The Ex-husband Wants to Get Power Every Day After the Divorce - Chapter 109 - : Chapter 109: Why did she come here? To bring shame upon herself?

“I like you, can you be my girlfriend?”“I am sorry, but I like girls, not boys!”The words of the campus belle immediately broke our boy’s heart.In sadness, he ended up playing a recently popular online game; but even their the 3D girl he liked was in a lesbian relationship with another NPC.But who would have guessed: A little accident made him wake up as a small-time villain character in this game he used to play?Feeling frustrated, he embraces his identity to avoid his tragic death.But Amar’s greatest enemy is the female protagonist who tries to make a big yuri harem with all the heroines.As a villain, can he steal her girls instead & achieve a perfect ending and uphold the dignity of our fellow men?

Laviore Bailey—the ‘fake saintess’ who banished the innocent princess and stirred up bad blood to wage war.

She’s the villainess with a façade of a saintess.

“I love you. So just shut your mouth and die. Okay?”

But the moment her trusted lover chose her as a sacrifice to the demon, and she realized her father was behind the plan, she killed herself by swallowing poison.

It hurt. It was so painful that she could not even scream. But it was fine. Because she knew this was not the end.

“I will save you this time.”

Then, she came back for her second life. She was determined to rescue those who were unlucky because of her and restored her life back.

“You do whatever you want for the man in your dream.”

Demian said with a rough smile.

“I’ll also protect you the way I want to.”

Some say that the financial war in City C was a bloody sacrifice prepared by Atlas Hallow's ex-wife for the child who died in her womb.The most ridiculous experience in Charlotte Miller's life was being forced to marry the man who should have been her sister's husband.After the marriage, she asked Atlas Hallow more than once, “Why me?”He pressed her under him, a deep and unfathomable smile in his eyes, “The Miller Family lost me a bride, shouldn't they compensate me with another one? Mrs. Hallow, I've never made such a bad deal in my life.”

“Are you my knight?” The silver-haired youth looked at the blonde girl before him and asked, his cheeks flushed red. This was their first encounter when he was only ten years of age.

“Are you my bride?” He held her in his arms, embraced the girl who had accompanied him for ten years straight. He was sixteen years of age.

“Are you my king?” He knelt before the throne, smiling foolishly as he looked at the girl holding the sword victoriously. At this moment, he looked like the boy he was when they first met.

“I’m fine without having eyes for you. The entirety of Camelot is for your taking.” Smiling soft and gently, he gave his eyes to the girl who lost her eyes due to the curse of the red dragon. He doesn’t regret it, he thinks. He was twenty years of age.

“So… Arthur… Artoria Pendragon, are you willing… are you willing to spend the rest of your life with me?” His voice was soft and clear as he reached out to touch her hand.

This was their legend.

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