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Rebirth of the Death Knight

The Fall of a Kingdom. From a magnificent and glorious kingdom, only to have it in ruin because of the demonic beasts' rampage. The final commander of the army, Lawrence Von Carrion, could only grit his teeth in bitterness. Had he lived properly in his youth, maybe the current scenarios would have changed. However, all he had left was a final breath and his sword decorated with skeleton skulls to assist him. Before succumbing to his death, Lawrence could only accept his death in grief. But was that the end? **Every 100ps = author can relax and no update** **Also a warning, this novel treads on gray/dark theme. Not your typical fantasy novel.** Lawrence: Can you believe this lazy author to be this shameless? He's stripping my screen time appearance!

Idczhen · Fantasie
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55 Chs

Knight

Hearing the unexpected voice from afar, Tristina's face turned pale as she quickly whispered to Lawrence.

"Young Master, quickly apologize. That's the knight." She tried to warn Lawrence so that he wouldn't make another mistake. 

However, it was more so for her sake because she couldn't afford to have her salary deducted any further if Lawrence were to cause trouble again. And this time, it would be from the Queen's side.

The knight would definitely complain to the Queen about Lawrence's behavior.

'Young Master is really trying to make me suffer in this lifetime.' Tristina screeched inwardly, wanting to dig a hole and hide. 

Alas, Lawrence remained nonchalant. The knight's unexpected interruption might surprise others, but not him.

He said all of that for her to listen, so why should he be afraid? 

As for apologizing? 

What a joke!