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Confess System: Picking Up Girls After Girls, Try Not to Get Killed!

【Brain battles + leveling up + girls chasing + mild suspenseful reasoning. 】 "I can read minds and I understand psychology. I can identify everything and even predict my own death. However, if no girl confesses to me every 30 days, I will die. The good news is, I've successfully picked up many girls. The bad news is, the girls who can't have me are starting to go to extremes. If anyone sees this message, please call an ambu——#$%^&*(……" --- steady update. 2 chapters per day xD

POWER_ · Fantasy
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321 Chs

Manic of Splurt

In his wildest dreams, Splurt never imagined that the conservative old Oleg would bring the "Blaze Steed" to the battlefield.

That was the coveted "Secret Saber: Blaze Steed" he longed for!

— (There can be no mistake... those sinister flames... that blade hot enough to slice through iron armor...)

Splurt inserted his finger into his mouth, gnawing on it like a madman.

Since the "Blaze Steed" had appeared, there was no need to capture hostages to threaten Oleg any longer; all that remained was to seize the "Blaze Steed" for himself!

Splurt's strategy suddenly simplified; he had originally planned to abduct that young fox-girl named Emilia, who was said to be regarded as a granddaughter by Oleg.

Now, seizing the blade was precisely what Splurt enjoyed!

"You've worked hard, Serpent King; rest now."

With a wave of his wand, Splurt dismissed the Ash Serpent, conserving his magic energy.