39—Legend of Sun Knight V1C3: Secret… Part 3—The Demon King is… Shh!

39—Legend of Sun Knight Volume 1

Original novel in Chinese by: 御 我 (Yu Wo)


Chapter 3 Secret… Part 3: The Demon King is… Shh!—translated by lucathia (proofread by Lala Su & Arcedemius; C/E edited by Doza)

He took a step forward. Upon hearing rustling sounds, he lowered his head and saw that ashes completely covered the ground.

Where is this? He was a little puzzled. He raised his head to look around, but a strange, black fog surrounded him. He couldn’t see anything at all.

“Elaro…”

Elaro turned and cried out in surprise, “Teacher? Have you returned?”

“Returned? Hehe…”

“Teacher?” Elaro could faintly see a dark shadow. He fumbled his way in that direction, and, at the same time, asked, “Teacher, why haven’t you returned yet? Have you gone to complete another mission along the way?”

When he was close enough to see his figure, Elaro abruptly froze in his tracks. He stared in disbelief at that shadow.

The person was facing the side. His long hair was loose and covered most of his face. In the midst of the black fog, his figure wasn’t very clear, but Elaro could still tell that the long hair draping downwards was black.

Elaro asked cautiously, “Teacher, is that you?” He hoped it wasn’t. It was trivial and normal for other people to have black hair, but whenever his teacher’s hair turned black…

It meant that the Demon King had once again resurfaced.

Continued

Romance RPG V1C26: Part Twenty-six

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Romance RPG

Original novel in Chinese by: 御 我 (Yu Wo)


Part Twenty-six– translated by Trespasserby (proofread by Arcedemius; C/E edited by lucathia)

Walking to the palace gates, when nearly all of the daughters of noble houses were coming by carriage, Meng looked very strange on foot. In addition, such an elegantly dressed girl carrying a sword on her back made it even more bizarre. However, what was even stranger was that no one was alarmed by the sword. Even the guards at the entrance didn’t ask Meng any questions about it and allowed her to enter.

“Walking here? That would make a gown filthy, especially one in Prince Edward’s favorite pure white.”

That voice sounded slightly familiar. Meng looked in its direction suspiciously. As expected, it was someone they had met previously, Duke Biggs’s daughter, Marisa. The dress she was wearing was very familiar too. It was the one Sword Spirit had immediately taken a liking to. The mermaid-style skirt worn on her tall figure emphasized her beautiful curves. Her entire person was gorgeous beyond compare.

“A peacock wearing white is still a peacock,” Sword Spirit said offhandedly.

Meng couldn’t help letting a laugh escape. This made Marisa very unhappy. She had mocked Meng, but hearing that laugh, she felt like she was the one being mocked instead.

Continued