Becoming The Real Rich Daughter After Divorce - Chapter 380

Damian, a Centurion of the Punishment Unit of the Baroque Kingdom. “Damn it.” Just once. If I were given just one more chance… ‘I would have truly conquered the battlefield with these guys.’ At the age of 30, he closed his eyes on a nameless battlefield. But when he opened them, he found himself back 17 years in the past. And this time, he had a perfectly functioning mana core that could wield magic. ‘This time.’ I will rise higher than anyone else. I won’t be swept away by the turbulent times. ‘I will conquer.’ Damian, who has returned to the past, wields his spear toward the world.

At the wedding, her brother took away his bride-to-be.She actively found him and said, “The wedding will continue, I will marry you.”He was the man she had secretly admired for many years, so after the wedding, she embarked on a “subtle” path to pursue her husband.After repeated defeats and persistent efforts, she finally understood that she could not warm up this stubborn and stinky rock.Always obedient to him, one day she finally proposed, “I want a divorce from you.”“What's wrong?”“Loving someone is so exhausting, so exhausting.”“Then what if someone loves you?”“... I don't know, you've never loved me.”“Then I'll start loving you from tomorrow.”“...”Actually, she knew nothing, except that he never said “love” to her, anyone could see that she was the treasure he held in his palm.

Lu Chen had a dream, an incredibly long dream.. The dream world was familiar yet at the same time unfamiliar. Singer, actor, freelance writer, he actually went through three sections of different lives in a dream world! When he woke up, Lu Chen thus embarked on a bright road of becoming a perfect superstar!

I was just your average burnout. Now I’m a kobold in a dungeon where everything wants to eat me—and frankly, I get it. I look delicious.Reincarnated as the weakest possible monster in the worst possible place, I start with nothing but panic, backward knees, and a skill called Civilization Mimicry—which is sealed. Because of course it is.But survival isn't the story.This is the story of what comes after.Of finding meaning in the scraps. Of building law from ashes. Of kindling memory in a place designed to erase.Because even if the world sees kobolds as nothing, I’ve seen what we used to be.And I’m going to bring it back.Firelight by firelight. Burial by burial. One fragile tradition at a time.Because if the world wants kobolds to be nothing?Then I’ll teach it what nothing becomes when it learns to dream.