The Warden of The Witches - Chapter 220:

Chen Yu got the heavenly book by accident, and helping others can even gain cultivation and become a fairy.

To this end, Chen Yu started a live broadcast of psychological counseling.

In the live broadcast room, the water friends were all dumbfounded.

“Doctor Chen, are you sure this is psychological counseling?”

“There is no one on the mic who does not break the defense!”

“This crackdown on counterfeiting has actually beaten myself into it.”

Shuiyou: I’m fine, it’s impossible for me to have depression.

Chen Yu: Don’t worry, you will be depressed after I finish speaking.

All the water friends: This is not a psychiatrist, this is a master!

Chen Yu said lightly: Don’t talk nonsense, I just graduated with a bachelor’s degree in psychology.

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Hiko Hiko, a worker, traveled through Hokage to become a member of the Uchiha, but the timeline turned out to be three years before the night of the genocide.

It coincided with the peak of the village’s suspicion and defense against Uchiha.

Factions in the family fight for power, high-level surveillance, and villagers’ misunderstandings, everything is just like the original work.

If Yan doesn’t act, the final outcome is that the whole family will be sent to the coffin by the filial son Itachi!

Death starts, it is better to ask yourself than to ask others!

Yan can only start to save himself!

Factional battles? Then cut out the faction!

High-level targets? Then change a group of high-level people!

If the internal rescue is not enough, then tear the opening from the outside!

Uchiha self-help guide begins!

Recast the glory of Uchiha!

Remember, my name, Uchihahiko!

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Ethan's head throbbed violently as he opened his eyes, his vision hazy and unfocused. A dull ringing filled his ears, drowning out his thoughts.“What’s happening…?” he thought, his mind sluggish, struggling to catch up with reality. One moment, he was asleep—or at least, he thought he was—and the next, searing pain forced him awake.His vision swam, shapes blurring together in a disorienting mess. But then, muffled noises filtered through the haze—frantic, panicked sounds. Someone was trying to scream, their voice smothered, choked by something.A cold shiver ran down his spine.As his sight gradually sharpened, Ethan's breath hitched.He was on all fours, looming over someone. A girl.Her body twisted and writhed beneath him, ropes biting into her wrists and ankles. Her mouth was gagged, muffling her cries. Her wide brown eyes, brimming with fear and fury, glared up at him.Ethan's body locked in place, his blood running cold.“What the…?” His mind reeled, thoughts slamming into each other in chaotic disarray. “What kind of bizarre dream is this?”Panic clawed at his chest. His breath came in ragged, uneven gasps as he scrambled backward, only to realize his limbs felt sluggish, uncooperative, like they didn’t belong to him.“Is this… is this some kind of twisted fantasy I never knew I had?” A sickening thought slithered through his mind, making his stomach churn.The girl's frantic squirming slowed for a moment, her gaze flickering with confusion as she took in his expression—his trembling hands, his wide, horrified eyes. But the fear returned just as quickly. She struggled harder, her body arching, her muffled screams rising in pitch.Ethan wanted to speak, to say something, anything, but before he could force out a word, a glowing blue window materialized before his eyes.His breath caught.A translucent, hovering screen?“What…?”Lines of glowing text scrolled across its surface.---[System Activated…][Host Confirmed.][Simulating Previous Data…]Ethan awakens in a mysterious world, shackled by a curse that clouds his judgment and drives him toward choices he never wished to make. Burdened by guilt and responsibility, he must navigate the fallout of his actions while unraveling the truth behind the curse—and his place in this enigmatic new reality.

Monica Everett, a genius magician, was extremely shy and terrible at speaking in public.

To that end, she worked hard and mastered the art of countless magic, which she could use without chanting. After being chosen as one of the Seven Sage at the tender age of fifteen as the “Silent Witch,” she lived a quiet life in the forest.

However, two years have passed since then, and one day, Monica received an order.

And it was to secretly protect the second prince to the academy undetected.

In order to protect the prince, Monica must infiltrate a glamorous school for the children of noble families.

“I don’t wanna do this… I’m scared… Ugh… My stomach is aching…”

…said the girl whimpering.