NandoFalske

Victor Shieldman is a skilled retired hunter, the kind with the power to rip the head off a dragon, but who suddenly became a father when an injured woman handed him a child before dying. As he had promised the woman, Victor took care of the child and taught everything he knew to the little girl, who quickly became a Rank-S hunter, the highest level a hunter can reach. However, she had an unshakeable sense of justice and that's probably what caused her to suddenly disappear mysteriously.
Victor then abandoned his life as a tavernkeeper and went to the big city to find the daughter he had adopted, thus discovering his main power as a secondary character: the ability to return from the dead.
Is this new power a blessing from a god? Will Victor always be able to prevent his daughter's death with this power? Or is it a curse in this world full of monsters, calamities, wars and heroes from another world?


Main Tags: Action, Romance, Adventure, R18, Magic, Overpowered, Genius, Antihero, Kingdombuilding, Immortal 
Schedule: 14 chapters/week.
Chapter length: 1000 - 2000 words
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I’m a Immortal Tavernkeeper, But My S-Rank Daughter Doesn’t Know That!

When Victor regained consciousness, he was lying on the floor of the bathroom in his room, breathing hard and in a cold sweat.

The headache had subsided, but the memories still echoed in his mind like some kind of distant echo.

"Why am I remembering all this just now?" Victor asked himself, confused as to why memories he hadn't thought about for a long time were bubbling up in his mind.

Suddenly, a light tap on the door interrupted his thoughts as he stood up.

Victor took a deep breath and went to the door, still a little dizzy, leaning on the furniture and the walls of the room.

Opening the door to his room, Victor saw a kind-looking lady with gray hair and complacent eyes.

"Good morning, Mr. Victor. How are you feeling?" she asked in a soft voice, entering the room with a tray containing a steaming mug of tea and some freshly baked rolls.

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