ShadowBound: The Need For Power - Chapter 572: My Own Personal Gains

“Here you go, this is your wage for the week.”After passing over a small pouch, the woman with her legs crossed behind the desk casually made a 'Check' in a notebook and then, without looking up, waved her hand to dismiss him and said:“Remember to file your taxes... Next!”“Wait a minute!”After pouring out the coins from the pouch and looking at the eight large and one small, totaling nine filthy coins in his palm, Leon couldn't help but widen his eyes in shock, almost wanting to pounce on her and fight to the death right there and then.“Damn it! I just repelled the evil god who was trying to erode the world this Tuesday! You bastard even wants to deduct the salary of the savior?”

Ceres, a magic swordman who has been treated as a burden in the party, is finally dismissed by Zect, the hero and leader of the party. He realized that all of his childhood friends belonged to Zect and there was nowhere for him to stay, so he decided to go off on his own…

However, he’s actually a reincarnated person and used to be much older, so he didn’t really bear it that much when he was expelled.

And he was… well, from here on out, you’ll have to read on to find out.

The Divine Doctor's soul transmigrated into a female-dominated dynasty, where the original owner had an infamous reputation for cruelty and left behind a mess.Her house was empty, the thatched cottage leaked rain, and the grain bin was already bottoming out. Faced with her handsome husband and then glancing at her own homely appearance, she dashed on the grand avenue toward becoming a Steel Teeth Rabbit!Dare to covet her husband? Beat them up, there's nothing that can't be solved with fists! If there is, just keep on beating!Poor? Utilize Medical Skill, fragrances, textiles, fine food, wineries, get into business, open shops, hire workers, but wait a minute...Why does one after another always make a fuss about running away from home?Good, this time she'll be the one to skip out and let him worry, hmph!

He fell, but he did not die.At least, not in the way he expected.The world he hated spat him out into another, a place where the sky bleeds, where gods are fractured, and where names weigh heavier than lives.Here, he is someone else.Someone cursed.Someone forgotten.Yet in the ruins of memory and the echo of laughter that was never his, a strange truth coils:that death is not an ending,but a beginning far crueler.A book without pages.A family without love.A body that doesn’t belong to him,and a voice in the dark that whispers of eternity.