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The world Weakest Prince,Is Actually the strongest

Autor: VOIDKING
Fantasy
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What is The world Weakest Prince,Is Actually the strongest

Leia o romance The world Weakest Prince,Is Actually the strongest escrito pelo autor VOIDKING publicado no WebNovel. Ushino Mizaki is a Son of Prime Minister of Japan,One day When he's on the way home he encounter a strange light,when he opens his eyes he's in a body of A Prince in another world as Abel Von Eclipse,...

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Ushino Mizaki is a Son of Prime Minister of Japan,One day When he's on the way home he encounter a strange light,when he opens his eyes he's in a body of A Prince in another world as Abel Von Eclipse,will Mizaki be able to return home?.

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