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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

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Distraction?

Victor began to climb the sturdy rope with agility and silence.

His ascent was slow because he was big and heavy, and as Victor peered into the warehouse, he checked that the area was secure. When he realized that there were no guards in sight, only crates and more crates, he carefully opened the window and climbed in, helping Bel to follow.

The interior of the warehouse was vast and poorly lit, with aisles of piles of crates and barrels scattered everywhere.

Bel jumped in shortly after Victor, going faster because he was much lighter. But as the boy began to gather the rope and hook, Victor heard voices and the sound of approaching footsteps. He quickly motioned for Bel to stop and ducked behind a pile of crates.

There they remained motionless, listening intently to the conversation of the guards patrolling the nearby corridor.

"Have you heard about the black sword?" A deep voice asked.