The Personal Bodyguard of the Female CEO - Chapter 652 - 650: A Hundred Bucks Worth Ninety-Eight Thousand

Reincarnation? Yes. As the Villian’s first victim? Hell yes.Some novels you keep reading not for the plot, but because of a single character who grabs your heart. For me, that character wasn’t even the protagonist; it was his mother.Noah was just an ordinary university student. Until one day, thanks to a poorly timed act of “masculine bravado” from his friend, he found himself caught in a scuffle with thugs and stabbed. Everything went black. Death came quietly.Then he opened his eyes... but they weren’t his.Noah woke up in another body, in another world and inside the very novel he’d been reading. Worse yet, he hadn’t reincarnated as just any side character, but as Count Leonardo Argenholt, the first person killed by the story’s main villain.Leonardo: noble, handsome, charismatic... and doomed to die very soon.But the most terrifying part? The man destined to kill him is his own son.Now, Noah must do more than just survive. He must navigate the rules, magic, and politics of this world and, most importantly, understand the tragic villain of the story, who also happens to be his child. Because, even if this world appears to follow every fantasy cliché in the book, Noah is no longer just a reader.He’s part of the story now.And maybe... it’s time to rewrite it.

“Why is it that everyone has hated you since you were little?”“Why do you always manage to explode with power when you’re in dire straits?”“Why, despite having no weak chakra control, can’t you even walk on water?”Kurama (Nine-Tails) looked up and laughed heartily: “There’s only one answer—”“You are! The one who nearly destroyed Konoha and killed the Fourth Hokage twelve years ago! The Jinchuriki of the strongest tailed beast, the Nine-Tails Kurama! Hahahahahaha!”

I used a cheat to devise a character in a game. Upon regaining consciousness after pressing the play button, I discovered myself embodying the character I had crafted, the ‘Priest of Corruption.’ This character was intentionally created with unfavourable statistics and is widely detested! The sole item in my inventory was the withered hand of a woman, yet could it possibly be the hand of a goddess?

A silhouette of a man standing upon a boulder with the crescent of the moon shining behind him.

A kukri dripping with blood in one hand and a pistol in the other.

The image of burning flames surrounding him.

The countless mercenaries screamed as they saw this scene.

“It’s a demon!”