Rebirth: Ghost Exorciser - Chapter 141 - Burial Mound, Resolved

In The Kingdom of Elves, the War of Gods 1000 years ago caused the fall of the World Tree. In a world where true gods rule, the fall of the elven civilization came soon after.

A 1000 years has passed, the new World Tree is now reborn.

Eve Euktrahill, the Mother of Nature, the Goddess of Life, the Great Ruler of Elves. Armed with the ability to connect to the Internet on the blue planet, She(祂, a pronoun used for god) now must rely on players from the blue planet to help her goal of reviving the past glory of the elves and the World Tree.

Volume 1: Spaceship's RetrievalVolume 2: Returning to Outer SpaceVolume 3: Empire's Descent: Space Aliens vs Magicians[Completed Book ][ A 20-chapter side story about MC's love life will be uploaded at a later date. ]*****A planet that was not recorded in the database containing records of almost all human discoveries in thousands of years. This is where Wallace has to live and survive until he discovers a way home.He was left with a damaged spaceship that can only be used as a shelter now. Equipped with his bio-armor, laser gun, and other advanced technology equipment, he was confident that he can somehow survive in this world. But there is something here that is not existing in many galaxies that humans have conquered... magic.Unfortunately for him, before he could explore the new world that resembles Earth, he died.*******Yes, the whole volume 1 was for the sake of retrieving the spaceship aside from world-building, etc.There will be a lot of unanswered questions or missing information at the beginning but don't worry... everything is planned and will be revealed in later chapters.Also, the first half of the first volume was inspired by 6 or so animes and 4 other novels. Good luck finding them.Thanks for reading![ P.S. This is my first book so please keep it in mind. I hope you consider reading all free chapters first. Anyway, I assure you that my writing will get better as the story goes. ]

A weary historian dies and finds himself in a different world awakened in a life as the notorious young Duke of a southern state. His nation is weakened, his army underfed, and his neighbors revolve around his lands menacingly. No one believes his land is going to hold out until winter.But this newfound duke is no naive simpleton his enemies recollect. He carries with him the experience of centuries of war and empire, of starting and ending monarchies. From Caesar to Napoleon, from the Mongols to world wars, he has learned from each of them—and his strategy is to make history his very own arms.He organizes his smashed levies into well-trained formations, rebuilds his castles, and turns his villages into supply centers. Where others see defeat, he senses opportunity. As he triumphs, rumors spread: of a pennant red as winter snow that shall not go to ground, of a bloody duke who writes his name in gore and flame.Is he a savior who's constructing a new empire, or a tyrant who's going to bring the world to endless war?

Shishio stared at the beautiful girl in front of him, and he couldn’t look away. Her waist might be the narrowest waist that he had ever seen, and he was wondering how it felt to hug that waist. Finally, he made up his mind and decided to say hello to her, but suddenly…

[Target has been found!]

«Huh?»

[Welcome to Scumbag System!]

[The more woman you have, the more rewards you will receive!]

[As a starting gift, you have received «Japanese Food Cooking Mastery»!]

[As the first target has been found, you also receive 500 million yen on your back account!]

[The journey has only been started!]

[Work hard, young man!]

«???????»

Shishio frowned and said, «I refuse!» without hesitation, but after a while…

«I refuse!.. I really refuse!.. I really try hard to refuse!.. Sorry, I can’t refuse it…»

Shishio tried really hard, but he couldn’t…

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, business, events, and incidents are the products of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.