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I Become The Villainous Last Prince

"You don't deserve it!" Arryn Nash was killed by his own brother in the clash over the CEO of Nash Company. He died miserable until Goddess Lauriel, one of the Athalaris deities, gave him a second chance. [Host has been identified!] [Initiating Special Ability Selection] [Congratulations!] [You Obtain Manipulation Ability] Arryn woke up and realized he had transmigrated into a world of swords and magic. He became Quentin Reingard, the last prince of the Athalaris Kingdom, who was on the verge of death. Unexpectedly, the person who planned the assassination was Quentin's closest one in the royal family. Using his manipulation powers, he is willing to avoid death and fight back until his ambition is fulfilled, becoming the King of Athalaris. Can Quentin avoid his death and achieve his ambition? *** Update Daily! WSA 2024 Entry! Please support the story by gifting power stones. Month of Mass Release: 50 Power Stones: 1 chapter extra. 100 Power Stones: 2 chaptes extra 50 Golden Ticket: 3 chapters extra. 75 Golden Ticket: 4 chapters extra 1 Gift Magic Castle: 5 chapters extra

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Shocking Moment At Night

Quentin continued to ride away from Calden Castle, taking the detoured city street heading north. The servant family's residence, Lily, was in a weathered wooden house with three family members inside.

Among the many servants in Calden Castle, Quentin's choice was Lily. Besides being the youngest, she looked innocent and had only become a servant at Calden Castle about six months ago.

The man continued riding without knowing that Arabelle also followed where Quentin rode. Quentin's behavior of often going out at night made Arabelle curious. The woman kept thinking wildly. Was Quentin planning something at night every time he left the castle?

'Where are you going, Quentin? I need to know,' Arabelle said, speaking to herself.

The distance to Lily's family residence was not so far. It took about fifteen minutes for Quentin to arrive in front of the decaying wooden house.