My beautiful CEO wife - Chapter 1635: The Mysterious Martial Saint

From a caste based high school, bottom-tier Naomi Masatsugu is caught up in a summon of his class to a different world. However, as soon as they arrived the king said, “This guy is unnecessary because he only has clumsy skills ” and it is concluded that he is to be forced to administer the orphanage, which no one wants to do. Unfortunately for the orphanage his skills were cheat skills that cause the girls to cling to him.

In order to “defend” the girls that depend on him, he must operate the orphanage while overcoming the powerful people, authorities, and former classmates that surround him.

Due to an accident, Ronin transmigrated to a fantasy world where Fighting Qi and Magic coexist, becoming the eldest legitimate grandson of the Wushan Marquis.Before he could even rejoice in his good fortune of being born into a prominent family, his right to inherit the Noble Title was stripped away, and he even faced the risk of being expelled from the family.Fortunately, Ronin, with his sharp mind, managed to acquire a fiefdom and awakens a system.Day 1: Reward - one Knight with Golden Talent.Day 2: Reward - one Classic Gift Pack.Day 3: Reward - one Space Ring with 10 cubic meters of storage.Day 4: Reward - one Premium Gift Pack.Day 5: Reward - one high-quality Weapon, the Flowing Flame Sword.Day 6: Reward - one precious Magic Scroll for signing a Master-Servant Contract with a Magical Beast.Day 7: Reward - one Light Mage with the talent to become a Great Mage.

Though it may be a dream weathered, crumpled, fading,I held on without surrender.Through each repeated day, running toward tomorrow’s light,I became a knight, resolute and bright.

How long I’d been here, I couldn’t quite recall. From this sorry situation, I as always raised my eyes to the sky; a sky in which the great, massive sun was clad in levity. Sunlight poured gently upon all. What a blessing it would have been for the world if only the skies could remain clear. For tomorrow too, and for all days to come, I was to continue to pray for calm. To endure for those who cried, with desperation I remained in prayer.

And then, one freezing, forlorn, soulless, stagnant, drizzly day we died. Or so I thought…