MTL - Mr. Fu’s Wife Reincarnated - Chapter 260 261: Hello brother, second brother

Lady Bertia, who’s become my fiancée, is a bit odd. On our first meeting, she proclaimed herself a villainess noble girl who’s been reincarnated and said that she’s working hard every day to become a splendid flower of evil that’s elegantly put in her place.

I don’t get it.

But she entertains me because I don’t understand.

That’s why I think I’ll observe her for a while.

This is a story of a crown prince who’s so talented and handsome that he’s grown bored of his easy-mode life. A story of this prince observing a self-proclaimed villainess noble girl (who seems perfect at first but is a bit off) who’s become his fiancée as she snatches flags and breaks them into pieces.

Thirty thousand years ago, the Heaven Fighting Race who called themselves “Gods” invaded the Spirit Realm. Hundreds of races rose up in resistance, but ultimately suffered a crushing defeat. The Human Race was the first to concede, and the rest of the Hundred Races soon followed in succession.

Born into the Imperial Frost Clan, Evan's life was plagued with misfortune. As the Crown Prince, he faced constant threats from those who coveted his position, and his health began to deteriorate at a young age, leaving him consumed by Paranoia.As his Fall From Grace seemed imminent, everything changed when he experienced a vivid vision of his past life, one where he was a villainous character who lost everything after attempting to kill his cousin.Realizing that he had been reincarnated into the world of the game he once played, Evan vowed to defy his fate and alter his future. But with countless obstacles in his way, it seems unlikely.Can Evan break free from the cycle of destiny and carve out a new path for himself? Find out in this thrilling tale of redemption, sci-fi, action, and magic.

There is an ugly beast that violates women in prison.

A treacherous beast that is feared and called a “Butcher”.

That’s me.

I was once a human but now I can’t even remember my own name.

I can’t speak, and I don’t understand a word they say.

It is in this deep loneliness that I am pouring my essence into the women everyday.

I pour my burning rage into them.

Over and over again, until they conceive.

From morning till night. Until the women’s souls withered.

To show them that I’m an excellent stallion and an obedient domestic animal.

But my soul has not perished yet.

I will break free from this prison soon. And when I do, it will be your last.

Every human who betrayed me, every demon who altered me, I will trample down like an ant.

And it won’t stop until I’m satisfied.

The dawn of the beast is near.