Sovereign of Judgment - Chapter 32: The King without Subjects

[Mc takes consent from Woman not their husband][Mc doesn't want to NTR every guy. He only makes their wife cheat for sex.][Making friend's mom fall......is one of his big dreams.]“I like married women and there are so many noble women out there...”A horny Otaku from Earth gets transmigrated as an old Viscount.His lifespan is depleting too quickly due to an injury.Fortunately, there is a Ying Yang technique which can increase his lifespan.“This man has been single for his whole life and never touched a woman? WTF!!” Otaku is shocked from the Viscount's dry life.“I do have the maids, right?”[MC likes married women][Netori, Cheating, Blackmail]

[By the Author that brought you “Martial God Regressed to Level 2”]The Swordmaster, who unified the continent and vanquished the Demon King with nothing but his sword, thought he would live out his days peacefully in a world of tranquility.One day, however, he awakens 1,000 years later in the body of a distant descendant.In a world where magic is now held in higher regard than the sword, the empire has crumbled, and the imperial lineage has fallen into ruin.“More importantly, what is this pathetic excuse for a body?”He now inhabits the body of Kaylen, once known as a “walking slime”.With the demonic realm invading once again, he makes a vow:“Since I’ve mastered the sword, I might as well master magic too.”Thus begins the return of a transcendent being, armed with unparalleled magic and absolute swordsmanship, destined to save the world!

It never occurred to her that she would marry a man when they first met! Yan wen and Jiang suian's marriage was very sudden. Betrayed by her boyfriend and best friend, she married the stranger she met for the first time in anger. What she didn't know was that the stranger turned out to be the most famous CEO who is rich and handsome.

Although they just know each other for a short time, she was attracted to him all the time. When she encountered difficulties in work, he always appeared to help her out in time; when she was hurt by someone close to her, she was always comforted by him.

Appreciating his charm, feeling his tenderness, she began to rejoice that they get married at the first meeting.

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.