Demon Sword Maiden - Chapter 62Book 12: : Big Dipper Stage

“I, Evelyn Felice will abdicate as the Empress.”

“You’re giving up your fortune without my permission, and you’re happy at will.”

But a year later, like a coincidence, Fabian appeared again.

“Our relationship is done…Please stop.”

“I seemed to be the one who would do that. Everything…I decide.”

The relationship, which was thought to have been neatly arranged, began to get entangled again. Fabian’s indifferent eyes were burning hot toward Evelyn.

Died while saving his dear friend and cursing the arrogant general, Leo gets reincarnated into a world ravaged by magical beasts.Here, strength speaks for everything, and the weak are killed at the whims of the strong. Leo awakens as the lowest-tier Beast Master. Just as he was thinking he would again end up under the command of some stupid general who was the reason for his death last time, he received a gift from a mysterious entity.[Primordial Beast Dominion system]Now, surrounded by people who see him as a weakling, his journey to grow the strongest has begun.Where everyone is beating their head to make their beast grow and unlock their potential, Leo uses the system to break his limiter and grow fast and surprisingly strong.With dual talent, a broken system and a yandere sister, he embarks on the journey to rise at the top of the food chain.

For the ten years she was the adopted daughter of the Lockwood Family, Isla Prescott had always been well-behaved.The only time she stepped out of line was to have a secret relationship with Silas Lockwood, whom she'd had a crush on for years.Because of their vast difference in status, the relationship came to a messy end.After Isla Prescott and Silas Lockwood broke up, she was pursued by Silas Lockwood's good friend, Shane Sterling.“He doesn't know how to cherish you. Why not consider me instead?”In Isla Prescott's eyes, Shane Sterlingwas mischievous, cunning, and full of nonsense, yet he was an even more unattainable figure than Silas Lockwood.Isla Prescott was sure she had never provoked him, but he cornered her by the bedside when he was drunk,caressing her red lips again and again, pleading with her over and over, “Isla Prescott, won't you give me a kiss?”What she didn't know was that, in places she couldn't see, he had been waiting with deep affection for a very, very long time.