MTL - Warhammer Inquisitor - Chapter 418 Age of Legion: Then and Now

Chu Nanli, the noble Goddess of Chu Kingdom, revered and worshipped by thousands.She concealed her identity and married into a foreign land, all for Ye Yunting's once spoken words, “In this life, this young master will only have eyes for you.”After the marriage, she diligently served him, cooking and washing for him, but he betrayed her, despised her, and let his servants oppress and humiliate her.Having just arrived, her scumbag husband wanted to force her to miscarry?As a military surgeon from the year 2090, she wasn't someone to be trifled with. Harm me slightly, and I'll retaliate a hundredfold! She hacked her path, eliminating enemies, seeking revenge, and even expanding her own influence.After their divorce, a renowned young general, an unparalleled court Divine Doctor, and an outstandingly talented top scholar all fell for her, each eagerly proposing marriage to her.Ye Yunting could only cry and line up, “Lili, please give this king one chance.”“Please let this king see the child, our child...”However, he was callously kicked aside by the almighty, unapproachable Regent King!“Get lost, my child doesn’t need a father!”

Leon was once an ordinary man—until he died saving children and woke up in a new world as the last prince of the demon race. But his awakening comes with a cruel truth: the war is already over.The Demon King is dead. The once-mighty demon empire lies in ruins. And now, Leon stands amidst the ashes, surrounded by a handful of survivors teetering on the brink of extinction.Crowned Demon King by default, he holds the title—but there is no kingdom left to rule. The few remaining demons are barely surviving, hunted and outnumbered. Worse still, Leon, who once enjoyed the luxuries of modern technology, must now navigate a harsh world stuck in the Middle Ages.Can he pull the demon race out of their misery? Can he reclaim the power they once held? Or will history remember him as the last king of a fallen race?Follow Leon on his journey to rebuild, conquer, and defy fate itself.

The clock struck midnight when Ruelle heard the echo of footsteps. She tensed, the fine hairs on the back of her neck standing on end in the cool night air.“You shouldn't be here,” Ruelle whispered, her voice a breathless murmur. The silhouette finally came to stand under the moonlight, his dark red eyes watching her and his inky black hair ruffling.“Shouldn't I?” His voice was a dark caress, and she stood there captivated by the danger he exuded like perfume.“I haven’t seen you for the last two days,” his tone low. His hand reached out, fingers brushing against the silk of her nightgown, tracing the trembling outline of her collarbone. “Tell me, were you avoiding me, or perhaps... entertaining other offers?”Ruelle’s heart raced, her breaths shallow. She declared, “I don't belong to anyone.”“A bold claim,“ he murmured, his breath a tantalising chill against her skin as he leaned in. ”Yet here you are, pulse racing, your body tensed as if in anticipation of my touch.”His fingers gripped her chin, tilting her face towards his. The moonlight caught his eyes, revealing a glint of predatory intent. “Or must I remind you whose touch you truly crave?”