The Witch CEO Is NOT A Demoness - Chapter 67 - Great Grandchild Is On The Way

A silhouette of a man standing upon a boulder with the crescent of the moon shining behind him.

A kukri dripping with blood in one hand and a pistol in the other.

The image of burning flames surrounding him.

The countless mercenaries screamed as they saw this scene.

“It’s a demon!”

Haruto Saito, was playing a mobile game called “King of Cards” when his phone exploded due to overheating. He then transmigrated into the world of Naruto and found out...Why can I see the name, identity, and reputation of each of them?Killing hostile ninjas will drop cards? Ninjutsu cards! Taijutsu cards! Forbidden jutsu cards! Mystic jutsu cards! Can cards be eaten? Will you gain corresponding abilities after eating them? What are equipment cards? Killing Uchiha clan ninjas can drop Sharingan bloodline cards? Killing Hyuga clan ninjas can drop Byakugan bloodline cards? What if I kill Kaguya? ! !Naruto world is gamified! Reputation exchange! Ninjutsu enhancement! Achievement rewards! Unlimited first kills!“Excuse me, I'm not targeting anyone, I just say that everyone here is garbage!” At the Five Kage Conference, Haruto Saito said lightly, tapping his fingers on the table.

“I was born as a princess in the most powerful lineage in the world… but that lineage is now on the verge of collapse.”In a kingdom where strength is everything, royal blood has long ceased to produce true powerhouses. Sects and clans are just waiting for our family to show weakness so they can tear us apart.But this lineage is not dead yet.He is still here.A being feared even by the strongest cultivators.The only reason this kingdom still stands.And me?If I want to survive in a world where only power matters… I must become a monster feared by all.

The village girl who was close to death from illness was about to marry, and her suitor was a strong and hearty hunter.Having time-traveled to a poor and backward mountain village, she had resigned herself to the lack of three square meals a day, but was her new body already halfway into the grave? What's more curious was that someone still wanted to marry her despite being on her deathbed?Driven by curiosity, she went ahead with the marriage, eager to see who the unlucky sap was who'd lose his betrothal gifts and even the coffin money.Cradled in his arms, her body was thin as a rake, and she really wanted to ask him, “Husband, does holding me hurt your hands?”