Snowlyn
Stories
3
Chapters
110
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244.4 K
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Reading
20 h, 21 m
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Seeing that Yu Zizhuo remained silent and seemed somewhat swayed, Xiao Lao Dao quickly seized the opportunity, saying, "It's just a phone call. It won't take much of your time." Yu Zizhuo: "One more word and I'll shoot. Kneel properly." "Alright, I'll kneel properly." Xiao Lao Dao had already cursed this stubborn, unreasonable cop eight hundred times in his heart, but on the surface, he remained obedient. Yu Zizhuo took out his phone, scrolled through his contacts to the number labeled "Landlord…-
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"Holy shit, it's that bastard Kou Jun." Xiao Lao Dao recognized the sender of the text message at a glance, sucking in a sharp breath. "No way, you don't even remember this? You borrowed fifty thousand from Kou Jun to help Bai Ruolin pay off her debts and never paid him back. He's been spreading word in the underworld that he's going to take you out." "...Kou Jun?" Hearing that name, Zhong Su's mind instantly flooded with some very unpleasant memories. Right. That "girlfriend" of his original body,…
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Not for Any Other Reason Song Ha-gyun, who was holding me, gave no response. "Sorry, Ha-gyeon hyung. Were you really startled?" "……." Still, no words followed. My vision was blurry, so I couldn't tell what expression Song Ha-gyun was making. In my pointless embarrassment, words flowed out without passing through thought. By the time I couldn't even tell what I was saying anymore, "Seon Yi-han." Song Ha-gyun's calm voice cut off my rambling. Thankfully. I almost ended up spouting…-
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The Words I Wanted to Hear Seon Yi-han’s reddened eyes were clearly visible. They were still slightly swollen. I placed my hand on his cheek and slowly lifted his head. “Ha-gyeon hyung…?” Seon Yi-han’s eyes fluttered open. Our gazes met. The blue eyes holding me swayed slightly, as if bewildered. “…Yeah. Just stay like this for a moment.” I wiped his eyes. Seon Yi-han silently closed his eyes again. I could feel the warmth from his eyelids as they touched me. Carefully, I…
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Since He Said It Would Be Quick I walked with Song Ha-gyun. As we moved away from the campfire, the cold air touched my skin directly. Song Ha-gyun, who had glanced at me, gently draped a blanket over my shoulders. The cozy, enveloping blanket was warm. It seemed he had cast the defensive magic over a fairly wide area. We seemed to have come quite a distance. When I turned my head to look back, the blazing flames appeared small and far away. Even though we had moved away from the campfire, the…
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It's Always Night Here Seon Yi-han, who had fallen asleep in an instant, was still lying quietly with a pale face. Park Yul sat beside him for a long time, lost in thought, before slowly rising from his seat. He cut off the long train of thought as if severing it. A faint voice came from outside. It seemed everyone had returned. It was time to go out. Swish. Park Yul, who had moved his reluctant feet, stepped outside the tent. The cold air momentarily rushed into the tent before…
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What Kind of Fate is Yours? I met Seon Yi-han's gaze directly and spoke. "Let's go together." For a moment, Yi-han's eyes seemed to sparkle. The sunlight pouring in was too bright. It was dazzling. I had closed my eyes reflexively. When I opened them again right away, Yi-han's figure, still seeming to glow alone, filled my vision. Yi-han was smiling. As if relieved, or as if he had expected this. It was a bright smile. Without realizing it, I reached out my hand. Somehow, Yi-han seemed too far…
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This sensation was something Kosha hadn't felt in over a decade, making this situation extremely unfamiliar. Explaining the problem as a Mage in human terms was somewhat difficult, but… if he had to make an analogy, it was similar to suddenly growing eight more arms. The problem was that Kosha couldn't quite control the movements of his newly grown arms yet. The returning flow of mana had a cycle, mainly intensifying at night. Even after somehow soothing his body, which felt extremely foreign, and…-
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Tax collection costs money. Just money? It takes time too. And in just a few months, winter will be upon us. So, if we just tie their feet until then, the weather will take care of the rest. In a place like Mallesste, marching, let alone fighting, is impossible in winter. "Ha! No wonder he's from Callot. How utterly petty." Bastian sneered irritably. "War fund calculations are the Treasurer's job. The census is done by the lords of each region and submitted. Then isn't it just a matter of…
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He lightly pushed a cup toward him, and Kosha reflexively took it. An unidentified dark green liquid sloshed thickly inside. It smelled of herbs, and no particular toxicity was detected. When he cautiously raised his eyes, a pair of grayish-blue eyes were gazing at him as if urging something. Should he drink it? …It seemed so. After gauging the situation, Kosha hesitantly brought the cup to his lips. Despite the cup's weight, the liquid inside seemed like it would be gone in just a few sips. But if…
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