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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.

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Chapter 87 Private Gathering (3rd update, more at noon!)

Vanessa, with her short green hair and dressed in a white hunting outfit, walked along the road, commanding great respect from the townsfolk around her.

On one hand, this was because she was a spellcaster, and people naturally revered those with extraordinary powers, and on the other hand, it was because Vanessa was a trusted member of the Fischer family.

A female servant also followed her, responsible for carrying things.

In reality, Vanessa's position within the Fischer family was akin to that of a housekeeper, a bit higher than Archibald and Erik.

After years of training by Irene, Vanessa handled various matters in an orderly and well-cultured manner, being elegant without losing dignity.

Even with a noticeable limp in one leg, Vanessa never felt dejected or ashamed of her disability, and anyone could see the composure and confidence in her eyes.

People still held the young lady, who was always gentle and smiling, in great affection and respect.