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A Gorgeous White (BL)

( An LGBT+ novel) Ending your life isn't the right decision. Moulin didn't believe this saying until he did it. Moulin, a depressed shut-in digital writer, transmigrates into the frail body of a spoiled young master. Unknown to him, he was swallowed by the fear of death. This time, he intends to start a new beginning and relive his life carefully. Waking within the frigid confines of a cave of ice. Nightly whispers of guidance and so much more. The power of unknown origin... An unusual world where special people possess elemental powers and thriving magical beasts, A cute meng selling snow-white fox, A crowd of overprotective people, and a powerful yet impressively annoying person...a stressful Moulin massaged his forehead. This couldn't possibly get any worse... Moumou: My body doesn't feel right...( secretly inspects lower body) Moumou: ...@$%#!!!! An Evil Lion: My love, our bed has gone cold... Moumou: (#ง'̀-'́)ง... Warning this novel includes the following: 1. Smut 2. Gore 3. Inappropriate language Publish dates: Monday, Wednesday, and Friday (Sporadic if I get busy ╥﹏╥) || I M P O R T A N T N O T I C E! || This novel is inspired by several BL novels• If you do not like reading LGBTQ+ novels please avoid reading this• This author is trying her best!• Enjoy! The cover is originally is drawn by yours truly º^º *hehe want a commission?*

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474 Chs

|| Chapter 410 || Another One

The cozy sitting room could not conceal the tension surrounding the two maeruthans facing each other with serious expressions. Moulin lowered his gaze to his hands while he was stuck deep within his thoughts, trying to process Ghana's words. 

"You said the little girl, Nara, heard this?"The silver-eyed maeruthan raised his eyes. 

Ghana nodded, "He's a witness. He might be able to help us. The cultists took him days before they took the children you and Sarion rescued."

"But Erthyl can't..." Moulin paused briefly and furrowed his brows. "He can't speak."

Ghana leaned forward from her seat, tilting her head to meet Moulin's worried gaze. "We can request for a seer or... you could do it."