Speed Is King - Chapter 409 I NEED YOUR HELP!

The Emperor of the Great Qi Kingdom was looking forward to a princess, but he had twenty-eight sons in a row!

The tyrant opened the altar and prayed that as long as he gave birth to a daughter, he promised that he would not commit murder in the future and bring peace to the world! Unexpectedly, God really agreed!

Ten months later, Gu Nuo’er, the only little princess in Daqi, was born with a koi carp.

In the face of being surrounded by treacherous officials, the enemy country is staring at the tiger, and the disadvantaged start of man-made disasters and natural disasters——

The little princess waved her little hand, indicating that the baby is not afraid!

Relying on the luck of the koi carp, help the tyrant father to clean up the court situation, please the queens in the harem, and bring blessings to the people around him.

Gradually, she became everyone’s petite baby.

Tyrant Daddy: “The Dragon Chair is my Nuobao’s shaker, as long as she speaks, the world will give it to her!”

Brothers of the prince: “If you have looks and you have money, I just don’t get married, and I spend my whole life to spoil my sister!”

Ministers and uncles: “Who dares to bully the little princess, don’t blame us for besieging and killing them all!”

When Nuonuo grew up, everyone realized that the boy who grew up with the princess wanted to steal her for a long time——

Ye Siming: “Nuo Nuo, whoever makes you cry, I will make the whole family restless, and whoever hurts you, I will take his life. If you like it, my life is yours too.”

- Description from novelbuddy

Notice to Readers This is a NETORI novel—where the protagonist does the stealing, not the crying. If you’re here for NTR (netorare) tears, you’re in the wrong place. Thanks for reading! *Trigger Warning* The following piece of art may be offensive to some people because it contains rape fantasy, which is not real. Real rape is wrong. This is for people who enjoy rape as a fantasy or role-play and is not intended to be real or to be reproduced in any way. IF YOU ARE NOT 21 YEARS OF AGE OR OLDER, PLEASE EXIT THIS NOVEL NOW! THIS STORY IS FOR ADULTS ONLY AND CONTAINS EXPLICIT SEXUAL CONTENT, INCLUDING NON-CONSENUAL SEX, ABUSE, AND BREAST PLAY. IT IS SIMPLY FANTASY AND IN NO WAY CONDOLES THE ABUSE OF WOMEN. IT IS HERE FOR PLEASURE ONLY.

*Slow Burn Historical Fantasy Novel*

Elise had about to change into the dress that was lying on the corner of her bed when she heard a knock lightly calling from her door. Curious, she turned the door knob only to have a tall man towering in front of her.

“Master Ian!” She called.

Ian smiled with the usual mischievous smirk that he always used. His crimson eyes trailing a little over her room and spotted the black dress over her bed and shifted his eyes over to the woman in front of him. He stepped forward and spoke. “Where did you acquire that dress?”

“Mr. Harland gave it to me.” Elise replied and strained her neck to see Ian’s brows knitted in its elegance.

“Do you know why a man would love to give a woman a dress?” He gave the riddle that she always had to think twice before replying. But this time, she found no answer and instead shook her head. “I don’t know.”

His grin grew bewitching as though something had stirred deep inside the scarlet eyes that he had. He slowly slid his hand over the collar of her dress, sending a cold shiver that startled her for a moment due to its freezing temperature. After unbuttoning the first two buttons on her collar, he tilted his head down, whispering to her ears. “Because they want to be the one to undress the cloth.”

He paused and kissed her neck, turning the pale skin to red before retracting his move to fix his eyes on her and leisurely replied. “Unfortunately, you can’t wear the dress over there with this.” He chuckled and passed a box over to her hand. “And the fortunate news is I prepared a dress for you.”

Elise was a cursed little girl who could see ghosts. Her family hated her and threw her from one adoptive family to another. However, misfortune didn't act alone. When she was brought up by her aunt, she was sold as a slave. When she had thought she would become nothing but a sacrifice to the sorcerer, she was saved by a man whose identity was far different than a normal mythical being.

Once upon a time, a boy was referred to as a “War Hero.”

In another world called Aletia, the boy who had saved the Lost Kingdom, conquered their neighbouring countries, and led to the rise of a grand empire decided to throw everything away, returning to the modern era at the cost of his memories.

As three years passed, the boy who was happily enjoying his daily life was once again called back to the other world.

However, what awaited him was the Aletia of 1000 years in the future.

As his past glories became a “myth,” the legend of the youth referred to as the, “Twin Black Hero King,” begins.