The Harem of A Rustic Veterinarian - Chapter 12

“It’s true… So why does no one believe me?”Sometimes, I play small pranks, but they’re really just small ones.I’m not the mastermind at all.

He kept her by his side, never letting go! “Please, can you let me go?” “Impossible,” he said, “unless you're no longer my only one.” After they fell in love, he declared possessively, “I want to keep you by my side, to make you belong only to me. You can only love me too, your mind, your world, must be filled with only me.” Yet his domineering love sent a chill through her.

Lin Changsheng travels through the world of immortal cultivation and obtains a Great Dao Simplification Panel. All kinds of cultivation techniques and immortal secrets can be simplified, making cultivation simple and easy.Archery Simplified = Touching the Bow, Iron Sand Palm Simplified = Rubbing Hands, Golden Bell Shield Simplified = Taking a BathGrass Flying Simplified = Running, Turtle Breath Technique Simplified = SleepingFox Demon Soul Forbidden Technique Simplified = Patting the HeadGluttonous Heaven-Swallowing Technique Simplified = EatingAlchemy Simplified = Rolling Pills, Array Simplified = Building WallsArtifact Refining Simplified = BlacksmithingSymbol Making Simplified = Writing

A weary historian dies and finds himself in a different world awakened in a life as the notorious young Duke of a southern state. His nation is weakened, his army underfed, and his neighbors revolve around his lands menacingly. No one believes his land is going to hold out until winter.But this newfound duke is no naive simpleton his enemies recollect. He carries with him the experience of centuries of war and empire, of starting and ending monarchies. From Caesar to Napoleon, from the Mongols to world wars, he has learned from each of them—and his strategy is to make history his very own arms.He organizes his smashed levies into well-trained formations, rebuilds his castles, and turns his villages into supply centers. Where others see defeat, he senses opportunity. As he triumphs, rumors spread: of a pennant red as winter snow that shall not go to ground, of a bloody duke who writes his name in gore and flame.Is he a savior who's constructing a new empire, or a tyrant who's going to bring the world to endless war?