The Long-awaited Mr Han - Chapter 342 - A Slap in the Face

The worst student of Westroad Academy. The disgrace of the Blake House. A new soul enters the body of Frey Blake, who couldn’t overcome his miserable life and chose death instead. “What’s with this body? I’ll have to work on tuning it from scratch.” The Great Mage Lucas Traumen, with the body of Frey Blake, gains a chance at revenge!

After laying down his life in a final act of sacrifice living in a world plagued by monsters, Zion expected only the embrace of death. Instead, he awakened in an unfamiliar world—reborn as the son of a formidable Duchess, heir to a lineage of wealth and influence. Yet, luxury and privilege were not what fate had in store for him.Marked by the Goddess who saved his soul from death’s grasp, Zion is tasked with a singular, harrowing purpose: to annihilate every God in his new world. These divine beings, revered and feared, now stand as his sworn enemies. But before he can challenge the heavens themselves, he must forge himself into a weapon of unparalleled might—one capable of shattering both mortal and immortal foes alike.To defy the divine is to invite wrath beyond reckoning. But Zion has already died once—what more does he have to fear?There are only a few 18+ Chapters within the first 60 chapters but will increase a lot after that.

“Ah……painful”

Lying on the cold operating table, the girl’s sentimental feelings faded, a mysterious man took her innocence.

Meeting again, the mysterious man was actually a black bellied VIP, capturing her home, wanting to spoil her.

“Reporting to the Boss, some slag man came looking for the madame.”

“Directly bury him alive.”

“Reporting to the Boss, some slag lady was jealous that the Mrs. came first in a medical contest, and slapped the lady in the face.”

“Her slag face will be broken, send her straight to hell on earth to die.”

“Reporting to the Boss, the enemy is going to catch your wife and use her as a military doctor.”

“Immediately dispatch the armed forces, and bomb the enemy!”

“Reporting to the boss, the lady ran away from home, she said to tell the president she wants to give him a child……”

“F***, I did not feed her last night! Catch her, the army has seven days and seven nights of holiday, I have business to attend to!”

- Description from Novelupdates

When Viscount Ascham’s House’s eldest daughter, Adele von Ascham, became 10 years old, she remembered everything with an intense headache.