Adventurer's Guild Café: I Was Wrongfully Exiled by the Saint, So I Will Enjoy My Second Life with My Fluffy Friends - Chapter 1V2. .1 - The Changes in the Chicks and Strange Rumors

In a tyrannical world, what is evil? What is benevolence? All living creatures are brutal. Passing through the heaven road to find one’s purpose in life. Struggles to be stronger is not an easy path. The whole journey thistles and thorns, one blade chops open a path, I alone will be supreme!

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In the 41st millennium, darkness rages across the galaxy!The Imperium of Man has lost half of its territories.Millions of planets have fallen victim to the invasion of Chaos!Famine, crime, and heretical cults spread like wildfire…On the planet of Urth, located in the Imperium's dark zone, extreme suffering is taking place.Fortunately, the savior, Eden, has arrived!He awakens to the essence of the Warp and leads his people to prosperity!Starting from a small, broken territory:Farming, building armies, managing internal affairs, unifying the planet, creating Space Marines, forming a fleet, embarking on a grand expedition...When the Lord Regent leads the Imperial fleet to reclaim lost lands, he gazes upon the flourishing star systems and the sky-darkening armada, then looks back at his own ragged ships and is left dumbfounded...Who is the true Imperium?[Raw: 官场职场 > 战锤：从行星总督开始]

...[Inside an underground basement]“You are going to die for nothing, hahahaha,” the old man's voice thundered through the room, sending chills down my spine.Step.With a swift and ruthless motion, he lunged forward, his sword slicing through the air and slashing my throat, crimson droplets staining the darkness.“We'll see,” I whispered defiantly, my final words escaping as a mere breath against the impending darkness.Slowly, inexorably, my consciousness slipped away, and I descended into a deep, unfathomable slumber.“Huh!?” My eyes fluttered open, and I found myself seated in a bustling tavern, the air thick with laughter and the clinking of glasses.In front of me stood a captivating lady, her beauty juxtaposed with an angry furrow upon her brow, threatening to shatter the harmony of the jovial scene.“Don't follow me around!” Her words pierced the air like shards of ice, the intensity of her emotions palpable as she cast a resentful glare in my direction, before swiftly departing from the tavern....Am I trapped within the confines of a game? The fragments of my shattered common sense scattered before me, leaving me to question the very fabric of my reality.

Damian, a Centurion of the Punishment Unit of the Baroque Kingdom. “Damn it.” Just once. If I were given just one more chance… ‘I would have truly conquered the battlefield with these guys.’ At the age of 30, he closed his eyes on a nameless battlefield. But when he opened them, he found himself back 17 years in the past. And this time, he had a perfectly functioning mana core that could wield magic. ‘This time.’ I will rise higher than anyone else. I won’t be swept away by the turbulent times. ‘I will conquer.’ Damian, who has returned to the past, wields his spear toward the world.