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Reincarnated as the Demon King's Son

Aldred was a 20-year-old man who killed himself because he couldn't stand how the world treated him. He prayed for a life that he could be grateful for. And unexpected to him, the gods heard his prayer. ... I welcome you to the world of fantastic imaginations where swords and magic clashed. What to expect: A lot of beautiful girls. OP MC, weak to strong, sucking things. Milk. lots of milk. Adventure. And Comedy. Warning: You might laugh too hard reading this story. Note: This is an adventure story. The 1-10 chap is a prologue of some sort. But I advise you not to skip them, I am sure you will find them hilarious. Note: Will there be milf and incest? Yes, but at the later part of the story. MC has to fight his way to earn these rewards. So follow his journey first. NO NTR Join the discord server https://discord.gg/yPtRt29tAg There are pictures of Eve, Sophia, Edeline, and many more. Check out the discord channel, if you want to see the characters. If you want to donate for commissioning art, then check out my Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/harlyboy Note: The cover is not mine. If you want me to take it down, please ask.

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Chapter 90 The Power of a Hero

The Madbrawler tiptoed their way on the snow cliff. Scar raised his fist. His men stopped, and he crouched before narrowing his eyes at the tent.

"They are sleeping. This is our perfect chance." Scar used hand signals to tell his men an order to circle the camp from a distance. He glanced to the side where a group of marksmen and magicians nodded at him.

"Remember do not let him summon his undead or transform into a Phantom Claw." Scar stared at one particular tent, and took a deep breath. "Activate the spell."

The magicians raised their staff. "Silent environment. Deaf senses! Calm mind! Comfort body! Sleepy night!"

Scar smiled. With these spells cast on the camp, even if he shouted to the top of his lungs, they wouldn't hear or notice it.

"Attack!" The Madbrawler leaped off the cliff. Their feet landed on the ground and they charged at the camp. Scar ran to that one tent where the boy was. He wanted to be the one who killed him.