Little Prodigal Alliance Head - Chapter 10: Suspicion

"There is a thin line between poison and medicine, and I shall make you dance on it!"

“Your stats are lower than that of your average person.”

The weakest by a mile among the otherworldlers of class 1-A, Takatsuki Makoto.

The Heroes and Sages who had cheat skills in his class had went off, and the base set lifespan is 10 years?

The Great Demon Lord is going to revive soon?

I am a Mage Apprentice?

Isn’t the balance way too bad? This damn Isekai is a tr*sh game!

“Want to be my believer?”, the Goddess that told me this has zero believers!

Aah, this is bad…I don’t think I can clear this. The Goddess with zero believers is an incredible beauty, and she is telling me she is imprisoned somewhere and is waiting to be saved. My last and hardest mission is to save the Goddess.

Clearing this Isekai that only has adversities, the story of the weakest mage.

The Geng family announced to the upper-class society of Bing City that their adoptive daughter was not who they thought she was. They did this because she tried to become more successful by networking her way up. In the end, they kicked her out of the family.

The Geng family’s first daughter was multi-talented, gentle, and one of the most famous ladies in Bing City. On the other hand, their adoptive daughter, Wen Xin, was talentless, unsuccessful, and utterly inferior to their first daughter.

After leaving the Geng family, Wen Xin started on her new journey. She became a miracle doctor who helped Madam Mu in Jing City, a grand prize winner in a piano competition, a master-level composer, and the owner of the largest comprehensive laboratory of Physics and Biology…

Her multiple identities were revealed one after another, and news about her kept going viral. She was showing those who looked down on her that they had gotten her all wrong.

“Look! That’s the woman who wouldn’t leave my idol alone…”

“Sorry, but I’m already in a relationship!”

One day, her jealous significant other couldn’t take it anymore. He stopped acting cold and wrapped his arm around her waist.

“When are you going to announce who I am?” he asked in a soft voice while his gaze shifted downward.

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