Chapter 20 – I Made A Staff Out Of A Magic Stone “What do you think? Does it look good?” Melk spread out her arms and twirled. The sleeves of the robes swayed lightly in the air. As I had…
Return of the Goddess I concentrated on internal affairs in Ashtaroth castle until I learned more about the ants. However, several weeks had now passed, but there was no report from Fuma Kotaro. The enemy must be very good if…
Chapter 305 ○ The Coast of Everlasting Summer – Juga Amazing, amazing, amazing! Sir Golan was strong after all. These rebel forces weren’t anything to talk about. Sir Golan said, ‘this one is the Commander’ as he slapped the cheek…
Data.136 – Old Bowman, Where the Stardust Lands As I thought, there was no follow up attack from Nord. Well, even if there was, it would be difficult to tell, when we were spinning like this… In any case, we…
Chapter 304 “Sir Golan!” “Huh?” “It must be because of this building. That’s why the rest of my tribe was not able to run away to the Forest of Everlasting Autumn.” “Ah, I see… So that’s why.” The pillbox was…
Chapter 19 – The Battle Was Already Over! As the village came into view, I could hear the sounds of excited voices. According to the messenger Kijin, the enemy had come from the north, and in great numbers. Perhaps the…
Data.135 – Old Bowman, Those That Stand On Top Using a skill to escape was simple. Nord was likely very much aware that I would try and use a skill to escape. The important thing was to make an opening.…
Day 41: Haste Makes Waste Holy Era 6102, Month of the Marsh Dragon, 24th day. Weather: Cloudy Today, it’s cool and cloudy. I had been worried about the weather, as we would be walking, but this should be fine. I…
Chapter 303 The first five days passed quickly after we entered the Coast of Everlasting Summer. That meant we were about halfway through our journey to the Descendant Library. So far so good. We had only met the patrolling soldiers…
Data.134 – Old Bowman, Departed Spirit VS Ghost The prince with blonde hair and blue eyes…Nord, challenged me to a fight. But he didn’t point his weapons at me. Was he that confident? Was it arrogance or did he want…