Passionate Devotion - Chapter 1268 - A happy wedding (6)

014, a slave mercenary yearning for freedom, awakens inside the body of Sidius, a talentless boy in a realm where power reigns supreme.To save his ailing sister, he decides to sell a book inherited from his parents, unaware of its true significance. Upon touching the book, a system fuses with him and flooded him with memories of a hero.“You helped me big time system but, I really don't want to play the hero.”“I prefer playing in shadows.”Unbeknownst to him, the real manipulative being in the shadows was using him as a pawn in a grand scheme.Follow Sidius as he unravels mysteries about the universe and his identity, with a single purpose—to defy his predetermined destiny.

When she opened her eyes again, she transmigrated and become a foolish woman in ancient times, Chen Afu.Gazing at the hero who seemed as lofty as a god, Chen Afu touched the drool trickling from her mouth. In this life, don't be too ambitious, don't be unrealistic...Only, in this life, she was foolish yet beautiful, destitute yet incredibly lucky, her good fortune so plentiful that she couldn't use it all up.

The Soaring Dragon Continent is a world of summons, you can only become strong if you become a summoner! Yue Yang, an average high school boy, was suddenly transported into this world. When he woke up, he was greeted with a lot of worried faces and found out that he had assumed another person’s identity. Turns out he’s the good-for-nothing third son of the Yue Family, who had just recently drowned himself because of a failed engagement. Unlike the third son of the Yue Family who was useless in summoning, Yue Yang succeeded in making a contract with a summoning grimoire on his first try, even when the other guy failed for the past fifteen years. Others would have a headache making contracts with beasts afterwards, but countless beasts tried to gain favour with Yue Yang instead, acting like a good kid before him.

Let someone else go to war, you, lucky Austria, go get married! What the god of war can give you, the god of love can also give you.

The smoke of the Napoleonic Wars has dissipated, and the Vienna system that once brought peace to Europe is riddled with holes. Beneath the seemingly peaceful appearance, there is a vortex of the times with undercurrents, the tranquility before the storm.

The air is filled with the steaming mist of sweat, and the choking black smoke makes it hard to breathe. On the elegant dining table, a group of soldiers and fat men in suits are pushing each other, feasting on the feast called the world, hanging on the wall Van Gogh’s self-portrait with waltz in his ears.

Suddenly the music turned into a march, and the picture also turned to the battlefield. Soldiers marched in a neat line, walking towards the machine gun barbed wire.

A shell fell on the ground, and after the smoke passed, countless cavalry rushed to the artillery position.

Accompanied by a loud noise, a wooden plane flew close to the ground, then pulled up rapidly, broke through the clouds, and shone brightly.

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