Peace Order - Chapter 815 - 100: Wind! Wind! Strong Wind!_2

For ten years, Ryn lived in quiet exile with his wife Mira, far from a world overrun by supervillains. But when the flames of chaos reignite, he’s forced to return to the battlefield, stronger and deadlier than ever.By his side is Mira, his unwavering partner—devoted, ruthless, and hiding a darkness Ryn can't see.Enemies rise, old ghosts return, and war looms on the horizon. Ryn seeks justice, while Mira seeks to protect him... even if it means drowning the world in blood.Let them come.

I’m Kuna, a former countess’s daughter, working at the café of the Adventurers’ Guild “Shield of the Silver Wolf.” Together with my Carbuncle, Lulu, I spend my days serving customers with special drinks infused with healing power!One day, a customer from my own White Wolf tribe visits…With the newly joined companions, I find myself facing my family, who is trying to take me back to the Kingdom of Aluda!The happiness everyone in the guild has given me—I will protect it this time!This is a life-reversal story filled with fluffiness and healing power!

Humanity’s immortal path has been severed. Absorbing spiritual energy directly was no longer an option.While humans despaired, ghosts thrived. With their connection to the other side, they grew stronger by the day, turning humans into nothing more than prey and livestock.But to every rule, there is an exception.“That’s why, my son, if you ever see the man with the straw hat… run as fast as you can.” — Mamma Ghost.“But Mommy… aren’t humans weak? Aren’t they just our food?” — Ghost Boy.Mamma Ghost sighed, looking at her fatherless son with pity.“Ah, child… your father thought the same.”Feng Fan never wanted this life. He never asked for this mission. But fate had other plans.Witness his journey as he ascends to immortality and restores humanity’s lost Dao.“In this universe, there is no ghost I can’t seal!”#tsundere #transmigration #r18 #no-harem #horror

At the end of the story, I found myself in the body of a hidden villain, betraying the heroines. Since I’m not particularly concerned about the end of the world, I’m calmly waiting for the finale… “You’re the only one who truly appreciated my painting of the boa.” “When I make plans to meet you at four, my heart starts racing at three... is this what they call being tamed?” For some reason, the heroines are starting to take an interest in me.