Is that a Wisp? - Chapter 116: Not Enough Energy.

“….Krische-sama, are you not afraid of killing people?”

“……? No. After all, it doesn’t hurt Krische.”

Although gifted with the talent to do anything with ease, the girl lacked empathy.

In her world, there is only loss and profit. No goodwill, no love.

Inhumanly recognizing cold, mathematical logic as everything, she looks at everything in the world through calculating lens.

Return given profit with profit, loss with loss.

The girl was undoubtedly pure, yet undeniably abnormal—

Her favorite things are cooking, food, and being pampered.

Her specialty is mu*der.

—- This is the story of a slightly unhinged girl being surrounded by kind and loving people, and her journey to find happiness.

Branded a scammer, a thief and a con artist, Si-eun became a fugitive following the betrayal of his friend and sworn brother Javier, the one who stole his life's work, his business from him and framed him for its downfall. Hunted by loansharks and enraged investors for months, he wandered from city to city until his luck eventually ran out.At the moment of his pathetic death, a god intrigued by his desperation to live offered him another chance at life—Only for Si-eun to awaken inside a familiar world, the world of an MMORPG game he once played, even worse… he inhabited the body of Azazel Von Astavore, a useless extra destined to die in every playthrough of the game.

Richard Santamo, a Jobless, idling bystander, stumbles upon a mysterious blue panel that grants him access to advanced technology and skills beyond human comprehension. With the power to shape his destiny, he must navigate his newfound abilities while balancing everyday life, friendships, and his mother’s expectations. As he sets his sights on business, innovation, and self-improvement, Richard quickly realizes that knowledge and power come at a cost. Will he rise above his humble beginnings, or will the weight of his ambitions pull him under?-----------[ DISCLAIMER ] -----------Please note that the entirety of this book is a work of fiction. All characters, names, businesses, locations, and events depicted within these pages are products of the author's imagination or have been used in a purely fictitious manner. Any perceived resemblance to actual persons, living or deceased, or to real-world companies, organizations, or institutions, is entirely unintentional and purely coincidental. The portrayal of any names, character traits, positions, or corporate entities in this narrative is fundamentally fictional and is not intended to represent, comment upon, or interact with their real-life counterparts in any way. Our aim is to provide an immersive story, completely detached from reality.Furthermore, neither the author nor the publisher intends to defame, discredit, or infringe upon the rights or reputation of any individual, company, or entity that may, by sheer happenstance, share a name or a superficial characteristic with an element found in this book. This creation is offered solely for entertainment purposes and should not, under any circumstances, be interpreted as factual documentation or a representation of real-life events, actual people, or existing circumstances. Its sole purpose is to invite you into a world crafted from imagination, with no ties to the factual world.

What if you were transported into the world of Mushoku Tensei, a realm of swords and magic? Would you have a system?Yes.But what if this system was a facade created by the gods of that world?That would mean the tasks assigned by the system would be incredibly daunting....[Within one hour, gain the favor of the Water Saint-level Mage—Roxy Migurdia. Mission Reward: Unlock Healing Magic Slot (1/4).]“Huh? Favor? Wait, is this system even serious?”Years later:“The beloved elder brother of Sword God Eris; the husband of Magic University Dean Roxy Migurdia; the ‘Dawn’ of the Asura Kingdom; the ‘Iron Heart’ of the Boreas Family; the pillar cherished by the Dragon God; the childhood friend long adored by the Water God; the man Princess Ariel yearned for but could never attain... May I ask...”“Wait, where did all these chaotic titles come from?”“That’s how the world addresses you, Mr. Allen~”“...Is there a more serious one?”“Of course.”“Oh? Do tell.”The long-eared, silver-haired elf girl, who was conducting her nightly playful interview, suddenly dropped her smile.Her crimson eyes flickered with candlelight, like a serene lake set ablaze....“The Hero of the World, the One and Only God.”in case you want to support me (special benefits)patreon.com/roaverse (+extra Chapters)