Type-Moon: The Human Love Simulator [35]
“……” Morgan was momentarily stunned by Kaelar’s blunt response. This was not the slippery, opportunistic Kaelar she knew—the kind who
“……” Morgan was momentarily stunned by Kaelar’s blunt response. This was not the slippery, opportunistic Kaelar she knew—the kind who
Hengist’s laughter died in his throat. He tried to force a smile, but his lips wouldn’t obey. It was strange,
As Kaelar wielded his overwhelming might to forcefully enlighten the stubborn Anglo-Saxons… Artoria remained close behind him, her eyes wide
Hengist’s shout echoed through the dense forest, stirring up a commotion that quickly spread like ripples in water. The sound
“Nimue, Hengist is onto me. We must make a decision, and quickly.” Before the ships had set sail, Powell had
It was a statement that struck like thunder. For it echoed the words spoken by the Son of God, Jesus,
As yet another seemingly ordinary day drew to a close, the footsteps of the invading Anglo-Saxons steadily approached Maple Ridge.
“No time for catching up; the Anglo-Saxons will arrive soon,” Morgan urged. “Choose a weapon. These are all powerful. Any
“Brother, I don’t know why, but I have a bad feeling about this Nemed,” Horsa said as he stepped into
Kaelar frowned at Artoria’s words. “If even you feel that way, then something truly must have happened among the Anglo-Saxons.”