Accidental Marriage with the CEO: Unwanted Bride - Chapter 38: To talk

The Republic of San Magnolia.

Somebody once told a joke.A man ran in place all his life. He worked a job he didn't love for people he couldn't stand. But at the end of the day, the number in his bank account went up.That man got a second chance at life. He woke up in another world, full of adventures and romances and monsters and gods. And floating above his head he saw the number “1”. So what did he say?“Gosh I better make the number go up.”Not today. Not for this old soul. Reborn as a beast of battle meant to live a short life and die screaming, Garek refuses. He puts the madness of skills and levels behind him and sets out to found a little farmstead. He grows crops. Maybe someday he'll get a pig, and have bacon.It's a shame the world won't let him be. It's a shame that the warmongers and level-grinders hate nothing more than a soul at peace.He put down his sword for a plowshare, but when trouble comes calling, he'll pick it up again.

Born into the Imperial Frost Clan, Evan's life was plagued with misfortune. As the Crown Prince, he faced constant threats from those who coveted his position, and his health began to deteriorate at a young age, leaving him consumed by Paranoia.As his Fall From Grace seemed imminent, everything changed when he experienced a vivid vision of his past life, one where he was a villainous character who lost everything after attempting to kill his cousin.Realizing that he had been reincarnated into the world of the game he once played, Evan vowed to defy his fate and alter his future. But with countless obstacles in his way, it seems unlikely.Can Evan break free from the cycle of destiny and carve out a new path for himself? Find out in this thrilling tale of redemption, sci-fi, action, and magic.

One day, I woke up only find out that I’d become a Demon Lord, an individual responsible for protecting a dungeon. The world I’d been spirited away to was one filled with violence. Gigantic monsters wandered through it and competed with each other each and every day for the right to survive. I had no choice but to strengthen my dungeon’s defenses in hopes of living another day—or at least that was what I’d thought. For some odd reason, I instead ended up spending my days in relaxation and bliss.