In Love With My Fierce Farming Wife! - Chapter 155: Unexpected_1

The heroic person, with the ambition of the jackal, is a heroic person.

Astur Bader: The Brood of Alienation and Flesh, Lord of Death and Slavery.

When the two coexist together and wake up in the world of “ONE PIECE”, these heroes will rise together, and the magnificent sea will bury many bones. It is to become a pirate, to follow the current, to stand on the top of the tide; or to start from A tiny navy, hitting the water in mid-stream, conquering the wind and thunder of the four seas.

The pirate is realistic, the golden finger is the mother’s nest, similar to the nest of the interstellar zerg tyrants, and will gradually establish a base, the BOSS-type protagonist, does not follow the ship, and gradually climbs to the top by means of tricks, not smearing the straw hat group is only this, Enemy or friend only depends on the protagonist’s position at the time. There are right and wrong, but it is more beneficial. Realism is to create and restore the most real and cruel face of the pirate world on the basis of animation.

You can read it even if you haven’t read the original, it doesn’t matter.

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- Description from novelbuddy

Before her rebirth, Wei Luo was an innocent little girl.

Humanity’s first 8th Class Mage.

Betrayed, he traveled back 30 years into the past.

The story follows Ian Page, archmage and the first man to break through the 6th class, then through the 7th and become the most powerful mage, an 8th class mage.

After a lifetime of war and killing, the continent was finally unified thanks to his efforts. Now, old, his wish is to live the rest of his life in peace and try to find salvation for all the blood he spilled. However, his old friend, maddened by paranoia, couldn’t tolerate someone so powerful, so he betrayed Ian and killed him.

In his last breath, he cast a time magic that allowed him to travel back to when he was a young boy. With all the knowledge he previously had, he decided to do things better so he could end with less regrets.

For twenty years since his soul had transmigrated, Bailuo thought this was an ordinary world, until one day, a black leather book appeared in his mind.“Is there magic in this world?”Facing Bailuo’s question, his uncle remained unwavering as he said, “No.”“But there are miracles.”“What are miracles?”“A sword that can release flames, a pot that can pour out gold, a beautiful girl grown from a fruit.”The uncle said, “Controlling the mist, bringing the storm, commanding the thunder.”“Magic!”Bailuo raised his hand and pointed, “This is definitely magic!”“No.”His uncle said, “These are truly miracles.”Years later, when Bailuo looked upon the nation he had built with his own hands, that magnificent and majestic sight, he agreed with what his uncle had said all those years ago, “This is a miracle…”