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Mercenary's Oddjob

[ WSA 2024 Entry ] What do you do after defeating the Demon lord? What do you do with the rest of your life? You are practically the strongest in the world and the system just make it easier to get whatever you want. So... What do you do after finishing your journey? * [ Cras numquam scire ] by [ Yucca ] start playing* ( Volume 1 Opening song ) ---------------------------------------------------- Author note : Update 1 chapter daily. 2 chapter daily start next month, July 2024. [ Not the progressive type MC, but the catalyst type MC. He is here not for character development, he is here so other people can have character development. ] [ You saw the cover right, it's a cheerful elf with blood on his face, prepare to throw moral compass out of the window. ] [ You read the tag right, it's slice of life, prepare to add "Aruarian Dance" into your music playlist. ] [ This is not harem but at the same time, it is harem. The MC have multiple female partner, but difficult to say it's harem situation. ( Can't spoiler more than this). ] [ This is not romance but at the same time, it is romance. The relationship have some strong feeling and chemistry bond, but difficult to say it's romance situation. (Can't spoiler more than this). ] [ No Netorare, he is a killer. ] [ No Yuri, the MC will make her straight. ] If you like the story, please give some good review. Thank you very much. (b ' 3 ' ) b

UBI_Master · Fantasi
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64 Chs

039. Zaltar The Aegis

In the simple kitchen, Alice's father sat at the dining table pensively.

"Alice and Mister Zhen..." Alice's father sighed then placed his elbows on the table and pressed his face into his palms. "Is this a fate? Is this for the best?"

A baby girl walked over and immediately hugged the legs of the distraught old man. 

A baby girl with blonde hair and green eyes, just like Alice. That cute innocent face managed to capture the attention and relieve Alice's father's anxiety. 

"Do you want to play?" Alice's father lifted the baby with both hands.

The baby laughed while holding a long white mustache that was like a piece of silk cloth.

A slight smile was etched on the old man's face as the baby played with his white beard. 

"Honey, are you okay?" The soft voice came from the mouth of a woman in her forties.