MTL - Jade Without Fragrance - Chapter 207 Bureau

The servant looked at the grieving princess. “Your Highness, the Regent Prince sent your scholar fiancé to the Western Butcher’s daughter!” 

The princess gritted her teeth, speaking to her servant that it matters not as she has other suitors in line. Many days later, much to her dismay, the servant ran in a hurry. “Your Highness, the Regent Prince expressed his intention of becoming your suitor! All other men in line were sold to Gou Lan Red District!”

The princess was distressed. She said to her servant it matters not. She’ll soon be married to Prince Fuma. Then the uneventful came. The servant once more ran to her, almost tripping in the process. “Your Highness, Prince Fuma was imprisoned at home! Meanwhile, there’s a red sedan chair waiting at your residence for your marriage! It was led by the Regent Prince!

The princess was stunned. For a day such as this to come, it seemed impossible. This nothing but a sad story of a female boss crossing back in time to hold the thick thighs of the big boss. But while raising him, she was eaten in the process.

- Description from Novelupdates

A half-orc with a hulking body filled with perfect muscles and a handsome face stands carrying a great axe over one shoulder.

His neon blue eyes watching the void, waiting for those that would threaten his world.

Huge creatures with monstrous figures, beasts of the abyss, here to kill the orc.

Their angered shrieks and pained screams filled the air.

The corpses of these monsters surround his body, forming his throne of dread.

His long tail smashed down, turning them into pulp while using his brutal axe with powerful chops, cleaving them into pieces.

“This world shall become ours; you cannot stop our legion! Orc!” a distorted and evil voice sounded.

“WATCH ME!” Shouted the orc, filled with confidence and pride.

In defiance, a purple mist shrouded him as he transformed into a monster himself, with long gryphon wings and sharp horns from his head—a hulking muscular body and legs filled with thick scales and black hooves.

Bang!

The orc stepped forward, his heart burning with passion and desire as he bellowed with a demonic and distorted voice.

“I am the Sovereign of Dread, foul Daemons. This is MY world! Return to your wasteland to rot, or DIE!”

He was a manticore, the only male manticore ever to exist.

He fights not for power.

Not for glory!

Alistair “Raven” Granbell fights only for his beloved women and because he LOVES to fight the strong and crush them under his axe Mor'vaal and prove he deserves his Dread Sovereign title.

-----

Only thanks to his dual cultivation technique, “The Twelves Gates of Bliss”, could he attain those heights.

Because in the distant past, he was merely an above-average half-orc, thanks to his cultivation technique and lucky encounter. He suddenly stepped on the path to becoming a powerful Chimaera after receiving a special reward in his first dungeon.

However, dual cultivation with monster girls could only improve his new reward. He could only advance so far with combat alone!

The planet Almos I entered a stage of development 400 years ago when strange monoliths appeared.

Unknown races and mystical beings emerged from inside, bringing the magical existence known as [Mana] and [Magic] with them.

Over countless years various races and humanity melded together after generations of war and chaos; now, you could find goblins serving as accountants and orcs working as policemen.

With the dawn of rapid progress, they created an occupation for those seeking to explore these monoliths.

[Adventurers]

Adventurers would delve deep into the mysterious monoliths, which were given new names to match the Adventurers.

They were called [Dungeons] due to their nature being identical to those found in the home worlds of the races that transferred to Almos I.

It was a mystical world of Magic and modern technology coming to life!

Alistair Granbell, a half-orc born to a beautiful orc mother and human father, led a dull but stable life, working as a salesman to support his beloved through college.

However, deep down, his heart always wanted more; he desired to become more.

The trigger was a stupid fight with his beloved girlfriend as he decided to throw away his old way of life and chose instead to pursue a life as an adventurer.

He would take the name Raven to honour his late mother and father, stepping on the road to becoming an unstoppable and feared existence for his enemies.

……………………………………………………………

Dear readers! Without any ads, maybe you will prefer .

Life from birth has been nothing but hell. I lost my parents to some stupid aristocrats whom they offended. Executed for no good reason.

My relatives abandoned me and pushed me aside. They feared for their lives and left me and my sister to starve and wander the streets alone!

No, this is worse than hell!

I watched my sister die of starvation. Her lips were dry and her feet bloody. Her nails were broken and her fingers riddled with cuts. She struggled in my hands and after a few seconds of struggle she passed away. She seemed joyful in death so I prayed mine will come just as swift and merciful as hers.

So I stayed in the alleyway, alone with her rotten corpse awaiting my fate for God knows how long. I could see it already. The darkness encroaching from all sides

Everyone said death is scary but I say it’s the end! Who needs life after death? What is the need for reincarnation?

Who would want to return to this crazy world?

“It’s not yet time for you to go… You have one more task to accomplish as my host” A voice called out to me.

I could barely see or speak but how can I miss such a beautiful face? It was an extremely handsome man who gazed at me with tender eyes.

.....

“Haven’t I suffered enough? Can’t I just rest?” I cried out. Why would I want to stay back in such a cruel world?

“Don’t you want to avenge the death of your parents? Don’t you want to become something greater? I can make that happen!” The beautiful man said with an alluring voice.

“You… Who are you?” I asked with an anxious heart.

My parents always said God is the only one who cares about me! Maybe in my final hours, he has come to save me.

“Call me Death…”

A happy and fulfilled life, everyone wanted that. Rio was no exception, he too wanted to feel joy and fulfillment.

But how many actually achieved that?

He didn't know, but he knew that he was not part of those.

Rio, a part time editor of a webnovel called, The Last Stand, transmigrated inside the world of the novel. Not as a main character, nor as a villain, not even a student.

But as a professor.

A simple extra, professor that was never even mentioned in the story. Through some circumstances, he was the mentor of the main cast of characters.

Armed with knowledge of the future, treasures of the world, and skills of different origins. He would raise these students to their utmost as early as possible. He felt that there would be no problem.

However, as time marches forward he realizes everything was not as simple as he thought.

The plot, or the future, as he knew it was going further down the rails. The body he occupied had a mysterious identity. A higher existence watches over him.

Realizing the implications, he gave up on staying low key and unknown. He will strive, live, and survive admist this world of cruelty.

A world set in a modern futuristic setting where cults roam free, capitalism corruption rises, demons and other races exist.

However, even if he survived and lived, will he even feel happinness and fulfillment? He didn't know, but he will live still.