MTL - Reincarnation of Master Su - Chapter 83

The Empire's forces retreated in desperation—trampled by faceless horrors bringing darkness and death to these once beautiful lands.Only the most courageous stood in defiance, forming a last defence to buy the people time to flee—fighting until the final embers of hope burned out.A man stands with a silver sword, like a beacon of hope to those around him. He roared with all his might drawing his blade against the overwhelming enemy!“You face Lancelot, Sword of the Empire! ”These horrors tested the Lord's grit and loyalty in the final moments.“Should my blade break, I will use my body!”The knights had fallen, broken swords for their tombstones, and lords fled, betraying the Empire to survive.“If my body breaks, I'll use my Soul!”Lancelot, the sword of the Empire, fought alone.All hope seemed lost.“And if my Soul fails...”What could a single man and his army do?He fights against the dark tide, blade in hand, heart on sleeve.“I will sell myself to the devil for revenge!”But he was too weak, too fragile.The last Lord of humanity stood against the enemy.Lancelot was a master of the sword, a mortal, neither a God nor a Saint.Miracles were beyond his reach.Now only a broken man impaled on his own destroyed throne.His blade shattered—now, like rose petals, it was scattered across the charred ground.Lancelot's soul was fated for the abyss as the light faded from his eyes.His last ounce of resistance used staring at the man who betrayed the Empire.Now with only the desire to kill, crush and seek revenge smouldering inside him.Now unwilling to die and desperate to fight once again.He desired to fight for the people who supported him.Lancelot refused to surrender, to fall like this.As quietly in the abyss, a voice whispered to him.It tried to entice the Lord, ignite his desire to win and fight again.“If given a second chance, to relive your life with a different choice... Would you Accept?”Blood gathered in his throat, forcing him to reply in his mind.A frail and broken voice'There is no reason to ask, of course!'“No matter the cost?”'Even if I were to lose everything...''If my people can live on. I would sacrifice everything I have!'“You will no longer be the same, a monster, twisted and vicious.”“Will you still accept?”The Lord's heart ached, taking great pride in his humanity.To lose that caused his mind to falter.Finally, out of power, unable to speak or reply with a trembling arm.Lancelot reached out.Towards the raspy voice.Towards the abyss.Towards a new future.[So you would accept after all...]'I must accept.''I must stand tall.''I must not break.''Because...''I am the Lord of humanity![Nay, you are the king of demons]

“Please sign a contract with me…” The cowardly and cute craftsman system thought that he had finally found the host in his mind: I don’t ask you to be ninety, sixty thousand years old, and an extra waste.
“But.” Qing Chuan, the seemingly gentle and amiable-looking new host, choked his fate while smiling, “I want to see the scenery at a high place, what’s the difference.”
A lonely, persistent, free and uninhibited soul, experiencing the ups and downs of life in different worlds, step by step out of the established destiny.
Life should be a carnival until death. Dreams are not dead, people are not dead.
And A and sassy bosses – daily soy sauce loyal dogs attack.
double C.
The presence of the attacking gentleman is slightly lower.

The first world: It looks like an ordinary ancient times, but it hides the setting of the martial arts world. I’m sorry, I just want to be an official. (Finish)
The Second World: Through the 1960s, the butcher is really busy and doesn’t look for a partner, thank you. (Finish)
The third world: overhead modern, I cut clothes and wear needles orchid fingers, but I am a straight man, probably. (Finish)
The fourth world: travel through the 1970s, taste the country food, enjoy the tranquility of the years, and the world is worth it. (Finish)
Fifth World: I have a small idea, others can carry a botanical garden, why can’t I carry a monster shelter? (Finish)
The sixth world: parallel modern, entertaining human beings during the day, entertaining ghosts at night, I have wine, do you have a story? (Finish)
The Seventh World: Future Interstellar, a strange family with abnormal ethics, and the little cabbage whose father does not love and does not love turn against the wind. (Finish)
The Eighth World: Parallel Space, quests, help players who have been swept away by high-risk games survive at least one existential crisis. (Finish)
The ninth world: Western fantasy world, the great elf lord, please make the cursed land a paradise of life again. (Finish)
The tenth world: modern entertainment, the value of a star is not only beautiful appearance and excellent talent, but also conveys correct values ​​to the society, please work hard and be fresh. (Finish)
The last world: The malice from the high-latitude civilization shrouded the world. In the deepest part of the devil’s lair, there is a treasure that their taskers want to snatch – the world tree. Let’s go, warriors! (Finish)
Extra World: Farming in the countryside and raising a cat. The most rare thing in life is that your family and friends are safe and healthy, and you are always happy. (while in progress)

Content tags: Farming text Food Fast wear Shuangwen
Search keywords: protagonist: Qingchuan ┃ supporting role: Wei Ge ┃ others: system, fast wear, food, age, life flow, farming culture, entertainment circle
One sentence introduction: Addicted to upgrade unintentional love

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Yan Hongyin saved a man.Although he was kind-hearted, he was frail and often coughed up blood.But Yan Hongyin didn’t mind.She lacked nothing – status, martial arts, or wealth.All she required of her husband was that he be good-looking, harmless, and not one of those martial artists that cause trouble on weekdays.He didn’t need to study hard for the imperial examinations or become a high-ranking official; she’d seen enough of those stuffy civil officials in the court.Ah Yu was perfect just as he was.****Sect Leader Yu was saved by a gentle and delicate pharmacist.His rescuer was a fascinating woman: beautiful, skilled in medicine, but without martial arts prowess. The renowned heroes admired by ordinary people were, in her eyes, nothing but troublemaking hypocrites and villains.Initially, he stayed only to recover from his injuries, but later he discovered that his wife seemed to have many unusual and numerous little secrets. For example, the hidden passages in their room, the poisonous carp in the pond, and the countless hidden weapons on her person…****Later.Two groups of men in black arrived outside the thatched hut in the suburbs of the capital.Commander Yan, observing the group trying to capture the Loucha Sect leader’s weakness, pondered for a moment, then put away her hidden blade.-Maintain a gentle and virtuous demeanor.Sect Leader Yu, watching the group attempting to seize the Jinyiwei commander’s weakness, fell silent for a moment, clutching his chest and coughing.-Appear frail and refined.

The protracted ’witch hunting’ had faded into silence with the end of the Seven Years’ War, and the mysteries of the East Coast had begun to conceal themselves, yet gunpowder was on a rapid rise. Mo Qishang, who should have been utterly confounded, stood at the crossroads of destiny in the name of Arthur. He stared in astonishment at the charging knights, the wizards atop the high towers, and the bizarre wilderness. He felt the sharpness of the longsword and the recoil of the firearm, both clear and unfamiliar. At last, he excitedly shook his robe and, with a smile on his face, said— “Do not believe what I say, for to believe is to exist!”