MTL - I Thought I Was Straight - Chapter 133 The deep sea mermaid is scary⑥

MC follows the crew – Don’t like it? Don’t read.Vir transmigrated into the world of One Piece.Right from the start, he was being hunted down by a Devil Fruit users. Just an ordinary guy and a dying deer—how was he supposed to survive this?Ding![Congratulations, host! You have activated the 'Traumatizing Miracle Doctor System'][Saving people while causing them severe psychological trauma will grant you a random ability from them! ]“Bro, I’m being hunted here, stop messing around—give me something useful!”[Ding! Newbie gift pack reward: Antidote x1 ][Antidote: Instantly neutralizes all food poisoning effects. ]Vir: Σ( ° △ °|||)Good news: He has a system.Bad news: The system is useless!---Marineford War.Everyone’s eyes were wide in shock, their faces streaked with tears as they watched Ace get pierced through.Vir: “Wipe those tears! Hold them back! A little fatal injury—still treatable.”Not long after, the Whitebeard Pirates were wailing over Whitebeard’s tragic death.Vir spoke again: “Hold those tears back! Still treatable, still treatable!”And thus, Vir began his legendary journey of flexing.Aokiji: “I’m holding a severed leg, and this guy tells me ‘You are what you eat.’ Should I eat it?”Whitebeard: “That brat’s welding skills are top-notch. Don’t ask how I know!”Kizaru, who had been tasked with hunting Vir down, originally thought it would be an easy job. After all, he was just a doctor, right?Yet now, as he found himself struggling to breathe under the sheer pressure of Vir’s Conqueror's Haki, he had only one thought racing through his mind:“You’re telling me this guy is a doctor?”“Uncle, can you fix my facial paralysis too? Wanna give it a try?”

A modern Japanese man reincarnated into a game as Welner von Zeavert. Though he reincarnated as a noble’s son, he is neither the main character nor the hero of this world. He become someone who didn’t even appear in the game.Plus, with only [Spearmanship] as his skill, he can’t even join the hero party to clear main story.His small advantages are the fact that he became the hero’s friend and his father’s rather high status. He’s nothing but a supporting character of the story.He noted the game story that he knew from his past life, used it, along with his authority and influence as a noble, to survive from demon king army.But, without realizing it, the knowledge from his past life and his memories of the game story affected the world. He saved people that should have died and took care of events that didn’t appear in the game.With that, he carved history of this worldThis is not a story about the hero. This is a story about struggle and effort of a young noble.

Qin Xiaoyao once crossed and became the new daughter-in-law of the Song family who had just entered the door of the broken house in Xiashui Village.

In this family, the mother-in-law is not healthy, and the sister-in-law and brother-in-law are young. The beautiful and cheap husband was injured and couldn’t even get out of the bed.

The family lived in a shabby thatched hut and ate rice soup that was so rare that no grains of rice could be seen.

And the reason why the Song family was so miserable was because of her.

Just because she, the youngest daughter of the butcher’s family, fell in love with the beautiful reading man of the Song family, and asked her father to force the marriage by debt.

But she finally got her wish and got married to Song Que, but she couldn’t bear the poverty and killed herself as a demon.

Looking at his fat body with a big waist and a round waist, Qin Xiaoshan sighed that it was really a toad that had eaten the meat of a swan.

And she’s a good coincidence, now she’s the toad~~

The heroine: A woman of the end of the world, a powerful person with powers, Yan control, and cleverness.

Male protagonist: The reborn, the black lotus with black heart and poisonous hands.

Hilarious, strong women and strong men, welcome relatives to enter the pit.

I recommend the end of the article “Nongmen Spicy Wife: Buy a Friend to Farm”, thank you for your support!

This article assumes that one penny is equal to one dollar in the 21st century, and one tael of silver is equal to one thousand cents. A pound is equal to ten taels.

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Elia is a poor university student until the night she’s taken to the world of the Anima—ruled by humans whose ancient hearts pulse with the blood of animals. There she’s forced into a battle to the death. But when Elia survives, and refuses to kill her final opponent, the King must either kill Elia himself, or take her as his mate.

Reth, the brutal King of the Beasts with the blood of lions, shocks everyone when he chooses the weak, human Elia to become his Queen. He promises her every comfort of his wealth and position—but he is clear: She will not warm his bed. He chose her to defeat those that were trying to corner him into blending his Leonine line with the Wolves.

Elia needs the help of the Anima to become stronger and rule them well. But the vengeful Wolves see only a weak human that brought them shame. As Elia and Reth grow closer, the wolves are determined to destroy her. Will Reth and Elia admit their feelings for each in time to fight for the Kingdom—and their lives—against the villainous wolf-tribe? Or will the wolves kill Elia and steal the throne?

[Mature content - no sexual violence]

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He stalked towards her, chin low so the shadow cast by his hard jaw cut across the thick fur collar of his vest. His hair had fallen over his eyes in the scuffle, so he peered at her through it like a lion in the grass. With each step, his graceful, rolling gait reminded her of a predator stalking its prey. Despite the forest floor littered in twigs and leaves, he didn’t make a sound.

“Wh-who are you?” Elia stammered, backing away, her hands up. He met her step for step until she came up hard against the tree behind her—and didn’t stop until he loomed over her, so broad his shoulders and chest made a wall in front of her. She could feel the heat rising off his skin in the cool, night air.

“I am the Leonine King.” His voice was a dark, husky gravel. Behind him a chorus of wheezes, howls, and chirps of agreement rose from the people watching. “And you are?”

“Elia,” she breathed.

“Elia,” he growled, leaning in closer, bringing with him the scent of pine and rain and the musk of something distinctly male. “I am Reth.” He said the name with a strange, guttural roll in his throat. “I am King of Beasts. I am Clan Leader, and I am Alpha of WildWood.” Several snarls rose from the crowds behind him then, but he ignored them.

Elia swallowed as he leaned in until the scruff on his jaw rasped her cheek. “I am the King,” he said, “And you will be my mate.”

The forest behind him erupted.