Lost Contact in the World of Type-Moon
Chapter 717

Maybe This Is What They Mean by a Sudden Disaster

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Since emotions were not something one could obtain simply by killing enemies, Raphael could not put her race's motto into practice. Even so, she had discovered something quite interesting in it.

Compared to slowly developing feelings and reproducing, what could be more interesting than snatching love away from someone else?

With thought processes clearly different from ordinary people's, Raphael naturally sidled a step closer to a certain someone, pressing herself against his arm with the air of a delicate little bird nestled against him.

"Hey, hey, hey, I'm going home. If you keep this up, I won't have any dinner."

The young man, who felt that if Ereshkigal saw this, he would definitely be eating dirt tonight, was quite troubled.

"Hehe~, you don't need to mind me. I'm just here to record your life. I won't interfere with it."

The Winged Species girl, who seemed to have awakened a rather incredible trait, smiled sweetly.

P.S.: The third book will probably pass review tomorrow. Let's briefly tally everyone's opinions on it.

Mostly posting lewd pictures.

Mostly posting silly memes.

Maybe This Is What They Call a Disaster Falling from the Sky

The Human Race settlement where Li Zihan was temporarily staying lay deeper within the snow-sealed forest, at the foot of a jagged rocky mountain, inside a concealed cave.

Not particularly fond of the Goblin Race's architectural style, the young man had refused to live in Forge God Okan's palace. As he stepped across the thick layer of spirit husks piled on the ground, they made sounds like snow crunching beneath his feet.

"As you can see, this is the Human Race's largest gathering place, and where I'm temporarily staying."

Having switched his panel back to human, the young man introduced his temporary residence to the girl behind him.

"From the

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