Crusader King - Chapter 128: Beneath the Statue(13)

【A novel of favoritism, dual power, Tarot cards, and treating scum as they deserve!】Ten years of marriage, ten years of devotion.She poured all her talent and emotions, only to be repaid with a premeditated fire in the end.Tortured by her husband and betrayed by her best friend.Turns out, everyone around her was acting.Before her rebirth, she was a renowned talented lady in Capital City.After her rebirth, she became famous in Capital City as......an imbecile!Moreover, she turned into a destitute rich lady, at the mercy of others.Timid, weak, useless, incompetent, those were the labels plastered on her.As she opened her eyes once again, youth bloomed, she was back as herself!This life, she returns with a golden finger!With a Tarot deck, she maneuvers through the whole wealthy circle!**Unparalleled young master, he is the renowned yet enigmatic head of the Mo family in Capital City.He is also a demon carrying a curse.Controlling life and death, dominating fate, he is the powerful leader of the Superpower World.Such overwhelming authority and stunning looks make countless girls flock towards him.One is a humble and cowardly rich idiot, the other is a widely-known 'demon' carrying a curse in Capital City.The collision of water and fire, an interweave of cold and hot.No one knows who finally succumbs to whom in the end.**Late on, the aloof head of the Mo family, who never took an interest in women, suddenly announced his high-profile marriage.The whole country was in uproar, numerous young girls torn apart.After the marriage, he transforms into a perfect husband, loving his wife dearly and obeying her every wish.【Micro Drama】A certain woman (with a cold face): “Mr. Mo is so rich and powerful, I, a humble girl, dare not add to any burden.”The corner of a certain man's mouth curled into a meaningful curve.The woman was so frightened that she immediately took a step back: “What, what, what are you going to do?”......【Quotes from Mr. Mo】*You should know, in this world, besides me, nobody else is worthy to stand by your side.*If this prosperous era ended, I could still reestablish one! But her, there’s only one in the world, I, can’t afford to gamble!*It's just money. I've even given her my life, so let's just waste away.

Qin Nuo transmigrated into the Great Zhou dynasty, becoming the dim-witted Ninth Prince. As if it’s not enough to be a female transmigrating into a male, (s)he thought that (s)he could just enjoy a life of drinking, eating, and being merry–but no. He ended up being pushed to do something way beyond his abilities and entered the fight for the throne. Internally there is strife among brothers, and a powerful official with great authority; externally there are foreign powers looking to invade, and the discontent of the people that is boiling over. How is he supposed to pave a path through this mess both domestically and abroad? It’s hard to be emperor, and even harder to be a good emperor! This is a story about an emperor farming. While others are farming a field, he’s farming a whole imperial court.

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I wasn’t supposed to awaken. I didn’t have a System. I didn’t have power. I was just another nobody trying not to die.Then I fell, into something ancient.Now I’ve been chosen by a Trial that wasn’t meant for me.If I survive, I won’t just awaken.I’ll become something the world was never ready for.One of the Primordials.

Euri was quite passionate about wanting to become a perfect corporate slave.But after being forced to explore the sentient game infesting his miniscreen, Euri realized that he had stumbled upon an opportunity anyone on the planet would kill for. While the entire human civilization on Planet Nen struggled to deal with the superior lifeforms plaguing the extraterrestrial planes beyond their world, Euri could compete with them all for power by just playing this game!A side-gig that didn’t conflict with his dream of climbing the corporate ladder—how generous can fortune be to bequeath this opportunity to him.Transcending the spatial laws, transcending human notion of cultivation, transcending the rules of Cosmic Development Bureau, Euri began a series of crazy experiments that could perhaps destroy the millennia-spanning schemes of the most advanced civilizations controlling the macrocosm.When interrogated about this fiasco, Euri answered the way a perfect corporate slave should. “Full credit for this goes to my boss, who provided me with the opportunity...”