MTL - Great Medicine Without Borders - Chapter 7 ghosts

Content Warning: R-18, Smut, Cruel MC[Ding! You've acquired the Heroine Stealing System!][Your first task is to steal the daughter of the Eastern Kingdom's king!][Your Fate Value has increased by 10!][You've slept with the hero's mother, your Fate Value has increased by 15!][The hero has developed animosity towards you. Current Hatred Level: 5 stars][The king's wife is charmed by your looks.]After being transported from his own world, the protagonist wakes up as Vritra, the son of Demon King Rohan from the Hell Continent.Since he's from another world, he doesn't have any Fate Value in this new world of swords and magic.To survive, he has to act like a villain, stealing the affection of every hero's heroine and sleeping with them.This will boost his Fate Value and help him stay alive in a world filled with wars and political conflicts!

“Mr. Xu, are you really a Heavenly Master?”

“As genuine as they come, more real than gold!”

“I’ve heard that your reputation in the supernatural circle is really bad, even to the point where a ghost once called the police saying you were threatening him?”

“Impossible!”

“It wasn’t me!”

“Don’t talk nonsense!”

Xu Yang clenched the Thousand-Year Peachwood Sword in his hand, and said, “What’s the name of that ghost? Would you dare to let him confront me face to face?”

(PS: This book is also known as ‘This Heavenly Master is too Vicious’, ‘Scaring Ghosts Makes You Stronger’.)

Living for the sole aim of escaping!

‘Light of Rusbella’ was a depressing romance novel.

Wishing for a new life, Asili Rosé was reborn as the daughter of the 8th wife of the Estrian Emperor.

She thought she was born with a golden spoon, but it was actually just a gilded spoon?

Once she realized that nothing but ruin awaited, she found a diary foreshadowing the future…

It foretold Asili’s death by the hands of the Crown Prince, Castor!

…Let’s try to survive first.

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“What can I do for my elder brother?”

“Well.”

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Pale sky blue hair fluttered finely in the wind. He smiled weakly, before parting his dry lips.

“Call my name.”

“…”

My head quickly snapped up.

“Call me… Amoru.”

His fingertips skimmed along my inner wrist.

What happens when you really want to protect someone but feel weak?Will you let it all consumme you? Or will you fight for it.Watch as insanity consumes our main character Bael as he works his fucking body out to protect those who are dear to him.(A/N: Please show support for more!)