Who Let Him Cultivate Immortality - Chapter 240: Trying to Rob This Helmsman? What Courage!

Ted was reborn in London in 1991, and he had dreamed of becoming a millionaire, but a letter came from Hogwarts!

I thought that relying on the card system and monthly knowledge of other worlds, I would not be the second greatest white wizard of this century.

In the end, you told me that there have been two confluences of stars in this world, and now it is full of magical animals and plants from other worlds, as well as intelligent races!

What’s even more outrageous is that the savior has changed into Neville! Harry became Harley!

Nanadi, play Yindi with me, right?

Then no one wants to live~

System Upgrade!

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The grandson of the richest person, is just this willful.He doesnt wanna just be a rich guy who spends money for living,At this time, he became a bodyguard of a Beautiful CEO,“Be your temporary boyfriend? Can, but...”“Just show me how can we make a deal, or in other words, what can you do for me?”

Haruto Saito, was playing a mobile game called “King of Cards” when his phone exploded due to overheating. He then transmigrated into the world of Naruto and found out...Why can I see the name, identity, and reputation of each of them?Killing hostile ninjas will drop cards? Ninjutsu cards! Taijutsu cards! Forbidden jutsu cards! Mystic jutsu cards! Can cards be eaten? Will you gain corresponding abilities after eating them? What are equipment cards? Killing Uchiha clan ninjas can drop Sharingan bloodline cards? Killing Hyuga clan ninjas can drop Byakugan bloodline cards? What if I kill Kaguya? ! !Naruto world is gamified! Reputation exchange! Ninjutsu enhancement! Achievement rewards! Unlimited first kills!“Excuse me, I'm not targeting anyone, I just say that everyone here is garbage!” At the Five Kage Conference, Haruto Saito said lightly, tapping his fingers on the table.

[COMPLETE] Can a royal Romeo and Juliet find their happy ending?

Ayleth, Princess of Zenithra, is secretly trained in hand-to-hand combat, and collects swear words she doesn't know how to use. During the Festival of Peace, in which every royal son on the continent will be at the castle for a month, she is instructed by her parents to find a husband. Yet, Ayleth has never even been kissed—until the very first ball, when she meets the man in the Lion mask.

Etan is a seasoned warrior, and the Prince of Summitras. He attends the Festival hoping to find a powerful wife who will help him conquer the dark sorcery of their bloodsworn enemies, the Kingdom of Zenithra. But at the very first ball, he discovers the masked woman who captures his heart is the Heir to the evil empire.

Ayleth and Etan face an impossible battle. Will their love survive? Or will their parents' dark dealings keep them apart forever?

[Mature content. No sexual violence.]

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“You…” She stepped back. Then back again, her mouth dropped open. “You… You cannot be…”

“I am,” Etan said, and his hair raked back as he pushed his mask off his handsome face. So handsome her heart raced.

His hair was ebony black, his skin a warm brown that threatened to fade in in the winter months. He stared at her with glittering green eyes, over high cheekbones and a noble nose, his jaw tight and shadowed this late in the day. His chin was high over the pillar of his neck that she’d just touched with its hard lines and steel strength, so different to her own. And his chest... She gasped and covered her eyes. She’d humiliated herself revealing her stupid, childish curiosity.

“No, Ayleth. This changes nothing.”

“How can you say that? It changes everything!” She was horrified to realize she was crying.

“Ayleth, please.” His voice cracked on the plea and she stared at him, shoving her mask up and off, despite how it would pull her hair out of the beautiful twist the maid had managed for her.

His eyes locked on hers and she couldn’t think. She couldn’t breathe.

She had met her One. And he was the son of her bloodsworn enemy.

She stared at him as he stepped forward again, offering both hands, palm up. “Touch me,” he whispered. “Hold my hands. This is real, Ayleth. I don’t know how it happened, but this is real. Please don’t deny it.”

She couldn’t resist. She raised a trembling hand to his cheek, letting her palm catch on the scruff of his jaw. He blew out a breath and put his hand over hers, and that jolt that happened whenever they touched shivered through her again.

“Please, Ayleth.”

“I cannot deny it,” she whispered.