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Vile Evil Hides Under The Veil

Meet Eren Elijhah Idril, the guy who just couldn't catch a break even in the afterlife. He kicks the bucket as an old, broke-down adventurer, courtesy of a not-so-friendly neighborhood monster. Bummer, right? But hold onto your hats, 'cause that's not where his story ends. By some crazy stroke of fate, Eren gets thrown back in time to his teenage years, back when he was just a greenhorn at Lionheart Academy, dreaming big and not a care in the world (except maybe passing his special exams as a a novice Ranker). Now, most folks might use a second shot at life to right their wrongs, make amends, you know, the whole shebang. But not our boy Eren. Nope, he's not about to let a little thing like mortality slow him down. With a fresh start on the horizon, Eren decides to throw caution to the wind and embrace his inner rogue. And boy, does he embrace it. From pulling off daring heists to stirring up trouble wherever he goes, Eren dives headfirst into a life of mischief and mayhem, all without batting an eyelash. No hesitation, no regrets—just pure, unadulterated chaos. [WPC#218 Bronze Trophy Winner] [Mature content warning.] Additional tags: #evilmc #mature #evilprotagonist #antiheroprotagonist #coldmc #calculatingmc #pragmaticmc #smut #lemons #maturecontent ================= Instagram: graybacknovels Discord: https://discord.com/invite/R5uGQaXJRY

Grayback · Fantasy
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1922 Chs

A Lion Talking About Deer Welfare

The air grew heavy as Valeria presented her demand to Eren, her voice carrying a serious tone. "We need your potions, Eren," she stated firmly. "Specifically, we require the top-tier quality potions that the White Raven Guild is known for producing."

Eren couldn't help but feel a sense of surprise at the Matriarch's request. He had anticipated the Amazonians would approach him for weapons through illicit channels, but potion selling was his legitimate business. The Amazonians had easy access to his potions, as they were readily available in various regions of Edinburgh. Regardless of which autonomous zone the Amazonians belonged to, they could have easily obtained his potions without directly contacting him.