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There's Something Wrong With You, My Lord!

Battered, injured, jaded and marvellously wreaked. Luis Lee was one of the powerful ability users during the chaotic time of the apocalypse but that was until he found himself reincarnated in a magical world full of hunks and gorgeously powerful moon elves.  At that moment he thought, "Let's live a slow slutty life, (b)itches!" These long-eared hotties needed him for something and the new moon elf lord was determined to do nothing. However, an obnoxious system was added into the mix saying that he is reincarnated in a world of a book. System administrator: This world will usher an Apocalypse after a decade. So enjoy your stay (b)itch. Few days old moon elf lord: Will I ever get a proper rest? A story of a perverted soul who just wanted to get laid starts now. Author's Note: Bearers are another gender of the moon elves. They have PP but has the ability to 'bear children'. This concept is practically like an omegaverse- minus the heat. This is my first ever novel. :) The book cover is a commissioned art made by Kanl Art. Paid by the Author using all the love that the beloved readers gave to this book! Hihihi! Do not use without Author's permission. Contact me @ https://discord.gg/M6N3nDkA

Imsuperberbs20 · LGBT+
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240 Chs

That Drunken Brawl That Went Down To History (4)

Contrary to the overwhelming pressure emitting from the four strongest figures among the moon elves. Their behavior towards each other remained good and casual.

"The mechanics are simple, everyone. It's a three versus one brawl," Luis pointed at Nicol, Legland and Feren each time he spoke the words, "You, you and you."

"Makes up the three people mentioned. Let's just say that you guys are the blue corner. Meanwhile, the lone participant in the red corner is, of course, starred by yours truly. The goal was to disarm or incapacitate the opponents."

Luis waved around the two short wooden sticks that he was holding in his both hands.

His three subordinates are encircling around him; left, right and front. Behind him was the blue Woodrill Lake, looking confident despite the seemingly cornered position he was in.

"Understood?"

"Understood, My Lord."