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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

NandoFalske · Fantasy
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233 Chs
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#ROMANCE
#ADVENTURE
#R18
#MAGIC
#OVERPOWERED
#GENIUS
#ANTIHERO
#KINGDOMBUILDING
#IMMORTAL

Key

Victor wondered who had knocked on his bedroom door, but when he looked both ways down the corridor, he saw no one.

Immediately, Victor wondered who could have been so quick and quiet to knock on the door and disappeared before it opened. Victor then bent down to pick up the object that had been left at the foot of the door. It was a small silver key. Intrigued, Victor examined the key more closely, turning it over in his hands. There was a symbol embedded in the head of the key, a symbol that looked like a prism.

"A key..." he muttered to himself. 

He knew that this was probably not a simple coincidence; someone had left this object there on purpose right after knocking on his door, and the question was who and why.