The God Of Power - Chapter 2 -

Her brother, who was the one who caused a coup d’etat, had sliced her throat. After she returned to the time before she died, she decided that she would somehow tame him and survive!

But..

Did she tame him too much?

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“Brother, why don’t you get married?”

There was no reply from him, instead the glass that he held popped and cracked.

“Oh no! You’re bleeding.”

“Why should I get married?”

“Eh?”

“I already have you.”

Why should you get married, you say? You have to get the Empress so I can leave this castle! Sezh laughed strangely.

“Sezh.”

At that moment, she stumbled and Raytan pulled her body into his arms. His red eyes started to gleam suggestively while looking down at Sezh who was trapped in his arms.

“You know we are not real siblings.”

In a magical Middle Ages, it was difficult to stick to your beliefs…or even to be alone.

Because the people here are not simple, they are ignorant, greedy and cruel.

Because the nobles here are not noble, they are insidious, vicious and tyrannical.

But… people’s constitutions cannot be generalized.

Lan En touched the two hearts and three lung sacs under his chest.

It is estimated that not only in this world, but also in other worlds connected by the intersection of the celestial sphere, I can maintain a healthy view of good and evil.

——Then get rid of all those hopeless scum!

[Estimated world experience: Sekiro, Assassin’s Creed, Monster Hunter, Bloodline, Dark Souls, Nioh…]

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Once, because of a pair of purple eyes he was scorned. He is a wangye known across the land, cold and bloodthirsty, looking disdainfully upon the world.

Until he became the lowest-ranked master, his lonely and luckless life never changed.

Suddenly one day, a descendant injected him with a nanomachine, and the machine started ‘speaking’ to him.

“What? What are you talking about?”

This was beyond the boy’s knowledge, he turned pale.

The Nanomachine linked to his cerebrum realized the User was not understanding a single word it said.

“Who are you, and why are you doing this to me?”

“Nano Mashin?”

The boy’s face hardened.

Mashin was the deity the Mashin Religion worshipped, along with the Sacred Fire.

The religions’ Master communicated with Mashin.

“Um, are you really Mashin?”

The boy knelt down and asked with a trembling voice. At this, the Nanomachine attached to his cerebrum realized it had been misunderstood.