Another World’s Versatile Crafting Master - Chapter 32 - Black Castle

Transmigrating into a parallel world; becoming a billionaire that everyone looks up to. Qing Tian, who had thought he could finally live a life of wealth, suddenly finds that this world seems just a little strange… His son, a junior studying in college was beaten by a stranger who had just arrived in the city? Does this kid want to slap my son across his face during the student union?

【Ding! the Ultimate Villain System is awakened】

【Reward for successfully educating my son: Divine Toxic Medicine】

【Reward for successfully changing the plot trend: God-level car skills】

【Reward for successfully capturing the female lead: plus…】…

As the father of a villainous rich kid, not only should he educate his son, but he should also do whatever he can to deal with the protagonist…

____this story sets in Japan that developed a little different history from yours.

This is how a Japanese Princess relieves her stress of the day by using the latest VRMMORPG, and while playing the villain there, the first town turns into whirlpool of chaos, smashed the underground organization in one hand and went for a coup. It’s literally a playtime diary of a girl who is called as “Genocider-san”, “Roaming Last Boss”, “A different person plays the game”, “Raid Boss”, “Ruthless”, “Calamity”, and such by the players.

Fate, a gatekeeper who had been working for the castle, is beset by a few burdens.

“Are you my knight?” The silver-haired youth looked at the blonde girl before him and asked, his cheeks flushed red. This was their first encounter when he was only ten years of age.

“Are you my bride?” He held her in his arms, embraced the girl who had accompanied him for ten years straight. He was sixteen years of age.

“Are you my king?” He knelt before the throne, smiling foolishly as he looked at the girl holding the sword victoriously. At this moment, he looked like the boy he was when they first met.

“I’m fine without having eyes for you. The entirety of Camelot is for your taking.” Smiling soft and gently, he gave his eyes to the girl who lost her eyes due to the curse of the red dragon. He doesn’t regret it, he thinks. He was twenty years of age.

“So… Arthur… Artoria Pendragon, are you willing… are you willing to spend the rest of your life with me?” His voice was soft and clear as he reached out to touch her hand.

This was their legend.

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