Flowers Bloom from Battlefield - Chapter 14: Friend

This is a story of crime, scandal, and romance.

My friend and I traveled together after binding the barrage system.
I dressed as a beautiful and powerful policeman, and sacrificed everything for revenge and redemption – but my ID card is real wine from the winery;
He dressed up as a real wine, and sacrificed everything for destruction and pleasure – but his ID card was the justice police.
That’s right, my friends and I are so special… We got the wrong script! !
Horror stories, we are still wearing brothers, so why not say this script earlier at the beginning! !
System: Wrong! wrong! ! ! You have to show your identity! Don’t let the barrage audience mistake their identity! ! Immediately reveal the flaws! quick!
Me & my friends:  …
So I had to start an undercover winery, brushing the black side’s favorability, but the red side’s favorability not only didn’t drop, but also rose a lot;
In desperation, Jiyou began to whitewash his identity and win the trust of the red party. Unexpectedly, when the winery settled at the end of the year, the top performance was actually me.
My friend and I both fell into deep self-doubt.
The barrage audience was in an uproar.
【Help! ! ! Why is the star of the Metropolitan Police and the winery top twin brothers? ! ! 】
[I have already made up an annual dog blood drama…]
[So Yuu really is black because of his brother? Did he sneak into the winery for the sake of talent! 】
[I understand, in fact, Shiren sneaked into the Metropolitan Police Department for the sake of his younger brother, but he didn’t want to kill people at all…]
【woo woo woo woo……】
My friends and I, who followed the barrage to guess the plot, fell into a long silence.
#Why did the two of us seem to be misunderstood even more after the flaws were revealed? #
#Let’s not talk about playing both red and black… If this continues, the favorability of both red and black will be full, okay! #
#system! Don’t look at doing nothing, the system! ! Quickly think of a way! #
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Search keywords: Protagonist: Tsujimoto Shiren, Tsujimoto Yuma ┃ Supporting role: ┃ Others:

- Description from novelbuddy

She was a peerless genius in the way of medicine, holding the Medicine King Cauldron in her hand.

Once she transmigrated, she became a lowly little medicine slave in dispensary.

Physicians made her life difficult, princesses humiliated her, even her fiancé came knocking on her door to break off the engagement?

What was that?!

However, she had the cauldron in her hand; the top-notch medicinal herb was in her hands. She stole rare and precious herbs, punished the slanderous, plotted against the petty, treated the Emperor’s sickness, and saved the Crown Prince.

Then, the imperial edict turned the medicine slave to a concubine and received endless doting. It was unbreakable. Wait… didn’t Prince Jun, who wielded great power in the imperial court, say she was a a detestable individual?

As the saying goes, the concubine was good in the way of medicine.

However…

- Description from Novelupdates

...[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.