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Naval Gacha System: It's Time To Monopolize The Seven Seas!

Abraham Shepherd, a middle-aged office worker, wakes up in the middle of a lush forest on a mysterious island, far from the concrete jungle he used to call home. Sunlight streams through the trees, and as he shakes off the confusion, he realizes he’s not just waking up from a nap. He's been given a second chance at life! After meeting a tragic end during an intense gaming session, Abraham finds himself in a world bursting with color and adventure. Memories of his old life flood back—filled with loneliness and stress—but instead of feeling lost, he discovers a spark of determination. This new place offers him a shot at something different. As he sets off to figure out how to survive and thrive, he stumbles upon a mysterious system that promises to change everything. With new challenges ahead and unexpected powers at his fingertips, Abraham is ready to embrace this wild journey. Can he carve out a new life in this strange world, or will his past come back to haunt him? Join Abraham as he steps into the adventure of a lifetime starting on this uncharted island! | Initializing Naval Gacha System… | ――――― Do you want to read a story about a protagonist summoning modern warships into a fantasy world? Well, here it is! The Naval Gacha System: It's Time To Monopolize The Seven Seas!

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| 152 | A Dragon Learning Magicraft

Somewhere in the island of Crescere, Abraham gazed upon Laplace who stood in the middle of an empty grassland with her eyelids closed. In front of her was the Director of the R&D Department, who had begun her training and learning for the art of magicraft.

"I can't believe she dragged me with her." He quietly grumbled while staring at the beautiful dragoness shrouded in silence. Though, it's not like he could fault her. After all, she simply wants him to be around when her guard was down.

'She rarely lower her guard down. The only time I remember her lowering it was when...' A tint of crimson red flushed on his cheeks, prompting him to shake his head, ridding himself of such thoughts. 

At any rate, Abraham was the only one that Laplace trusted to lower her guard around. And that trust wasn't to be underestimated. After all, she had just been betrayed by those she trusted and her organization, the Revolting Tide.