MTL - Pirate Alliance - Chapter 81 living at dawn

Upon transmigrating, she immediately faces a disastrous flood, and then has to deal with a marriage swap to an old man who is both slovenly and hunchbacked?Someone: My wife, truly majestic and dominant!PS: This story includes a space with a bit of fantasy, and there's only the heroine who is reborn through transmigration.

This is a story about a Criminal Police Department Captain who had crossed into the world of the Red Mansion and made a name for himself as Sun Shaozong, the famous detective.

The leading role of the story was originally the Jia’s family. However, with this newly passed-through character of the Captain from the modern world, he started a brand new story.

He was not interested in reciting poetry, did not like to get involved in family conflicts, and did not care about the imperial examination. All he was interested in was solving cases. He became famous in officialdom with his ability to solve cases, and interpreted the Red Mansions from the perspective of a real man!

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Shaymon, the man who has achieved the apex of dark magic, is framed as being a Demon King and is killed.

...[Inside an underground basement]“You are going to die for nothing, hahahaha,” the old man's voice thundered through the room, sending chills down my spine.Step.With a swift and ruthless motion, he lunged forward, his sword slicing through the air and slashing my throat, crimson droplets staining the darkness.“We'll see,” I whispered defiantly, my final words escaping as a mere breath against the impending darkness.Slowly, inexorably, my consciousness slipped away, and I descended into a deep, unfathomable slumber.“Huh!?” My eyes fluttered open, and I found myself seated in a bustling tavern, the air thick with laughter and the clinking of glasses.In front of me stood a captivating lady, her beauty juxtaposed with an angry furrow upon her brow, threatening to shatter the harmony of the jovial scene.“Don't follow me around!” Her words pierced the air like shards of ice, the intensity of her emotions palpable as she cast a resentful glare in my direction, before swiftly departing from the tavern....Am I trapped within the confines of a game? The fragments of my shattered common sense scattered before me, leaving me to question the very fabric of my reality.