The Warden of The Witches - Chapter 19:

In Azeroth, a young man, touched by arcane energies, embarks on an extraordinary journey. Driven by an unyielding pursuit of love and justice and a staunch refusal to become a mere ghoul, he seeks to reclaim lost justice and restore humanity's fading light. His arcane might shall not falter.Azeroth will know the name David Edmund Duke.I'm doing this because I saw that the translator didn't finish his work with the words check patreon for more chapther! How dare he! He shall rue the day he left a work unfinished!As for the other fic! Don't worry I'll update regularly! It also depends on the author and his lazy ass.Anyways enjoy!

It was the year 2050. The world had released an online game, “Second World”, that shocked the public beta. Gold from the game could be exchanged for real-life currency, attracting countless players. Every country in the world fought for game resources. The main character immediately entered the game after this wave.

After entering the game as an adventurer (job before job change), he stepped into the first stage of his life. It was a stage that even a child could pass.

He thought that it was a normal stage. However, he did not expect to be locked into the game and continuously repeat the stage!

As time passed, the stage finally let him pass as per normal a thousand years later. He finally left the dungeon after clearing the stage. It was only now that he realized that this was only the second day of the game!

He realized that this was not a dream after he saw his attribute panel. What followed was a variety of system notifications!

“Reached MAX proficiency with the ax—Ax God!” “Reached MAX proficiency with the sword—Sword God!” “Reached MAX proficiency with the heavy shield—Shield God!” “Reached MAX proficiency with all weapons—Almighty Master!”

“As your proficiency as an adventurer has overloaded and you have not changed your job in a long time, you can now undergo a unique job change as we have detected your proficiency with weapons—Battle God!”

A deep crack appeared on the ground when he struck the level 1 wild monster with the small wooden sword in his hand!

[Sweet Pet + Book Transmigration + Entertainment Circle + Mind Reading Skills]

Shen Wanwan accidentally transmigrated into a certain domineering president’s novel and became the protagonist’s agreed wife.

As a small money fan who loves money like her life, Shen Wanwan agreed for the sake of money. She thought that as long as she was Mrs. Ji for one year according to the agreement, she would be able to get a divorce with money and live a carefree life.

But he didn’t expect to get the golden finger mind-reading ability by accident, and discovered that the domineering president actually hides a little chatterbox in his heart.

【If this woman treats me like a baby and asks me to stay for dinner, I can’t help but agree…】

[Oh, this dress is so beautiful, I really like it, no, I can’t show it on my face, I can’t make this woman too proud! 】

…

Ji Jinxian originally thought that he just found an agreement wife, and once the agreement was reached, the two of them would be able to break up.

But I didn’t expect to be gradually attracted by this little woman’s every move, and my heart fell unconsciously.

“Wanwan, I have a piece of clothing that I have bought too much, and I will give it to you.” Ji Jinxian pretended to be cold and handed over the couple’s outfit, but in fact he was extremely nervous.

“Wanwan, I have a banquet to attend tonight. I mean, if it’s inconvenient for you, you don’t have to accompany me.”

“Wanwan, I heard from my assistant that there is a popular variety show recently, and it seems that couples are on it together…”

On the surface, Ji Jinxian was as steady as an old dog, but in his heart he shouted countless times: “He wants to go.”

[PS: On the surface, there is a talkative boss VS who listens to the boss every day and tries not to laugh out loud. 】

- Description from novelbuddy

After a brutal day on the construction site,Jaxon collapsed onto his cot with nothing but sore muscles, a cheap dinner, and a phone in hand. Out of boredom, he picked up one of those mindless urban web novels—complete with arrogant young masters, all-powerful protagonists, and women falling in love every other chapter.“Who writes this garbage?” he muttered, tossing his phone aside and cursing the story, the characters, and the plot that made no damn sense.Then he woke up inside it.Not as the protagonist.Not even as comic relief.He’s the villain—the arrogant heir of a wealthy family destined to be publicly humiliated, slapped down by the protagonist over and over again.