his own arms, it scowled arrogantly and acted irritable, making Yohan feel burdened and avert his gaze. "…Why are you…
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The two who left Lindel Village crossed through the forest and spent several days climbing the continuous ridgelines. They did that to avoid the areas where bandits were stationed. They avoided roads that people often used and deliberately chose rough terrain. They walked along narrow paths covered with thorn bushes, over rocks slick with thick moss, and through muddy trails soaked by rain. Naturally, Zed led the way, and Harto followed behind him with small steps. “Are you tired?” Zed reached…- 199.7 K • Ongoing
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