I’m Really Not Targeting the Mages - Chapter 827 - : My trump card is beyond your imagination!

In a world where most wolves her age have already found their mates and embraced their destined roles, one she-wolf remains unmated—not out of bitterness, but because a deeper calling stirs within her. Haunted by a vivid dream that feels more like a prophecy than a passing vision, she begins to question whether her life was meant for more than becoming someone’s Luna. As her family pleads for caution, she stands at a crossroads: remain in the safety of the familiar, or follow the pull of fate into the unknown, where purpose, danger, and destiny await.

Her – a glutton without troubles or worries who crossed over and became a young fat chick with a deep vengefulness.

His name was Brayden Neal, and he was an ordinary citizen. At eighteen years old, he was bestowed the title of a king!

After ten years of fighting in the northern borders outside the kingdom, he finally returned home. He swore to kill three people the moment he arrived at the capital…

Who said that virtual online games are outdated?

Cold-blooded competition, warm daily life, clouds of beauties, all brothers, isn’t that pretty?

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