MTL - The King’s Return - Chapter 282

There are a lot of things wrong with Liv Brodbeck. She’s too small, for one thing. When she works in the castle kitchens with her mother, she can’t carry a sack of flour or roll a keg of ale. Baron Summerset’s chirurgeon says that she has brittle bones, so she isn’t allowed to wrestle or sword fight with the other children. Even sledding downhill in the winter brings the risk of breaking an arm or a leg if she falls. Everyone says that she ruined her mother’s life when she was born. Not when they think Liv is in the room, of course, but she overhears all the same. In the kitchen of a less kind lord, a cook bearing a bastard child would have been more than cause enough for both of them to be out on the street. No, a child like Liv doesn’t have much hope. But when she accidentally unleashes a surge of wild magic, she takes her first step on a journey which will lead her from the kitchens of Castle Whitehill, to the cold palaces of the Eld, and beyond, to the graves of gods... What to Expect: - MC starts off very weak, with a lot disadvantages - not just physically weak, but also vulnerable in a socio-economic sense. She has talents, but it is going to take time to develop them. I want to give this process room to breathe, so I hope you enjoy long-term progression. - The MC begins the story as a child. As she grows up, she will have relationships that I intend to be appropriate for her stages of life, BUT THERE WILL BE NO SEXUAL RELATIONSHIPS UNTIL SHE IS AN ADULT. Expect eventual teenage drama progressing into more adult relationships. - There is action, but it is not constant action, and it will again be appropriate for the MCs development. As a child, she will be challenged by child things, and as she grows into power the scale of threats will increase.

A man in his thirties was standing in front of she-devil's grave, under everyone's watchful eyes, he dropped the flower to her coffin, his tone was full of ridicule. “Congrats on your death.”Next year he came, “I won. You lost to me and I will live well. Just rot in there.”Next year he came again, “I have a pretty girlfriend and I will marry next year. My life is good. Nothing to worry about.”Next year he came once more, “I will stop visiting and forget you! My life is better without you! See, I live well!”But he came again the next year and the years after that. People said he was hunted by his so-called arch-enemy. That even after death, the devil did not even let him go.He stood in front of her grave. His once handsome face had turned old and wrinkly.“Bei Sangyun, I cursed you. You are not allowed to rest in peace. You must be suffering there like me, right? You devil...”He might be the last one standing. But his life was the same as the dead's- lifeless and empty. He did not live well, he never once marry and his heart was never at peace.And it was all the fault of one person.*****Bei Sangyun was a big bully in high school. The target of her bullying was the skinny boy in her grade, Fei Chuan. They were classmates once in kindergarten and met again in high school.But one day, just a year left before graduation, the big bully suddenly changed.One day, Fei Chuan hesitantly opened his locker. The other night, the big bully said that she left something in his locker. He did not really want to open it. He was afraid a poisonous snake would come out of his locker. However, his report card was there. With gritted teeth, the young boy opened it.However, what appeared was not a hideous thing as he expected, but a bright pink letter with a little heart sticker as a seal.It turned out, the surprise was scarier than a snake.Was this a new form of torture?Since then, Bei Sangyun relentlessly chased the young Fei Chuan until the two got married.******This is a story of rebirth. The two arch-enemies who could not live under the same sky had become sweet lovers.

In her former life, she was robbed of her status, her looks, and her reputation.

In the 1960s, resources were extremely scarce. Thankfully, she had a personal space filled with supplies, ensuring she never lacked for food and clothing.