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The Lord Is Too Overbearing

In this world, human are in peril. 72 Obelisks suddenly appeared out of nowhere, infecting the world with Monsters. Amongst this chaos, people look for hope. A man named Basil Pacifer is the humanity's hope. He is the strongest Mage alive at that point. Sadly, he believes in no man, and he always moves alone. ... Basil observes the unfolding scene bitterly. He is aware of his impending doom, however he has no grudge. He has lived long enough to achieve things people can only dream about. Looking back to his past, he realized his life is nothing more than a sad story. Closing his eyes, he accepted his end — or so he thought. ... "Look at me! What do you see?" "Regrets." "Don't you want to undo it?" "Tell me what the offer is." Thus, Basil Pacifer returned to the past, being his younger self once again. Of course, he returned back with something. ... [Ding!] [Guide to Omniscience is successfully merged with The Chosen One] [Analyzing The Chosen One's mental capability...] [Analyzation Complete!] [Result: The Chosen One is retarded] [Initiate Brain Configuration!] No matter how useless the golden finger he received seems, he will reach a higher height than his last life. This time, he will completely erase any regrets he has! --- Disclaimer: I'm too broke to make my own Cover. Therefore, I'm borrowing the masterpiece of AnatoFinnstark from DeviantArt (title: The Cold of Eternity).

Frona_Gorgophone · Fantasy
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490 Chs

Fortescher County

Everyone was stunned into silence. All of them were baffled of Basil's quick decision. He didn't even defend himself, nor did he show any indignation about it; he merely accepted it.

Nicholas was petty, however he wasn't stupid enough to ignore such quick a response from Basil. While he was thinking of what was Basil scheming, Irene and Shirley were worried that Basil had just made a haste decision out of his indignation.

"Very well. I will give you the money enough to afford an inn."

At last, Nicholas broke the silence. Basil didn't even give him a glance as he moved away from the dinner table. He was going to pack his things up.

"I do not need any money from you. I have been doing fine without your support for all of these years."

"This brat...!"

After a quick jab at Nicholas, Basil, with Deacon in tow, left the dining room. Nicholas was fuming. His face was red, however he tried his best to calm himself down.