webnovel

Javanese Freislor (Eng Version)

"Wake up, Breckson! You can't live with me! Even though I love you, I know our position is different!" screamed Freislor. "I don't care about that, Freis!" Breckson answered on a high note. Freislor, a female figure with a distinct duty to find the Grendolfin, a Goddess sent to earth to judge a cause. She met the figure Breckson, one of the gadgetz state leaders of Zavrainz, which became the center of world civilization. The meeting began with a tragic turn of events. Where Freislor is one of the exiles from several countries, she fought to give her people asylum in the state of Zavrainz, even though she was insulted and despised by his citizens. A few years later, she went on a mission to defeat Mr. Reos. Ultimately, Breckson, Freislor, and Lord Krapolis travel into the past, future, and death to find Grendolfin. There, they found new knowledge of the Hasta Brata from the Javanese. She also got a new riddle with a game of numbers and times of one, three, and five. That is made clear by a poem by her father. One times one, I ran Two times one, I am spinning Three times two, I quit Hold on. I think, I made a wrong move I turn my steps thirty degrees to the left I have got a long line that leads somewhere Adorned in shining starlight You and I became us On the way, they also got the key to defeating Mr. Reos from the Joyoboyo Fiber manual. Not only that, but Freislor also found herself a leader in a country. Breckson finally got a chance to express his love to Freislor. But that love story changed after meeting Poresa. Add to this, the fact that Freislor's life is strictly a matter of numbers and time. What about their mission, then? Will they succeed in killing Mr. Reos? What about Freislor's love story? Who's she going to pick?

Rainzanov_words · Fantasy
Not enough ratings
61 Chs

Save Her From Dungeon

"Of course it's not an ordinary number, Sir. You can't exchange it with your money. Because it's a sign from the beginning of life to death. Not only that, some numbers are also symbols of the number of people who should die in this day. Portals of death and their life was approved by the Gods open on this day. However, everything is messed up, Sir."

Breckson shook his head. He couldn't stop thinking about what Freislor had done. He could be angry because of Freislor's attitude now, but he understood. That nothing is more important than the safety of Freislor. Therefore, he tried to give in.

"What can be done to restore it to the way it was?"

"The only way to get everything back is a life, Sir. Do you understand what I mean? Someone has to be willing to give their life. And everything will return to normal. How?" asked Demonlik while glancing at Freislor. Breckson closed his eyes and laughed slyly.