MTL - Essential Accomplishments of A Perfect White Moonlight - Chapter 71 Ann can tell if I'm male or female 14

I arrived in a world of swords and magic, only to find out my unique job is “Penny Candy Store Owner”?!

Well, that’s fine by me. I hate fighting anyway……

Supporting rookie adventurers with snacks that have mysterious powers, and maybe even winning the heart of a yandere witch along the way, let’s do our best!

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This novel is also known as I Can Bring In-game Items Out

I am an ordinary person, just a supernatural being who has awakened my personal space.

When the second world of the overwhelming holographic game hits, in the game, the protagonist took out the mineral water in his personal space and took a sip before covering himself up.

This, this seems to be in the game?

Since then, items in the game can be brought out, and items outside can be brought in, and the life of the protagonist has undergone earth-shaking changes.

Flying into the sky and fleeing the earth, what is it like to cast beans into soldiers, holding a Pangu ax and stepping on the Zhuxian sword is nothing but ordinary.

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Discovering that his wife was cheating on him with his superior, Jonathan Hayes was put on the combat list by his superior, a list that had already been concluded weeks ago.Wanting to survive from the war and come back to get his revenge on his wife and his superior, Jonathan was killed in the battlefield.Instead of going to heaven like every good man should, Jonathan woke up five years back in time, before his country was captured by the enemy, due to the help of his country's corrupt leaders. Jonathan knew his job immediately he realized what had happened to him. To liberate his country from getting captured again, and to get his revenge on his cheating wife and his superior.He had guessed correctly, but there was more to it. He not only went back in time, he woke up in a parallel world where magic was present. His job was not only to rescue his country from getting captured again, his job was to become the first warlord of the world. The first king of the whole world.[Congratulations, you have been rewarded with two unique skills from God]

They say opposite attracts, that's a lie. Opposites kill each other!When a hot blood meets another hot blood, things are bound to get burnt.That is exactly what happens when the pompous and prideful elven princess, Neriah of the Avelah Kingdom is forced to marry the brash dragon Prince, Barak of the Trago Kingdom.Neriah's goal is to someday break away from her marriage and run away with the love of her life, Lyle of the Niles. While Barak will do everything to keep her as a wife.Neriah is certain she's in love with another, but she's also certain that no one can ignite the kind of passion her husband brings. Her husband who she hates more than anything.Can the flames of passion be drawn from hate? Can that same passion burn down the walls of lies, betrayal, and hurt? Can its ashes transcend into love?Excerpt“I am a rose, a beautiful flower, delicate and precious! But you my dear sir are nothing but the thorny stem! Prickly, dangerous and very harmful!” ranted Neriah while poking his chest with her index finger.“Well you seem to forget one important detail, my love.” He calmly grabbed her poking hand.“And what would that be, my fine sir?”“That the thorny stem and the rose grow together. The delicate rose and the prickly thorn, they belong together my dear.”“You—”“And no amount of ranting and raging will change that. You think I want to keep a witch like you? You are a pain in the neck. If I am a thorn then you are a piece of fish bone stuck inside my neck. I cannot swallow and I can not spit it out! I just have to bear it!”“You insolent bastard! Do you mean to say I am a burden!”“Well you are no precious prize, are you?”And that was it, she threw herself at him with her claws ready to mar his face, but he was quicker and he caught both her hands with one of his own and pressed her heaving chest upon his. Golden eyes stared deep into hers. They were as green as the fresh leaves on an orange tree.His fingers caressed her face, “You might not be a precious prize, but by the heavens, you are mine.” And his lips fell on hers, and once again, another argument was drowned.