The Crimson Duke of War: Historian In Another World - Chapter 50: Declaration!

¬ This story isn't mine, I just want to post it here so I can read in this app.

He’s in the deepest part of the Jianghu. Keep your eyes wide open if you do not wish to get dragged into the abyss.

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She, a 21st century mercenary queen, had crossed over into a tragically betrayed body of a waste. Waste? She will show them what it means to be a waste! Betrayed? With the Ancient Manual in her hands, she will astonish all the despicable men and cheap women!

Wait! Didn’t everyone say that she was an evil woman which everyone feared? Why is his Third Highness, full of mystery and charisma, so interested in her?

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You can read advance chapters and view R-18 images of the characters on pat reon page.pat reon.com/GreenBlue17NO NTR, NO YURIWhat's that floating panel in front of me?Let's just say that my life was not that bad... Until the day my Boss found out about me sleeping with his girlfriend.. 'sigh'20 years ago, I got reincarnated into the Marvel Universe, I killed, tortured, made my way to the top, and managed to become a successful Gangster....But is that enough?This is MCU for fuck's sake! I'm nothing but a speck of dust in front of those superheroes—[Ding!][Congratulations on completing all the requirements!][.....Initializing the 'Villain System']“Haa... Haha... hahaha! Finally!”Tags-Evil MC, Perverted Protagonist, Smart Protagonist, Scum Protagonist, Blackmail, BDSM, R-18, Netori, System, Harem, Smut, Sex...Note: This is a translation but I will try to make it a good translation as possible. This is R18 which contains graphics scenes. You have been warned about it.

The night before we obtained our marriage certificate, I asked him, “When did you start to develop feelings for me?”

He answered, “I don’t remember.”

“But, why me?”

“Why not you?”

“I’m very petty, and I get jealous very easily.”

“So am I.”

“I’m afraid I’m not worthy of you.”

“So am I.”

“I haven’t really dated, so I don’t know what love is.”

“I don’t know either.”

He held my hand gently, “But I know this. When I think about spending the rest of my life with you, I feel that my future is filled with hope.”

At 16, we used the same class desk, with less than 10cm between our arms. My peripheral vision was full of him.

At 26, I woke up in the morning, and saw the sunlight softly shining on his face. I thought, this is how I want to grow old – gradually, together, with him.

I guess this must be love.