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Shut up: You, Nymphomaniac Evil Sword

A young philosopher ends up in a war-torn world, where he finds himself among the poor and needy rebels who fight against the humongous army of the corrupted and merciless Alliance government. The Mystery behind his appearance in this new world, slowly unravels as he travels the magical world and faces new challenges. The story follows the philosopher's journey along with his companion, a Nymphomaniac Evil sword, through this modern and magical world, as he experiences different battles, adventures and his own personal dilemmas. Please bear with my English and Thank you all for reading Disclaimer :The cover picture doesn't belong to me, if the artist wants it to be removed it will be removed......

Half_Blind · Peperangan
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248 Chs

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It was the old general Raphel who spoke up first with a sneer and mocking tone " So this is the new batch of sacrificial lamb sent by the rebel forces… hmph.. what a waste.. "

Dror didn't care much and took the empty seat after giving a casual bow to the three people.

The other two people other than General Raphel replied by slightly bowing and showing their respect.

The old general just kept his sneer and was focused on scrutinizing the masked Xeander standing behind Dror.

Then he continued with a sneer…

" Does the Rebel force want to put on their disguises even before us, their allies…. Hmph.."

The other two leaders also had a little doubtful look on their eyes as the most powerful person in Dror's group Xeander was not the leader.

And all the three leaders could clearly feel Xeanders aura, even though he had controlled and hidden it very well.