Jujutsushi Wa Yuusha Ni Narenai - Chapter 12: Futaba Meiko part.3

5 years after the world changed, the final boss appeared.

The top five players in the world, including Specter Seo Jun-ho, finally defeated the Frost Queen…

But they fell into a deep slumber.

25 years passed.

“A second floor? It didn’t end when the Frost Queen died?

Specter awakes from his slumber.

My whole life, all I wanted was power.

I churned the world into rivers of blood and eventually gained the title, “Demon Lord of Strength”. However, all this became useless when I lost to a party of heroes.

But what can a loser say? As I laid dying, I was forced to listen to the hero’s gibberish:

“If you are born again, I hope that you will live a kind life!”

But huh? When I opened my eyes again, I was back in the past.

“What do I have to do to live a kind life?”

This is the beginning of an ex-Demon Lord’s journey to live a kind

# mastermind

Tang Wen was transmigrated to the Da Chu dynasty and became a deadbeat noble and the lord of an abandoned island.

Fortunately, he had the Landlord System and was able to return to the modern era. After making his first pot of gold, he returned to the dynasty to make even more money.

He built waterways, expanded farms to plant herbs, and raised tigers and red-crowned cranes.

“I have to build roads as well… I can keep coming back and forth between two different times to make money, but I need more people to work for me…”

“Come and work for me. I can provide food and shelter. I even have pills for you to get stronger and I can even help you find the love of your life. Become my slave.”

Just like that, millions of people started to work for Tang Wen.

“Sir, don’t you know? Almost 80% of Linghai County now belongs to Tang Wen.”

“My liege! Tang Wen has taken almost all of our land…”

As Tang Wen’s influence started to spread even further, he said, “I don’t know how big my land is. All I know is that I have a new title, the Landlord.”

In the era of steam and mystery, becoming a correspondence student at the Thaumatology Academy was something Shad never thought of.

A whispering voice rang in my ears, who was reciting the poems of foreigners——

The old gods and aliens,

When the brassy rings of fate turn,

The golden runes are flickering.

steam surge,

the fire flickers,

Relic echoes,

The old gods revived.

The outstretched hand after the thick fog,

Pull back the hazy curtain of the crazy age.

Guests from afar explore the lands of the Old Continent,

Striking the melody of the next era.

Came here through the gate of time,

Shad put down his suitcase,

Look at the silvery moonlight overhead.

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