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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 · Fantasía
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Magical Transmission

Having gained the information that the locking process was on the first floor, Lawrence helped Giselle walk to the platform to descend.

Once they descended, the guards on the floor swiftly went to the room that Lawrence had exited from.

"What the hell happened here?" One of the guards exclaimed in shock when he noticed the entire room was completely ruined. 

"It's probably another one of those rough plays or fetishes that the customer had. Just look at the woman earlier. Her legs are so shaky that she needed assistance to walk." Another guard, who was more calm, deduced the situation.

It was not rare for them to see a room in a complete mess after a customer was finished with their moment.

However, this was the first time they had witnessed a room in this kind of state. 

"Whatever, it seemed like the customer was just like the rest of the men. Nothing suspicious here."