Three Little Troublemakers Turned the World Upside Down After My Divorce - Chapter 11

With the Goddess’ blessing, he became a 『Divine Knight』 and founded an Empire.
As time passed, he grows older, and by the time the heavens called for him to come, the Goddess showed before him, asking for his last wish.

He wished to be reincarnated in the future.
He dedicated all his life for his people, he had no time to master his own arts.
This time, he wishes to live for himself, forging his body to the utmost limit.

The Goddess complied with his wish.
In the far future, the King shall reincarnate as the 『daughter』 of a renowned Knight family.
And, under some circumstances, she is labeled as a failure of a Knight, however——

「How convenient. I can stand on the foremost line without needing any rank. No better training than actual combat!」

Thus, the legend of the world’s strongest, most beautiful Knight Disciple (♀) has begun—

After the divorce, the ex-wife disappeared for four years and unexpectedly gave birth to a pair of twins! Upon reuniting, Third Young Master Shen continuously pressured her into marriage, but the ex-wife's heart was tightly shut. The soft and adorable daughter was worried, saying: “Uncle Shen, why don't you kidnap me and threaten my mom to marry you?” Clearly, she is his biological daughter. The arrogant son, on the other hand, specializes in ruining plans, revealing someone’s embarrassing photos: “If you keep pestering my mom, I’ll send this to the parent group!” He's clearly out to get his dad!

There was a woman. Born as an illegitimate child and raised under the strict control of the queen, her world was as small as a well.

There was a man. He was forced to marry a woman who was his brother’s political marriage partner. His world, which was infinitely wide, became smaller.

The woman’s original sin, and the man’s resentment. “I should have just died instead…”

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.

—— Dickens《A Tale of Two Cities》

I made myself a ghost back to life from death, with hatred in my bones and conspiracy brewed for years, sinking into the marsh, into the abyss. All I want is to bury the rotten roots, growing thistles and thorns which can kill like upas, to stab into the hypocritical civilization.

In the bottom of the muck……I found my lucida.

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