Novel & Cerita Spare Me Great Lord Characters

He nodded and hurried away. "Lord Ralph? Welcome," Grace's voice said behind me, making me spin. Grace is an older human female who Colbert suddenly takes as a mother. She was the chief servant in his castle and gave him all that humane advice. It was ridiculous because I could never trust a human that way. "Grace," I called in a stiff voice.

which practically means our family is one of the most respected in the supernatural world, the other creatures like the vampires, pixies, gnomes, chimeras, banshees, dragons and so many others, even some low lives demon knew not to mess with us. Grand lord Arthur is what my great grand Dadis addressed as, he is a proud man at the old age of 103 and still does not look a year above 60 years old while my grand Dadis already long gone, was killed during the war of balance that was between most, if not all the supernatural creatures.

“Nope. Not a single one.” He sighs dramatically, placing a reassuring hand back on my shoulder, and points them out one by one, giving a quick run-down. “Alright. That miserable-looking one there is Elder Corvin—the one who permanently looks like he swallowed a whole, unripe lemon. Next to him is the perpetually silent Elder Theon. Then that younger-looking one, with the sharp, hawk-like eyes, that’s Darius. The silver-haired woman beside him is Lyra, the brunette with the judging eyes is Selene, and the one with the dark hair and the consistently sharper tongue is Mira.”

Lord Gordon will come for you, and you'll regret everything you've done so far.” One of the rogues blurted. The name piqued my interest, I rose up. “Gordon? Who is this Gordon person and who declared him a Lord?” “He is the great Rogue leader, Your kind already tried to challenge him and he was barely breathing when Lord Gordon was done with him.” The rogue replied. “They must be talking about Beta Bron. And this Gordon person, what does he look like? Does he have a scar on his left eyebrow?” Garfield eagerly asked.

"Congratulations. You're free of the Abate debt." "Yes." There was a long pause. "Sera." His voice was odd. "Look at me." I looked. Dante's face was pale. His gray eyes were wide, almost lost. He looked nothing like the dangerous underboss I'd first met. "I screwed up," he said. "With you. With everything. I thought I was keeping you safe. I thought I was playing a long game. But all I did was push you away." "Yes." "If I asked you to stay—really asked, no games, no power plays—would you?"

Finally, when Darryl panicked and scrambled to defend himself, one of the Six Tribulation Lords found the right opportunity to ambush him and sealed Darryl's acupoints! That was the Lord Destructor. His other companions were Phantom, Wind, Killer, Lock, Annihilate; Lord Destructor was the third among them. Darryl could not react at all. His body could not move at that instant. He stared at the Six Tribulations; he was surprised and angry. "Gentlemen, we have not met and do not know each other. Why—" Lord Destructor interrupted him coldly. "Stop the rubbish talk; Saint Fire Palace Sect has a score to settle with you. Follow us obediently."

"Never." "No. Not a puppet," he said, his hands still held on tight on her shoulder. His eyes widened with excitement. This was it. He would finally be another step closer to his goal. "You are going to visit Helen, hear her out. Listen," he said, calling her already divided attention. "Hey, hey, Lord Tobin is powerful and we can't do anything to stop him. But who else is more powerful than even Lord Tobin himself?" He asked and didn't even needed to hear her say out her reply. "Exactly. You can do this, I just know that." He straightened his posture and added a little seriousness in his glare, then he brought his hand to his stomach as he lowered his neck to a bow. "Your majesty." Fiora's e

the Lord commanded, clicking his tongue as he did so. "I stumbled upon a scene of some group of people trying to murder two people…" he whispered. "For certain, I do not want to enter the bloodshed. But I was slightly curious. One of the target in the assassination, they didn't seem to be a human at all." Charlotte who had been on the lord's lap pushed herself to straighten her back, her face confused. The stoic Marcellus who never changed his expression also appeared shocked. Other than humans, there would only be— them.

Grand Hart Lord fled, leaving Alexander to tend to the injured prisoners before returning to Ol' Mare. At home, he found both sides of his family gathered, sharing a moment of happiness and harmony. This peaceful scene starkly contrasted with the chaos outside, where Grand Hart Lord's actions grew increasingly bold, leading to a rising number of victims worldwide. Acting like a madman, Grand Hart Lord seemed utterly indifferent to the destruction he wrought. Due to the escalating crisis, the Temple of War intervened, eliminating many of Grand Hart Lord's subordinates but failing to dismantle his core operations. Consequently, Grand Hart Lord became more cautious, relocating his base camp abr

Sheldon did not expect that Charlie would ask him about Leonardo, who had already been dead for twenty years. He subconsciously said, “Yes… But Leonardo Waldron has already been dead for twenty years… What does he have to do with Ten Thousand Armies?” Charlie laughed and said, “The lord of Ten Thousand Armies is Leonardo Waldron’s son. His name is Porter Waldron. You should still remember him, right?” “What?!” Sheldon was shocked as if he had just been struck by lightning, and he said out loud, “Porter, he… he actually became the lord of Ten Thousand Armies?!”