MTL - Little Jiaojiao is the White Moonlight of the Paranoid Young Marshal - Chapter 20 reconcile

(following the boat) When a person who can get random superpowers every day enters the world of pirates and joins the protagonist group, what will happen as a result?

Luffy: “Si Guoyi! Lin Bei, let’s jump from the sky again!” Kebi: “Please don’t!” Sauron: “Be sure to leave Lin Bei’s room at twelve o’clock every day!”

Nami: “This bastard, just let me…” Akainu Sakasaki: “Bastard Lin Bei, turn me back into a man!

The old lady used her ability to come to her aunt once! “Big” boys, come and meet your father! “Lin Bei:!!! This really doesn’t exist!!!

- Description from novelbuddy

Cheng Yan transmigrated only to end up in a medieval Europe like world, becoming Roland, a Royal Prince. But this world doesn’t seem to be the same as his former world, despite some similarities. Witches are real and they actually can use magic?

Follow Roland’s battle for the throne against his siblings. Will he be able to win, even though the king already declared him to be a hopeless case and with the worst starting situation? With his knowledge of modern technologies and the help of the witches, who are known as devils’ servants and are hunted by the the Holy Church, he might have a fighting chance.

Now, let his journey begin.

If it was me, I wouldn’t date a professional gamer. If I had that kind of patience, then I might as well use it to get into Tsinghua University or Beijing University.

- Description from Novelupdates

When the admissions office of Witch Academy called, I was stunned—I had been accepted into a school I never imagined I could touch.Yes, I am a boy and it is an all-girls’ academy, but they did not mind, so I saw no reason to object. I had applied secretly, without telling my family, just to take a chance.But as soon as those striking seniors greeted us newcomers—pressing every boy against the wall with a knowing smile—I realized things were about to spin out of control.“Oh, come now, you sweet little freshman,” one of them said smoothly, her voice full of mischief. “Don’t make this difficult for me, your big sis. Swallow this core and transform into a witch like me, alright?”She held the glowing orb before us, half-threatening, half-teasing, almost inviting the new boys to react. It was clear she enjoyed it—the blend of fear and resistance in their expressions. Our unease seemed to be her personal amusement.After all, they only had this opportunity once a year.