MTL - Marvel Reverses Wolverine - Chapter 123 Path of the Mystic

Death is sometimes not the end!
Dead prison!
This is a magical prison. It has the ability to draw the souls of the dead people of the world, and it also enables people to gain the ability of the souls of the dead.
When Qin Song woke up, he was shocked to find that he had come to the world of One Piece, and even more surprised that he found a prison in his body…..

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“I already have a child with another man.”

It was a lie made in order to refuse the proposal of the leader of the most feared mercenary company in the entire country. But his response was unexpected.

“It doesn’t matter who the child is. Just birth it.”

She couldn’t understand.

What could this man possibly want with the princess of a failing nation?

_ _ _ MXFXF relationship. Please read the note_______She was married to a wealthy alpha when she was 20.She was forced to live as a widow at the age of 21 despite her husband being alive and well.Anabella lived her life suppressing her emotions and what she felt, all for the sake of her family. Her parents sold her off to secure a future for their Alpha son, while the family she got married into was not ready to accept her.Her husband hated her, his gaze searching for someone else among the crowd. And her son-in-law sought the image of his mother in someone else, not giving her a chance even to get close.Life was not...great. So, Anabella decided to end it all and run away.If she were going to live as a widow, despite her marriage, then she would make the best of it and ensure that she would not have to repress herself.After all, even if she was married, Anabella was not marked. And for some, that was enough reason to accept and welcome her to her new life.......MXFXF relationship. Female alphas are futas, so come in expecting thatIt will have yuri and a lot of R18 content. You have been warned beforehand

I am a princess, moreover, I am a fool of a princess.

Born in the imperial palace, my appearance is as average as that of the white radish and cabbages in the fields. Throughout the four seasons of the year, my face is always displaying a dull expression, eyes forever shrouded in haze.

But in reality, I know of the secrets within this palace.

Including hers, his, and theirs.

Just leisurely living my days comfortably in the palace like this, I firmly believe I can continue to play dumb to the end.

Taking your hand, dragging you away. Not leaving you say? Very well, close the doors and release the hounds. (Expressionless face)