I am a chaebol in South Korea - Chapter 163: Her husband disagrees

This is the story of how I became the greatest genius in the history of humanity, destined to go down in the annals of history for all eternity!This is the story of how I made humanity what it is today.It all began on a fateful night in New York. With a certain peculiar dream.The Universe is grand and mysterious. What's important remains hidden...

The Hero’s party was attacked by a large group of powerful devils. The party will no doubt be annihilated if this were to go on.

This is a story of Xia An, a transmigrator from the end of the world, who transmigrates into the body of a cannon fodder who was the mother of the villain.

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The sequel to Hunting the Field Guide.Kellen thought that his troubles were over.He'd dealt with the issue of the Poison Gate, he'd saved his sister, and he found out the location of where his trusty fellow Field Guide was located. As far as he was concerned, things were finally looking up for him.He could finally, finally live out the peaceful life he'd wished for when he'd first left the Front Lines.But then the E.A.G. reared it's old head. A hydra, a beast that just wouldn't die, Kellen was at his damn wit's end. All he wanted was to live out the life he'd literally carved out for himself. He just wanted to be happy with his Captain. Why was it so damn hard?Meanwhile, Brent Jameson just wanted to be left alone. A man who knew he could have exceptional talent, Brent just wanted to do what he loved. Sleep around, escort people through Gates, and drink his problems away whenever he wanted to.He did not want to be the new Head of a Guild. That sounded like the exact opposite of what a man like him would want to do. He also didn't want to be attached. Maybe Kellen was right and he had a type, and maybe he avoided that kind of person, but hey, he was just a guy.He couldn't be with someone when he was worried at any minute that he could be teleported away from them and dropped into the ocean. Hell, it was dangerous for him to even have friends. Now that he was back 'home' with his lovely, wonderful family, he knew that he had made the right choice.Brent was better off alone.