Silavin
Stories
13
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5.2 M
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The Su River lay calm as a mirror, reflecting the green hills and clear waters on both banks. Ripples drifted across the river, disturbing the sea of withered yellow reeds. A small bamboo raft drifted along the river toward Gusu County City, passing by quiet water villages hidden in the peaceful countryside. It was winter, and the vast fields stretched endlessly, blanketed in a layer of frost under the cold, desolate sky. Su Chen felt his stomach growling with hunger. He finished the…-
280.7 K • Ongoing
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Su Chen rowed a small bamboo raft loaded with a basket filled with fish and shrimp, heading toward an old fishing boat docked along the riverbank of Zhou Village. His excited little face was flushed as he returned to the old fishing boat to see his father and mother. Mist shrouded the riverside at dawn, revealing only a few scattered fishermen’s lights against the gloomy backdrop. Along one of the riverbanks in Zhou Village, the old fishing vessel belonging to the Su family was docked.…
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280.7 K • Ongoing
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Translator: StarReader Winter. The full moon had already risen early, and as it set, dawn was approaching. At this time, Zhou Village, a water village, was still immersed in a dense morning mist, visible only as a vague outline. The riverbank was silent, with the cold wind cutting like a knife. In a nest of dead branches, a crow lay huddled, occasionally letting out a cry that pierced through the night, adding to the somber night. Su Chen propelled himself along on a small bamboo raft, his…
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280.7 K • Ongoing
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According to Nomani, they were a clan living in a region of the neighboring country. They were mostly self-sufficient, but that alone wasn’t enough to survive, so they also worked as mercenaries or spies. —However, when peaceful times arrived, mercenary work declined. On top of that, they were driven out of their original land and scattered. “…Therefore, we would like you to provide a place for the clan to live.” Hearing this, Edward thought to himself that if it were up…-
68.4 K • Ongoing
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“Edward! I found the squad you requested!” “Seriously? You’re way too competent!” Edward cried back in response to Beffa’s report, overflowing with joy. “Mr. Calogero’s evaluation is gray, but since they’re former mercenary group members and currently help out as an informants, I explained that we should take that into account! There are some conditions, but I think it’s not bad!” Beffa answered promptly. Edward furrowed his brow slightly at…
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68.4 K • Ongoing
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Beffa’s encounter with that informant was the result of his father’s unreasonable demands since childhood. If he failed, his enraged father would subject him to severe punishment. And then he would lament theatrically, ‘I cannot face my master. I must die to atone.’ At the time, Beffa had truly wished he would die. No, even now he still thought so. That day, the punishment was especially brutal—whipped, beaten, kicked, and finally cast out with the words, ‘A…
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68.4 K • Ongoing
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When Edward carried Sylvia into the library, Calogero and Beffa were already there. Calogero raised one eyebrow at the sight of Edward carrying Sylvia, but when he saw that Sylvia was in good spirits, he prompted Beffa as if nothing was unusual. “So, what happened?” Beffa gestured toward the back as if to guide them. “In fact, I think you’ll understand if you see it. Could you come this way?” Beffa led them toward the shelves at the back. “When I looked at the books…
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Exploration and renovation inside the castle did not progress very well. First of all, there was no free time. The manpower shortage was improved by senior servants from the neighboring country, but that only worked because of the peculiar nature of the fortress, and in terms of scale it was still far from enough. In particular, Edward and Calogero held irreplaceable positions, so they rarely had any time to spare. Sylvia herself would not mind going with whichever maid was attending her…
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68.4 K • Ongoing
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The master raised his head as if trying to pull himself together and said to the stunned Katio. “Katio. Starting tomorrow, you’re entering the workshop.” Katio was astonished. It was true that he had been trained to some extent as the heir to the workshop. But he had always relied entirely on Gina and had never properly apprenticed. Even with the clothing shops they had business with, he could only manage superficial connections. The master had originally possessed the…
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