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Legendary Broken Player - VRMMORPG

## The MC is Overpowered!! And So Broken!! Leon stumbled upon a rare quest that led him to the Goddess of Sloth. Impressed by his unwavering dedication, she chose him as her Divine Champion, gifting him the powerful Self-Transcendence Blessing. This blessing changed everything! He unlocked the [Legendary Blacksmith Class], allowing him to forge weapons of unmatched power. His abilities skyrocketed, seemingly without limits! As his power grew, so did his influence and conquests, attracting the most powerful—and beautiful—figures in the game to his side. Leon’s virtual success spilled into his real life, bringing wealth and influence he never dreamed possible. But one mystery haunted him: What is the true secret behind this virtual world that feels almost too real? ** ### Discord Server: tinyurl.com/galanteodiscord ## Additional Tags: - Harem and Romance - No Yuri No NTR! - Blacksmith - Kingdom Building - Spirit Beast Contract - Real World Impact - Wealth and Fame - Seven Sins

Galanteo · Fantasie
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Chapter 388 - Apology and confession

It was around 8 PM, and since Laura mentioned she had something important to discuss, Leon decided to excuse himself from dinner with Hazel and Lily. They had already been there for about an hour, so it seemed like a good time to wrap things up anyway.

The meeting spot was the same park where Leon had last met Laura, on the long bench beneath the dim glow of street lamps. It was winter now, though the snow was still thin on the ground. Despite the cold, Laura had chosen this place for their meeting.

As Leon approached, he saw Laura stand up from the bench, bundled in a thick coat and scarf.

"Hi," she greeted him softly.

"Hi, Laura… this is pretty sudden," Leon replied.

"Uh… yeah," she murmured, handing him a cup. "I brought you some coffee. It's warm."

Leon took the cup with a grateful smile, and they both sat down on the bench. The park lights glowed softly around them, casting a serene ambiance despite the bite of the approaching winter.