Reincarnated With Three Unique Skills - Chapter 250 Royal Marriage Proposal

Izan, a Spanish-Japanese boy who lived with his mother and sister in the heart of Valencia played for the Valencia academy since he could remember.As life fucks as all, Izan found himself being laid off by his club for being talentless.Frustrated, Izan runs around his local pitch, trying to get the news off his mind.As fate would have it, Izan gets struck by lightning which gives him a system.Izan with the system embarks on a journey to becoming 'THE' god of football.We all know he can and probably will but how does he get there?

After transmigrating into the Marvel-DC multiverse, he, once an ordinary person, has now become a world-renowned mercenary and assassin.Things have changed. Should he become a righteous hero, or continue his dark profession?“Don't use such shallow concepts like good and evil to judge me. I only do what I want.”Suddenly, the protagonist appeared behind the author of this synopsis, punched him, and sent him flying.“The truth is simple. I am the death knell that rings in everyone's ears!”

After being abandoned by her long time boyfriend on their wedding day, Rachael lost all her faith in love and relationships. But that changed when she met Andrew again.

With no hope of finding love again in her life, Rachael agreed to marry her father's best friend's son, Andrew Collins. But little did she know fate had different plans for her.

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Excerpt:

Holding his drunk wife in his arms, Andrew kicked the bedroom door open.

When he placed her in the bed, Rachael slowly opened her eyes. “Are we home?”

“Yes.” Taking her heels off, he covered her with the quilt. “I'll get you some warm water.” But before he could get up, she grabbed his hand.

“What happened? Do you want something else?”

Kicking the quilt off, she crawled in his lap. Placing one hand on his cheek and the other at the back of his neck, she inched closer. “Andrew—”

“Hmm?”

“I think I am falling for you, what should I do?”

Until he became the lowest-ranked master, his lonely and luckless life never changed.

Suddenly one day, a descendant injected him with a nanomachine, and the machine started ‘speaking’ to him.

“What? What are you talking about?”

This was beyond the boy’s knowledge, he turned pale.

The Nanomachine linked to his cerebrum realized the User was not understanding a single word it said.

“Who are you, and why are you doing this to me?”

“Nano Mashin?”

The boy’s face hardened.

Mashin was the deity the Mashin Religion worshipped, along with the Sacred Fire.

The religions’ Master communicated with Mashin.

“Um, are you really Mashin?”

The boy knelt down and asked with a trembling voice. At this, the Nanomachine attached to his cerebrum realized it had been misunderstood.