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"I may be out of line saying this, my lord," Ophariel, hiding her body behind Julian, leaned close and said softly. "But I think you must understand that servants are the face of a noble. This may seem trivial, but it's a necessary part of interaction between nobles. Imagine if a noble came to visit your castle and saw such servants. Not only would they look down on your ability as a lord, but they also wouldn't show you enough enthusiasm... especially that gardener. Holy Grace above, I can almost…-
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Everything was progressing very smoothly. Except for the little girl named Erin, the other three had experience working in the castle. They quickly divided their work and living quarters. Marfa would lead these servants to live in the servants' quarters below the castle. She was responsible for the meals of others and organizing items. Although this middle-aged woman looked like a coarse and rude village woman when wearing rough cloth clothes, when she changed into that old servant's uniform, she exuded…
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"Clang!" Ophariel frowned, waving her hand to fan away the dust floating in front of her, and stepped back a few paces. "My lord, what exactly are you doing?" "Good stuff," Julian replied, turning his head with his usual gentle smile while hauling rusty armor out of the underground storage. Considering his current disheveled and dirty appearance, it looked rather comical. It must be said that the reputation of this so-called "Demon's Cursed Castle" had brought Julian quite a few…
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"You're saying you're leaving?" Marfa widened her eyes in slight surprise, looking at the young lord before her. He was now wearing ordinary adventurer's clothing, with a seemingly old and dull longsword hanging diagonally on his back. Beside him, Ophariel, wrapped in a black cloak, stood silently, only her bright sapphire blue eyes flickering in the shadow of the cloak. "That's right," Julian nodded, lightly pressing the hilt of his sword at his waist, looking at the servant before him. "I have some…
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They were fully armed warriors - this description was not actually accurate. To be precise, these should be considered ten sets of moving armor. With Julian's power, the Wraith Warriors bound their souls to these armors. They used their soul power to drive these armors to move. As long as their helmets were not removed, no one would notice that these armors were actually empty inside. But this was just a temporary measure. Ophariel knew little about soul knowledge, but Julian was different. He knew…
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A woman. Watching the figure moving in the jungle, Kyle's eyes lit up with excitement. He licked his lips and instinctively gripped the dagger at his waist. The woman before him was clearly lost, judging by her stumbling gait. She must have never moved through a forest before. But how did she end up in this godforsaken place? Did some fool botch a robbery? Who cares... Looking at the girl's slender waist, snow-white skin, and light purple long hair, Kyle took a deep breath. He was already fantasizing…
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Julian stopped and raised his right hand. With this motion, one of the Wraith Warriors beside him suddenly stepped forward, drew the greatsword from its back, and threw it forcefully. "Thud!" Before Ophariel could react to what had happened, a black shadow suddenly fell from a large tree not far in front of them. It was a bandit wearing leather armor and holding a bow and arrow. Now his eyes were wide open, staring blankly at the sky. The greatsword had completely pierced through this man's chest,…
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"Save me, save me!!" A bandit crawled on the ground, his legs already cut off, struggling to move forward. Dark shadows surrounded his body, but for this bandit, only the man before him was his savior. He reached out his hand, raising his head to plead towards Kyle, but Kyle just closed his eyes heartlessly, no longer looking at his former subordinate. The sharp blade pierced through the bandit's chest, forcing him to let out a final scream. Then, his body began to rapidly wither, weaken, and turn…
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"We're late again." Looking at the messy bandit lair before them, the old man in silver armor sighed as he spoke. He turned to look at the young noble beside him, revealing a helpless smile. Although at first glance, the old man before them appeared very kind and gentle, as long as one saw the eagle carved on his armor, almost no one would not know this old man's identity - this was the emblem of the Pale Hawk, one of the three major knight orders of the Kingdom of Wester.And the old man before them was…
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A red flash passed through the dark forest. The hard, heavy black armor moved through the shadows of the trees. It crawled on the ground, hiding its entire body in bushes and grass, cautiously observing the camp not far away. There, hundreds of fully armed soldiers were cleaning the area and setting up camp. The black armor's bright red gaze lingered for a moment on these tents under the firelight, then quickly disappeared back into the darkness. Julian raised an eyebrow, looking at the Wraith…
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