Anti Netotare Villian - Chapter 54: Aftermath.

This game has two choices: become a reincarnated hero in another world or receive a duty as a god who guides such people. A man chooses the latter and becomes Raymund, the god of hope. He was tasked to send heroes to grant people's prayers in the mortal world.

After his heroes complete various missions, Raymund can choose a new one from the afterlife. That means he can make a harem of badass women!

A gorgeous formidable warrior? A cute loli wizard? A sexy ninja, maybe? Or perhaps a lovely woman with a unique job class? The possibilities are endless.

However, getting his heroines to complete missions is no easy feat. Raymund still had to think hard and make the right decisions.

So, will Raymund and his women be able to answer those prayers?

[Rebirth back to the era of ambiguous death with the bosses]
In her previous life, Jiang Xuening was a standard Mary Su. For the sake of the queen’s throne, she hooked up everywhere and messed with others.
When falling in love with the emperor, the rebel is a backup;
When falling in love with a student, the husband is a backup;
When falling in love with the boss, the subordinate is the backup tire;
When dating a woman, a man is a backup…?
Every day is a Shura field! (wrong)
Anyway, no matter who is the emperor, she will be the queen!
The men thought they had walked into a silly, sweet heart, but they didn’t expect to walk into the fish pond of a scumbag girl, and this woman also worked part-time as Neptune.
Later the palace changed.
she died.
God gave her a second chance.
She vowed to make amends.
I never expected that when I was reborn and [already] started messing around, there was no time to change it! ! !
Jiang Xuening was furious: The thief is playing tricks! My aunt was born with eight legs! Believe it or not, I got angry [beep——]
Myocardial infarction in the sky: what if the ship capsizes again?
Jiang Xuening’s indifferent face: cold salad.
Well, it’s all talk.
How can we break up safely without offending the bosses?
So difficult o(╥﹏╥)o

Remark:
1. HE, 1V1;
2. Su Su Su Su Su Wen, write with a keyboard, don’t come in and scold me;
3. Weibo @Window 时镜.

Content tags: Mistakes, time travel, palace fighting, rebirth
Search keywords: Protagonist: Jiang Xuening ┃ Supporting roles: Xie Wei, Zhang Zhe, Yan Lin, You Fangyin, Shen Zhiyi, Zhou Yinzhi, Xiao Dingfei, Shen Jie ┃ Others: Fang Fei, Su

- Description from novelbuddy

The previous life is nothing but a joke. Being used completely then abandoned mercilessly. How can I be this stupid to not even notice such an obvious scam? Fortunately, I can have a second chance with my rebirth. Sister, Brother Yi and whoever mistreated me in my previous life, are you ready for my revenge and the counterattack of a princess?

[COMPLETE] Can a royal Romeo and Juliet find their happy ending?

Ayleth, Princess of Zenithra, is secretly trained in hand-to-hand combat, and collects swear words she doesn't know how to use. During the Festival of Peace, in which every royal son on the continent will be at the castle for a month, she is instructed by her parents to find a husband. Yet, Ayleth has never even been kissed—until the very first ball, when she meets the man in the Lion mask.

Etan is a seasoned warrior, and the Prince of Summitras. He attends the Festival hoping to find a powerful wife who will help him conquer the dark sorcery of their bloodsworn enemies, the Kingdom of Zenithra. But at the very first ball, he discovers the masked woman who captures his heart is the Heir to the evil empire.

Ayleth and Etan face an impossible battle. Will their love survive? Or will their parents' dark dealings keep them apart forever?

[Mature content. No sexual violence.]

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“You…” She stepped back. Then back again, her mouth dropped open. “You… You cannot be…”

“I am,” Etan said, and his hair raked back as he pushed his mask off his handsome face. So handsome her heart raced.

His hair was ebony black, his skin a warm brown that threatened to fade in in the winter months. He stared at her with glittering green eyes, over high cheekbones and a noble nose, his jaw tight and shadowed this late in the day. His chin was high over the pillar of his neck that she’d just touched with its hard lines and steel strength, so different to her own. And his chest... She gasped and covered her eyes. She’d humiliated herself revealing her stupid, childish curiosity.

“No, Ayleth. This changes nothing.”

“How can you say that? It changes everything!” She was horrified to realize she was crying.

“Ayleth, please.” His voice cracked on the plea and she stared at him, shoving her mask up and off, despite how it would pull her hair out of the beautiful twist the maid had managed for her.

His eyes locked on hers and she couldn’t think. She couldn’t breathe.

She had met her One. And he was the son of her bloodsworn enemy.

She stared at him as he stepped forward again, offering both hands, palm up. “Touch me,” he whispered. “Hold my hands. This is real, Ayleth. I don’t know how it happened, but this is real. Please don’t deny it.”

She couldn’t resist. She raised a trembling hand to his cheek, letting her palm catch on the scruff of his jaw. He blew out a breath and put his hand over hers, and that jolt that happened whenever they touched shivered through her again.

“Please, Ayleth.”

“I cannot deny it,” she whispered.