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The Ruined Death Knight

After someone took my life away from me, I felt something or someone pulling my entire being together with my memories away from me and placing them into somewhere where it was cold and hollow. And when I thought that my life came back to me... I realized that my new life as one of the dead had already begun... "Who am I?" Which path will this soul choose? A path of Perseverance or a path of Ruination? * * * * P.S: This is my first novel that I write so there is bound to be mistakes...so go easy on me xD

Allenheim · Fantasy
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448 Chs

Clues Coming by Themselves

"Damn, what did I think when I bought this house?" Gerak cursed under this breath.

When he went out and bought this house for that freeloader, he might have overlooked some of the details.

For example, walking here from this shop took him more than a half-hour on foot alone. Which made communication beyond practical between that blockhead. That´s not considering delivering the items too.

Since carrying multiple boxes of weapons was simply impossible.

Having realized the issue a day after dropping Danzel in this house he face palmed himself of how stupid he was.

With no other choice at hand, he had to rent a carriage and two horses around every four days. The worst part of it was that it came from this money!

Nonetheless, he couldn´t go to complain at that workaholic. After all, he was the one making the money for him!

Even they couldn't do something so shameless...