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The princess quickly opened her tent and stepped out, rising quickly to her full height. Her blue eyes cut through the darkness of night quickly adjusting to allow her to perceive her surroundings clear as day. The first thing she saw was fur unlike that of a wolf.

She was frozen for a while, fear threatening to grip her senses as was the natural reaction to danger. However, before the fear could set in, the girl noticed something odd that pushed her worries to the back and repla ...

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“Long live the charge!”

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“it is good!”

Wang Hao: I’m %$#@%, I’m too hard

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After finally coming back from that hellish world, you actually want to open a game company to cover up that world?

Wait, my shell company has become the light of domestic games, what the hell is this?

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The protracted ’witch hunting’ had faded into silence with the end of the Seven Years’ War, and the mysteries of the East Coast had begun to conceal themselves, yet gunpowder was on a rapid rise. Mo Qishang, who should have been utterly confounded, stood at the crossroads of destiny in the name of Arthur. He stared in astonishment at the charging knights, the wizards atop the high towers, and the bizarre wilderness. He felt the sharpness of the longsword and the recoil of the firearm, both clear and unfamiliar. At last, he excitedly shook his robe and, with a smile on his face, said— “Do not believe what I say, for to believe is to exist!”