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I transmigrated to a mafia character from a BL Dark novel!

Lee Fei is a normal 30-year-old man who has a good job as a librarian at the National University in China. He is an avid reader and has always read everything, including BL and GL, even though he declares himself 100% straight. He died just like that. There was no truck. There was no car accident. No deadly disease. Lee Fei reincarnated and transmigrated to the world of the book he had read days before he died. Unfortunately, a BL Dark Book. The worst, he transmigrated as an insignificant side character! Lee Fei became Emery Darcy, who is the third child of a powerful duke. Your life should be full of wealth and happiness, right? Unfortunately, Emery Darcy followed the path of an exorcist! Yes, Emery Darcy is an Exorcist Bishop! To make the irony of his situation worse, this side character had a worse fate than the villain. What an injustice! As the knowledge of the plot of this world, Lee Fei intends to return to the home of his rich family and live a good life! So, what if he has divine powers and MANA from nature? He just wants a rich and peaceful life! Ehhhh? Is the MC making a honey trap for me? Is ML no longer a possessive demon, but a tsundere that is following me? Is the fallen archangel a shameless voyeur who spies on me even in the bath? A guardian knight who thinks I'm the reincarnation of the god of nature? Stay away from me, I just want a peaceful life! Does apocalypse come far? No matter, I'm rich enough to protect myself! Let's have a happy and rich life as a good nobleman should be. NOTE: 1. R 18 2. Chapter Auxiliary with the main characters of the harem so far; 3. Harem Romance 4. Follow my Ko-fi for news and weekly calendars: https://ko-fi.com/post/Calendar-1001--1601-L4L27V5L9 and Ko-fi.com/take_the_moon. Thanks for your support in the 2021. Hope we're together in 2022 too.

Take_the_Moon · LGBT+
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226 Chs

Poor and lost in an unknown city (R-15)

R-15 (Death and crime scene description)

A dark street even in daylight, with half-rotted wooden crates and rubbish strewn around them, the walls of crumbling buildings and windows tightly closed with thick boards should be the biggest indication that no one would inhabit those crumbling buildings.

  Yet on a fateful night a cruel criminal and a thin, poor little boy, the rats approaching the swooning body to have a feast, a small human life ending there and discarded as if it were worth far less than the rubbish found there.

The rainwater of the autumn morning washed away everything but the brutal marks left on the fragile body.

The little boy screamed for help and everyone played deaf?

Could it be that the boy was silent because of the possible money he was offered, but he only won a cold and cruel death?