Chapter 511: All Eight Girls
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Chapter 511 All Eight Girls
Archer stared at the elf and started laughing, which caught the man off guard. Not long after that, he calmed down and asked. ''Is that what they're calling me now? It's a good name.''
The stall owner observed him, his eyes filled with amusement, before breaking into laughter. "So, you're him, huh? The infamous White Prince. Is it true that you've kidnapped twenty princesses and collected them?"
He couldn't help but join in the laughter at the outrageous claim. Archer shook his head in amusement. "No, no, no. It's not twenty princesses. Just ten, my maid who's been with me since I was very young and a general of the Dawnbreaker Legion.
Archer chuckled to himself, contemplating the considerable number of women in his life. He continued, "I still have to tell two kings I've claimed their daughters. It's a busy schedule, you know?"
The stall owner continued to chuckle, shaking his head. "Well, you seem more harmless than the tales suggest. Your food will be done soon, White Prince."
He nodded at the elf, who asked another question. ''Why so many women? Isn't one enough.''
As the lively banter between them stopped, he leaned back in the chair, his attention turning to the bustling street again.
Archer watched Starfall City come to life, and his attention was drawn to a regiment of soldiers marching with discipline down the cobbled street.
The morning sun caught the gleam of their armor, casting a radiant sheen over their formation.
The steady beat of their boots reverberated against the stone. Archer observed their disciplined march and asked the elf, "Have there been more patrols than usual?"
"Yes, young master. Security has been heightened since the recent attacks." The older elf responded.
That's when he saw wagons rolling down the street loaded with various goods and merchandise.
The wheels creaked slightly as they navigated the uneven terrain and were guided by skilled merchants. Amidst the organized chaos, ordinary citizens of the city moved with purpose.
Some hurriedly made their way to workshops, their tools in hand, while others carried bundles of goods for the day's trade.
The street resonated with a harmonious blend of footsteps, greetings, and occasional laughter, forming a daily life symphony.
Rising higher in the sky, the morning sun bathed the scene in a warm, golden glow. The air was crisp, and the city seemed to come alive under the gentle touch of the sunlight.
As Archer sat there, he continued to smell the food the elf was cooking and grew hungry, even though he had eaten breakfast.novelBIn
While sitting there, he got a message from Ella through the bracelet, telling him that Nefertiti and Talila were still sleeping.
He told the half-elf that it was best to leave them in bed as they were ravaged last night and needed the rest.
Archer's answer caused her to giggle, and she told him they were still in the bath and wouldn't be ready for a little while.
Soon after, the stall owner spoke tiredly, "White Prince, your food is done."
Turning to the old elf who wiped sweat off his forehead, Archer stood up and approached the pile of food.
Red and gold banners with a picture of a giant bear fluttered in the wind, displaying sigils that hinted at the ship's origin.
From the books Archer read, he knew the banners were from the Novgorod Empire on the central continent.
Archer stood up from the bench, leaving behind the lively morning sounds as he headed west towards the College of Magic.
After a twenty-minute walk, he reached the western gate and exited, making his way to class. During his journey, he saw other students also walking along the road.
Conversations buzzed around him, snippets of discussions about spells and magical creatures.
Passing through the college entrance, Archer found himself on the main path leading directly to the main building.
Towering spires and grand structures loomed ahead, each housing a different magic subject and classrooms.
Archer spotted the girls waiting outside the entrance, and Nala and Sera were the first to notice him.
A smile lit up the redhead's face as she hurried toward him, launching herself at Archer. He caught the enthusiastic dragon girl.
Her silly embrace made him laugh. Archer leaned down and kissed Sera. Her happiness was evident as she hugged him even tighter.
Once he did that, the others walked over to him and greeted him with a kiss each before Ella spoke. ''What class do you have first?''
''Combat Magic,'' Archer answered the half-elf with a smile. Each girl told him their classes before bidding him farewell as they headed to their lessons.
The day passed swiftly, filled with Archer absorbing the basic knowledge of various subjects.
While what he learned was beneficial to him. Now, Archer was seated in the dining room as he looked around.
Archer's eyes scanned his surroundings. Elaborate artwork adorned the walls, showing people the talent of previous college students.
Several long, polished wooden tables stretched across the hall with enough room for hundreds of students to sit down.
Intricately carved chairs surrounded them. Archer noticed a warm glow of magical lamps illuminating the dining hall, casting a soft and inviting light.
Crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling, refracting the light in dazzling patterns. He sat alone at the expansive dining table, a momentary solitude in the bustling hall.
Soon, all eight girls joined him, their smiles lighting up the hall. The group grew as Lioran took a seat when he appeared in the hall.
The lion sisters Leonora and Nalika trailed behind him. Laughter and friendly banter filled the air as they discussed their day, exchanging stories about their classes.
After that, Archer, Teuila, and Nala said their goodbyes and went to look for Zarina so they could do more quests for the Adventure class.
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Chapter 511 All Eight Girls
Archer stared at the elf and started laughing, which caught the man off guard. Not long after that, he calmed down and asked. ''Is that what they're calling me now? It's a good name.''
The stall owner observed him, his eyes filled with amusement, before breaking into laughter. "So, you're him, huh? The infamous White Prince. Is it true that you've kidnapped twenty princesses and collected them?"
He couldn't help but join in the laughter at the outrageous claim. Archer shook his head in amusement. "No, no, no. It's not twenty princesses. Just ten, my maid who's been with me since I was very young and a general of the Dawnbreaker Legion.
Archer chuckled to himself, contemplating the considerable number of women in his life. He continued, "I still have to tell two kings I've claimed their daughters. It's a busy schedule, you know?"
The stall owner continued to chuckle, shaking his head. "Well, you seem more harmless than the tales suggest. Your food will be done soon, White Prince."
He nodded at the elf, who asked another question. ''Why so many women? Isn't one enough.''
As the lively banter between them stopped, he leaned back in the chair, his attention turning to the bustling street again.
Archer watched Starfall City come to life, and his attention was drawn to a regiment of soldiers marching with discipline down the cobbled street.
The morning sun caught the gleam of their armor, casting a radiant sheen over their formation.
The steady beat of their boots reverberated against the stone. Archer observed their disciplined march and asked the elf, "Have there been more patrols than usual?"
"Yes, young master. Security has been heightened since the recent attacks." The older elf responded.
That's when he saw wagons rolling down the street loaded with various goods and merchandise.
The wheels creaked slightly as they navigated the uneven terrain and were guided by skilled merchants. Amidst the organized chaos, ordinary citizens of the city moved with purpose.
Some hurriedly made their way to workshops, their tools in hand, while others carried bundles of goods for the day's trade.
The street resonated with a harmonious blend of footsteps, greetings, and occasional laughter, forming a daily life symphony.
Rising higher in the sky, the morning sun bathed the scene in a warm, golden glow. The air was crisp, and the city seemed to come alive under the gentle touch of the sunlight.
As Archer sat there, he continued to smell the food the elf was cooking and grew hungry, even though he had eaten breakfast.novelBIn
While sitting there, he got a message from Ella through the bracelet, telling him that Nefertiti and Talila were still sleeping.
He told the half-elf that it was best to leave them in bed as they were ravaged last night and needed the rest.
Archer's answer caused her to giggle, and she told him they were still in the bath and wouldn't be ready for a little while.
Soon after, the stall owner spoke tiredly, "White Prince, your food is done."
Turning to the old elf who wiped sweat off his forehead, Archer stood up and approached the pile of food.
Red and gold banners with a picture of a giant bear fluttered in the wind, displaying sigils that hinted at the ship's origin.
From the books Archer read, he knew the banners were from the Novgorod Empire on the central continent.
Archer stood up from the bench, leaving behind the lively morning sounds as he headed west towards the College of Magic.
After a twenty-minute walk, he reached the western gate and exited, making his way to class. During his journey, he saw other students also walking along the road.
Conversations buzzed around him, snippets of discussions about spells and magical creatures.
Passing through the college entrance, Archer found himself on the main path leading directly to the main building.
Towering spires and grand structures loomed ahead, each housing a different magic subject and classrooms.
Archer spotted the girls waiting outside the entrance, and Nala and Sera were the first to notice him.
A smile lit up the redhead's face as she hurried toward him, launching herself at Archer. He caught the enthusiastic dragon girl.
Her silly embrace made him laugh. Archer leaned down and kissed Sera. Her happiness was evident as she hugged him even tighter.
Once he did that, the others walked over to him and greeted him with a kiss each before Ella spoke. ''What class do you have first?''
''Combat Magic,'' Archer answered the half-elf with a smile. Each girl told him their classes before bidding him farewell as they headed to their lessons.
The day passed swiftly, filled with Archer absorbing the basic knowledge of various subjects.
While what he learned was beneficial to him. Now, Archer was seated in the dining room as he looked around.
Archer's eyes scanned his surroundings. Elaborate artwork adorned the walls, showing people the talent of previous college students.
Several long, polished wooden tables stretched across the hall with enough room for hundreds of students to sit down.
Intricately carved chairs surrounded them. Archer noticed a warm glow of magical lamps illuminating the dining hall, casting a soft and inviting light.
Crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling, refracting the light in dazzling patterns. He sat alone at the expansive dining table, a momentary solitude in the bustling hall.
Soon, all eight girls joined him, their smiles lighting up the hall. The group grew as Lioran took a seat when he appeared in the hall.
The lion sisters Leonora and Nalika trailed behind him. Laughter and friendly banter filled the air as they discussed their day, exchanging stories about their classes.
After that, Archer, Teuila, and Nala said their goodbyes and went to look for Zarina so they could do more quests for the Adventure class.
[If there are any mistakes, point them out, and I'll edit it. Thanks]
Chapter 511 All Eight GirlsArcher stared at the elf and started laughing, which caught the man off guard. Not long after that, he calmed down and asked. ''Is that what they're calling me now? It's a good name.''The stall owner observed him, his eyes filled with amusement, before breaking into laughter. "So, you're him, huh? The infamous White Prince. Is it true that you've kidnapped twenty princesses and collected them?"He couldn't help but join in the laughter at the outrageous claim. Archer shook his head in amusement. "No, no, no. It's not twenty princesses. Just ten, my maid who's been with me since I was very young and a general of the Dawnbreaker Legion.Archer chuckled to himself, contemplating the considerable number of women in his life. He continued, "I still have to tell two kings I've claimed their daughters. It's a busy schedule, you know?"The stall owner continued to chuckle, shaking his head. "Well, you seem more harmless than the tales suggest. Your food will be done soon, White Prince."He nodded at the elf, who asked another question. ''Why so many women? Isn't one enough.''As the lively banter between them stopped, he leaned back in the chair, his attention turning to the bustling street again. Archer watched Starfall City come to life, and his attention was drawn to a regiment of soldiers marching with discipline down the cobbled street.The morning sun caught the gleam of their armor, casting a radiant sheen over their formation.The steady beat of their boots reverberated against the stone. Archer observed their disciplined march and asked the elf, "Have there been more patrols than usual?""Yes, young master. Security has been heightened since the recent attacks." The older elf responded.That's when he saw wagons rolling down the street loaded with various goods and merchandise. The wheels creaked slightly as they navigated the uneven terrain and were guided by skilled merchants. Amidst the organized chaos, ordinary citizens of the city moved with purpose. Some hurriedly made their way to workshops, their tools in hand, while others carried bundles of goods for the day's trade.The street resonated with a harmonious blend of footsteps, greetings, and occasional laughter, forming a daily life symphony.Rising higher in the sky, the morning sun bathed the scene in a warm, golden glow. The air was crisp, and the city seemed to come alive under the gentle touch of the sunlight.As Archer sat there, he continued to smell the food the elf was cooking and grew hungry, even though he had eaten breakfast.novelBInWhile sitting there, he got a message from Ella through the bracelet, telling him that Nefertiti and Talila were still sleeping.He told the half-elf that it was best to leave them in bed as they were ravaged last night and needed the rest.Archer's answer caused her to giggle, and she told him they were still in the bath and wouldn't be ready for a little while. Soon after, the stall owner spoke tiredly, "White Prince, your food is done."Turning to the old elf who wiped sweat off his forehead, Archer stood up and approached the pile of food.Red and gold banners with a picture of a giant bear fluttered in the wind, displaying sigils that hinted at the ship's origin.From the books Archer read, he knew the banners were from the Novgorod Empire on the central continent.Archer stood up from the bench, leaving behind the lively morning sounds as he headed west towards the College of Magic. After a twenty-minute walk, he reached the western gate and exited, making his way to class. During his journey, he saw other students also walking along the road. Conversations buzzed around him, snippets of discussions about spells and magical creatures. Passing through the college entrance, Archer found himself on the main path leading directly to the main building. Towering spires and grand structures loomed ahead, each housing a different magic subject and classrooms.Archer spotted the girls waiting outside the entrance, and Nala and Sera were the first to notice him. A smile lit up the redhead's face as she hurried toward him, launching herself at Archer. He caught the enthusiastic dragon girl.Her silly embrace made him laugh. Archer leaned down and kissed Sera. Her happiness was evident as she hugged him even tighter.Once he did that, the others walked over to him and greeted him with a kiss each before Ella spoke. ''What class do you have first?''''Combat Magic,'' Archer answered the half-elf with a smile. Each girl told him their classes before bidding him farewell as they headed to their lessons.The day passed swiftly, filled with Archer absorbing the basic knowledge of various subjects.While what he learned was beneficial to him. Now, Archer was seated in the dining room as he looked around.Archer's eyes scanned his surroundings. Elaborate artwork adorned the walls, showing people the talent of previous college students.Several long, polished wooden tables stretched across the hall with enough room for hundreds of students to sit down.Intricately carved chairs surrounded them. Archer noticed a warm glow of magical lamps illuminating the dining hall, casting a soft and inviting light.Crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling, refracting the light in dazzling patterns. He sat alone at the expansive dining table, a momentary solitude in the bustling hall. Soon, all eight girls joined him, their smiles lighting up the hall. The group grew as Lioran took a seat when he appeared in the hall. The lion sisters Leonora and Nalika trailed behind him. Laughter and friendly banter filled the air as they discussed their day, exchanging stories about their classes.After that, Archer, Teuila, and Nala said their goodbyes and went to look for Zarina so they could do more quests for the Adventure class.If there are any mistakes, point them out, and I'll edit it. Thanks
