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I’m a Immortal Tavernkeeper, But My S-Rank Daughter Doesn’t Know That!

Victor Shieldman is a skilled retired hunter, the kind with the power to rip the head off a dragon, but who suddenly became a father when an injured woman handed him a child before dying. As he had promised the woman, Victor took care of the child and taught everything he knew to the little girl, who quickly became a Rank-S hunter, the highest level a hunter can reach. However, she had an unshakeable sense of justice and that's probably what caused her to suddenly disappear mysteriously. Victor then abandoned his life as a tavernkeeper and went to the big city to find the daughter he had adopted, thus discovering his main power as a secondary character: the ability to return from the dead. Is this new power a blessing from a god? Will Victor always be able to prevent his daughter's death with this power? Or is it a curse in this world full of monsters, calamities, wars and heroes from another world? Main Tags: Action, Romance, Adventure, R18, Magic, Overpowered, Genius, Antihero, Kingdombuilding, Immortal Schedule: 14 chapters/week. Chapter length: 1000 - 2000 words ------------------------------------------- If you want to see character images of "I’m a Immortal Tavernkeeper, But My S-Rank Daughter Doesn’t Know That!", join discord: https://discord.gg/NaZgqfX2qT

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Deal

Pyaxu, always the most effusive of the group, couldn't contain his frustration as they walked together to the Hunters' Association building.

"It's unfair, Victor! You won a hero's legendary sword and now we won't even get recognition for what we've done!"

Riggilo, the more measured one, tried to calm things down. "Pyaxu, this is no time for that. Victor did what was necessary to convince us to defeat Gravisk and protect the village. Rewards come in many forms, not just material objects."

Although Riggilo's words made sense to Orie, he was also visibly annoyed. 

"Come on, cheer up. At least you have an incredible story to tell. Who else can say they've faced a demon and survived to tell the tale?" Victor argued.

"The hard part won't be telling the story, but believing me back in my village." Orie said, and a bead of sweat ran down his forehead.