MTL - Devil’s Son-in-Law - Chapter 1030 purple

Kim Taejong once believed that death was the only true end—a final mercy.He was once a rising star in the game Rise of Legacy, hailed as the prodigy who would one day dominate esports.But at the peak of his career, a hand injury ruined everythingThe championship title he had spent his entire life chasing slipped away.Taejong blamed himself. The pain, the regret, the endless cycle of what-ifs—it was unbearable.So when an accident took his life, it felt like mercy.But death wasn’t the end.Taejong woke up in the body of Seunghoon—an unknown and struggling player who was desperately chasing the dream Taejong once had.But Seunghoon had neither the talent nor the skills. Just desperation and a working computer.

‘The moment I faced its enormous eye, an unbearable headache struck me. Just by facing it, the amount of information exceeded what my brain could handle.’

Excerpt from ‘Things I Encountered in Space’ by Terra race space adventurer ‘Con Arche’.

…No, I was just looking out of curiosity…?

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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Let someone else go to war, you, lucky Austria, go get married! What the god of war can give you, the god of love can also give you.

The smoke of the Napoleonic Wars has dissipated, and the Vienna system that once brought peace to Europe is riddled with holes. Beneath the seemingly peaceful appearance, there is a vortex of the times with undercurrents, the tranquility before the storm.

The air is filled with the steaming mist of sweat, and the choking black smoke makes it hard to breathe. On the elegant dining table, a group of soldiers and fat men in suits are pushing each other, feasting on the feast called the world, hanging on the wall Van Gogh’s self-portrait with waltz in his ears.

Suddenly the music turned into a march, and the picture also turned to the battlefield. Soldiers marched in a neat line, walking towards the machine gun barbed wire.

A shell fell on the ground, and after the smoke passed, countless cavalry rushed to the artillery position.

Accompanied by a loud noise, a wooden plane flew close to the ground, then pulled up rapidly, broke through the clouds, and shone brightly.

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