DxD - Multiverse: Daily Life Of The Sephiroth Hero - Chapter 13

[A sequel to The F-Class Healer Omega is a Villain]In the city of Seoul, nothing had truly changed since the last surge of gates—at least, not after the last high energy levels had stablized. The country had settled into peace and harmony, guarded by an even stronger awakener… until the moment he became pregnant.Two months into his pregnancy, that stability shattered. S-Class gates erupted across the country in an unprecedented stream, swallowing cities in panic and destruction. But these gates themselves weren’t the most troubling part.The one who triggered them—undeniably an S+ Class awakener—had vanished without a trace. Gone. Offline. Watching the country burn from the shadows, planning something far more dangerous.With the nation on the brink, the Central Bureau for Awakeners had no choice. They assigned the task of hunting down this mysterious new S+ Class to the strongest hunter in the country.And who is the strongest hunter, you ask?Of course… it’s me.

She is a daughter of a marquis. People only know her as the timid and cowardly young maiden, unaware that her other identity is the imperial capital’s famous, who awes the world, “slender gentleman“ is her.

She was promised a marriage 10 years ago and painstakingly waited 4 years for her groom. The morning her supposed partner returned to imperial court, he’s holding another woman.

In a single evening, from primary spouse she was demoted to secondary spouse.

For love, she supports and assists him. Together they share trials and tribulations, flying side by side. Who would expect all he did was for another woman?

He was born in the top chain of power, yet he grew up inside the darkness, enduring among conspiracies. Maturing from a weak youngster to a war-god.

For the woman he has once loved, he met her on the battlefield [1]. Every move fierce. He helplessly watched her ripping apart her sleeve, falling into bottomless cliff with a smile….he was hurt to the core. After this imperial ancestral temple and jiang hu, sky and sea, are we never to meet?

Coming out of prince’s manor, visiting vast sea, walking on the grassland and dealing with maritime power struggle.

The world is in chaos, love came in troubled times. Palace. Jiang Hu. Power. Mutiny. Naval battle. Four years of silent endurance. She, commanding thousands of pirates, returned, swirling the imperial court and jiang hu.

Only, you have once said you have been waiting for a person — a person who you admire, who you adore, a woman who could stand side by side with you.

Now, have you regretted?

- Description from Novelupdates

Hello, everyone. My name is Shen JianGuo. I’m a night school teacher. I mainly teach the subjects of (Marxist) philosophy and ethics. I occasionally review new policies and measures for the students. I never see my colleagues and students during the day. The training institute classrooms are all abandoned schools, hospitals, or houses. The bus number is 444 and it always appears in front of my door at 12 midnight and disappears before 5am.

What? You say I met a ghost? Impossible. As a staunch scientific materialist, I don’t believe ghosts exist in this world.

But recently I’ve had an issue to raise. Can the training institute bring the class time up a little bit? Wouldn’t it be good to start around 8pm? Though I fear nothing on earth or in the heavens, I’m afraid of going bald.

- Description from Novelupdates

This is a cliché story about two young people saving the world.