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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 · แฟนตาซี
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Caught

Seeing how confident Lawrence was and how trusting he was to her, it made Emma feel a bit uncomfortable. 

Despite everything that had happened, this was technically the first time they had met. 

Yet Lawrence seemed to be very open and willing to discuss important incidents like this with her, going as far as placing his trust in her to investigate this matter. 

Was he not afraid of her double-crossing him?

Was he not afraid that she would actually keep the Soulweaver Leech for herself to manipulate others?

Just how could he be so trusting?

She would suspect that there was some foul play here, but his eyes and tone earlier were sincere. Having encountered and interacted with numerous types of people, she trusted her intuition a lot that his actions couldn't be faked.

Well, aside from those flirtatious moments. They were half sincere and half teasing.