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From Secret Clan to the Divine Dynasty

Karl awoke to find himself shockingly reduced to a crippled Evil God confined within a bottle. The Fischer family had inadvertently become his favored members, sharing a fate connected by blood throughout the generations. They established a secret clan, infiltrated the state, manipulated wars, ascended the God Pantheon stairway, and fought for the honor and future of the family. They were assassins lurking in the shadows, beloved scholars, esteemed priests, powerful dukes, and legends in heroic epics. From budding to robust growth, steampunk evolved; the Spirit Realm descended through dreams; witches and ancient gods stepped forth, and people listened to the lost whispers at their ears. They were both the creators and the enders of stories. Generation after generation, in a continuous succession, they marched forward. "Step over my corpse and go on," he said.

Chilled Cola Cat · Urban
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Chapter 194 Prisoner

The morning in Nasir Town was quiet and beautiful, the first rays of sunlight piercing through the gaps in the buildings, bathing the whole town in a gentle glow.

With the warmth of the Dawn, this increasingly prosperous port town gradually awakened, displaying a peaceful and vibrant scene.

The servants at Fischer Manor had already started their busy day, each performing their duties diligently; they had to have everything ready before the masters awoke.

Come breakfast time, a servant responsible for collecting letters arrived at the estate, respectfully handing over seven letters and a newspaper from Fein City to the Daybreaker acting as the household steward.

"These are the letters and the newspaper for today."

The Daybreaker nodded slightly, turned around, and swiftly departed, then opened those letters that had no special seals for confidentiality, briefly scanning their contents before having the servants distribute the correspondence to various family members.