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I Am Tired Of Being A Hero

“Have you ever wished that a truck would hit you and you would transmigrate into a world filled with swords and magic? Perhaps you wished that you would be a hero, defeating the villains, protecting the land, and receiving all sorts of admiration and love from the people. I would give you one piece of advice. Perish that thought.” -Ravi West *** Ravi West was a hero of indisputable esteem. As a Sentinel, he traveled the Realms, killing villains and saving entire civilizations. His job was everything to him. Until Luxor. Luxor changed everything. Luxor changed him. Ravi was done. The tiredness etched into his bones. He laid down his mantle and vanished. He chose the most boring planet in his memory for his retirement, except this Earth was not like the one he remembered- Nests, monsters, superheroes, and villains filled the streets but that was not his business. He has a plan, a quiet, uncaring life filled with wine, food, and books. But the New Captain at the Bureau seemed to enjoy shattering all his carefully laid plans. He was the most annoying person Ravi had ever met, blonde hair, the most beautiful blue eyes, and a sunny smile, the righteous Arlen Sinclair constantly got involved in cases much bigger than him, dragging Ravi along into his Shenanigans. **** Grumpy, Cynic Shou who doesn't care if the world burns× Golden Retriever, Righteous Gong who is the first to bring the bucket to save the burning world. #Foundfamily #Sliceoflife, #crime, #mystery, #Superheros, #OverpoweredMc, #Protagonistfallsinlovefirst #MutualPampering #Powercouple #Superpowers #Cooking #Farming #yaoi #Detectives #Villains [This book is participating in the WSA contest] Disclaimer: The book cover to be taken down at owner's request.

Dark_Scholars · LGBT+
分數不夠
270 Chs

Agatha

They asked many of the restaurant workers but they all claimed that they could not remember. The three of them left the first restaurant, the second, the third, and the fourth restaurant.

"Ah! Isn't this that woman who poured Agatha that mint tea? I will never forget that face. It is her, I know." One of the waiters in the fourth restaurant said when she was shown the picture. The waiter was in her early thirties with her brown hair in a bun, she wore black trousers with a classic white shirt.

She had been smiling at them but the moment she saw the picture, her expression changed to cold disdain.

"You said she poured mint tea on another waiter?" Arlen asked as Ravi took down notes. This was the opposite of how Mary Taylor had been described by everyone including her employees. She was not the kind of person to look down on someone from a different wealth class.