MTL - This Cannon Fodder is Covered by Me! - Chapter 58 I covered this star

Born as a hybrid, I was ab*sed by my maternal grandfather because I was a useless child who didn’t inherit any abilities from my dad’s family, and ended up dying.I returned to the past with my memories, but my options weren’t so different from the past.I’ll either live like this and be ab*sed to death just like in my previous life, or I’ll go to my dad who hates me.‘I don’t want to die again.’Eventually I went to my dad who hated me, with a locket in my hand that would prove me to be the daughter of the Black Leopard family.“Let me…let me stay here.”All I asked for is protection until I became an adult. Then, when I was old enough to live alone, I was going to go out and live without causing trouble. Because I was going to be a good kid this time.But, somehow…“My beloved daughter, if there is anyone who touches you, I will kill them immediately.”My father, who I thought hated me, was so sweet to me.“Hey, Perfi, don’t keep hugging Thiel. At this time of year, I heard that girls are very delicate.”“Where did you learn that s*upid theory? Thiel likes to hug.”The two brothers who I thought were scary like me so much.“Thiel, I’m going to hand you over the head position of this Black Leopard family.”My paternal grandfather suddenly tells me that he is handing over his position to me.Hey …didn’t everyone hate me?

Dumbledore always believed Voldemort was the greatest threat to the wizarding world until a thousand-year-old vampire showed up at Hogwarts with the deed in hand—“A thousand years have passed, and Hogwarts' lease is up!” said Dracula. “Headmaster, you wouldn't want your students to be homeless, would you?”“What do you want?” Dumbledore asked gravely.“Anything interesting.”“Well, I think the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is quite interesting!”...And so, Hogwarts gained a professor who couldn’t be dismissed.McGonagall: “Albus, I don't think Professor Dracula's teaching is suitable for the poor children!”Dumbledore: “There's nothing I can do, no one can fire him.”...Draco: “My father is a governor, I'll have him get you fired!”Lucius slapped Draco on the head, “Mr. Dracula, Draco speaks without thinking. Please, don't fire the Board of Governors!”...This is the story of a vampire who lived too long and found amusement in the wizarding world out of sheer boredom.

22nd Century. An era hailed as the Age of Advancement and Peace.And for the better half of the century, it was an era where humanity lived side by side with alien races, their united empire ever expanding and flourishing.But the peace that everyone thought would last forever was taken by the very people who swore to keep it.The entire galaxy was plunged into war, a conflict fueled by the insatiable greed of those at the top, hidden behind the age-old lie that the enemy wished to destroy them.Vlad Igor was just another nameless soldier in the galactic war, a conflict that stripped him of everything he held dear, first his peace and then his family.When he thought the senseless war was over, their rulers betrayed him once more, taking away his hope.Vlad died, and as Darkness engulfed his senses, he thought he could finally rest, but fate had other plans for him.Sent back in time, Vlad found himself in the beginning of when everything began, when the first embers of the great war were just beginning to ignite, shaping the future that took everything from him.Vlad could now enter the world of Ascension and, with his knowledge and experience, amass power and influence that could possibly prevent the war.But can Vlad, a lone man, stand against the Titans who rule hundreds of stars, command billions, and will stop at nothing, pay any price, to keep their grip on power?

My name is Charlemagne Theron, yes, that’s right, that’s the Theron you think of, and Ajan Lor’themar is my younger brother.

Don’t call me Daqiang, or I guarantee you will be beaten to three quarters to death. As a reliable time traveler, I will tell you responsibly, I…

“Charlemagne, what are you muttering, today is the day when my younger brother will inherit the position of Ranger General, you don’t want to be used by Cirvanas and Vereesa Hurry up when the arrow hits your nostril.”

“…Okay, my dear Alleria, here we go.”

When the two walked away holding hands, an imperceptible figure appeared on the spot.

“Brother, I wish you a happy Shura field.”

I am Charlemagne Theron, I have led the people to participate in the orc war, defeated the ancient gods and the second fool, I also fought against the Burning Legion, and I have made contributions to Azeroth , I bring salt for myself.

(PS: Don’t call me Daqiang, unless you want to grow an arrow from a certain key part behind you.)