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I Hate Systems

Talent? Unnecessary! Wealth? Doesn’t matter! Brain? Eat it! Even if one was the greatest of gutter trashes with zero redeemable qualities, as long as they had a System, they are bound to reach the pinnacle of life. Compass Carburettor, a dirt-poor orphan with absolutely zero f**king qualities managed to reach the peak of the business world by the age of 35, all while relying on his Money-Making System like a blinded barnacle. But at the peak of his life, he was betrayed by his System. ------------------- [Sister novel released (Same Universe): "Post-Apocalyptic Dispatch Society"] ------------------- Check out all my projects here: http://bit.ly/wn_venus ------------------- Join my Discord server: https://discord.gg/Q544Bxu Contact me through my Discord ID: Overlord_Venus#9364 Or through my email: mistameeee@gmail.com Follow me on Instagram @overlord_venus

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Don’t Interfere

In the underground cellar, a spark flashed into existence near the ears of the Pseudo-Saint Royal Guard, Bilfuren as Horan's voice resounded, "I'm Horan, a Lightning Mage. I'll free you up in the morning. Hold on until then, alright?"

"Thank you for trying to save me," Bilfuren spoke, noticing that the guards stationed nearby didn't notice anything amiss.

A faint spark covered the walls of the cellar, emanating a subtle electrical discharge that damped the sounds he produced, preventing the guards from hearing anything.

Thanks to that, Bilfuren was able to speak without issues, saying, "Are you the Tentuna City's Lord?"

"I'm not," Horan replied, "But I've already informed the City Lord regarding this. They'll mobilise their forces to uproot this organisation soon."

"That won't be necessary." Bilfuren said all of a sudden, "Please tell them to not take any action. This is an internal matter of the Burnak Kingdom. So, please don't interfere."