Countless Swords Sorcerer ―― Chapter 29

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Many thanks to Magister120 for supporting on Patreon!    Ardis who finished his work earlier than expected stopped by the familiar weapon shop on the way back. It’s to replenish the short swords that were lost in the battle with the woman.    In any case, he bought two of the ready-made ones to fill…

Chapter 81 Ossan, To Be a Prided Father for His Daughter

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Many thanks to Magister120 for supporting on Patreon!    As it turns out, Ham, the information broker dwarf, would investigate Alan’s whereabouts for me. 「I heard about it. Give me an hour, no… half of that is enough. I’ll find him immediately. 」    I thought thirty minutes would be pushing the limits but surprisingly…

Chapter 80 Ossan with The Girl, Protector and Protected

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Props to Felix-sama for willing to edit chappies~ I can work less now :>    Edmond was arrested for the kidnapping of Ravi, the destruction of 『Hog’s Cry』, and injuring the other lodgers.    There was quite the racket when the arrest occured. Edmond had screamed and shouted 「I’m a member of the Hero party…

Countless Swords Sorcerer ―― Chapter 28

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   The woman who split up with Ardis was guided by the maid into a waiting room in the mansion. 「The audience is currently under preparation. Please wait for a little while. There will be tea served soon. 」    The maid who guided her offered a seat in the room, before leaving the room.…

Chapter 79 Ossan, Defeat Sage Edmond

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   Edmond who was blown by the strong wind magic crashed into the wall and let out a pained groan before falling to the ground. 「Guah―……」 「Edmond. Release the magic on Ravi. 」 「……Fu―……Release……? 」    Edmond who was collapsed on the ground, made a provocative look. 「I shall refuse……《The holy soul who links the…

Chapter 78 Ossan, Confronting His Past Comrade

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Thank you to CrushyWanna for supporting the translations on Ko-Fi! 『Here! Here! 』    The crown of the Cuckoo that is leading the way was blinking red like an antenna.    The destination where we finally arrived at, is an abandoned church in the north of Balzac.    I surveyed the surrounding by sweeping my…