Author: PhantasmalMira

BWO Chapter 32: Daytime Dash & Base Raiding

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The theme was accomplished. However, to think that being the RIO that the guild hates so much as their nemesis, I was able to crush his mind so bad that he’s on all fours crying, what a floaty feeling. In the end, even for the guild master that is known for his notoriety and mercilessness,…

BWO Chapter 31: Self-Directed Acting & Evil Robbing Villain

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A/N: Finally, third person perspective The place is deep within Lost Lost Forest, an old looking hut built to be camouflaged within the sea of trees. Two kidnappers were standing outside, with another two inside. With the well-worn metal made equipment they had, all of them looked like battle veterans. 「U-Unn. I got a question,…

Countless Swords Sorcerer ―― Chapter 312

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A/N: 【Warning! 】Cruel depictions ahead. 「Shit! They were waiting for me to be alone! 」 While cursing, a swordsman at his prime was running through the forest. The man who had a slightly crude impression was hunted by the prey he was supposed to be hunting and was now escaping in panic. It was Ardis…

BWO Chapter 30: Oppressive Ruling & Quest

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Looks like in this third town, Lawrence, there aren’t any strong people that aren’t affiliated with the adventurer’s guild. But that’s expected, because of the adventurer’s guild oppressiveness, any kind of strong person not with the guild would have been purged, leaving none of them still in the town. 「Somehow, this place looks very desolate…

BWO Chapter 29: High Noon & No Joke Facts

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Thanks to visiting the sweets shop with Eriko and enjoying my time there till my heart’s content, I felt super satisfied today. The time is just about 6 o’clock. Although it’s time when the sun is right over head in game, I logged in regardless. ●●● 「Hello everyone, good afternoon. Today’s theme is 『Taboo Means…

Countless Swords Sorcerer ―― Chapter 311

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Editor: SilentS The sensation that he should have already experienced several hundreds, and thousands of times shook Ardis’s heart. The sword fell from his trembling hands. With the dry sound reverberating in the cell, Luciel’s neck swayed. Her inclined head separated from the torso, and as it was starting to fall, Ardis caught it with…