Crying Brothers: The Little Sister We Hate Is Actually a Bigshot - Chapter 17: Children

Power comes with a cost... and it was something she was willing to trade her soul for.A few nights before her wedding, Lauren sought a way to break her fourth engagement. Known for her bad reputation as the rebel princess, she was the only lady who had the guts to step foot on the Everston mansion, the house of a notorious warlord, in the middle of the night.She offered him a wicked alliance that the entire kingdom did not see coming: a marriage.A vixen pretending to be a damsel in distress and a man whose crimson eyes screaming for bloodshed. Could something blossom in this treacherous dance of lies and deception?--“Are you upset?”She eyed him sharply. “Should I be honored that I got tricked by you, milord?”He drank the remaining wine in his glass with one gulp and put it on the wooden table.He stepped in front of her. His hand was on the rail on her side while his other hand grabbed her glass and finished her wine before putting it down.The way his Adam's apple moved with his every violent gulp made her feel a tickling heat around her nape.When he brought his attention back to her, he licked his lips to wipe off the trace of wine.“How shall I make it up to you then?” he asked with his deep voice, like a seductive devil asking his victim how she would like to be killed. Dangerous yet… enthralling.

I’m a short blind loser who can’t even walk or see properly without the sword?Yes… That’s exactly itBut that doesn’t mean the sword is my main body…!

【Brain battles + leveling up + girls chasing + mild suspenseful reasoning. 】

“I can read minds and I understand psychology.

I can identify everything and even predict my own death.

However, if no girl confesses to me every 30 days, I will die.

The good news is, I've successfully picked up many girls.

The bad news is, the girls who can't have me are starting to go to extremes.

If anyone sees this message, please call an ambu——#$%^&*(……”

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“W-w-w-welcome to the simulation zone.”“New user recognized.”“Proceeding to register...”“Please wait...”“Register complete.”“Welcome, user number 4956: Evan Rotewed.”In a world of mana, those without reserves for it gets left behind. Rules and regulations are set to categorize everything into neat piles, each promising the highest potential a person with mana can get. Starting his life at the rock bottom, Evan Rotewed swore he will rise above it all, even if he had to break the ironclad system the entire world holds close to its chest. Wave a hand to the broken reflection beyond the mirror of ones and zeroes. System Discord.