Agriculture Escape: Ultimate Boss Has A Space Pocket! - Chapter 559 - : Poisoned

Valhǫll, a fantasy game with a touch of modernity.I thought I’d give it one last try with the rewards of achievements.I acquired extraordinary traits like [Death Avoidance], [Ironman], [Winds], traits I wouldn’t have chosen in ordinary circumstances.But I should have never started.I fell into a game where reaching the ending seemed impossible.With the body of an orphan wandering the market alleys.[Devil’s Blood], [Worst Condition], [Eccentric Actions], [Mysophobia].Plus burdened with hidden penalty traits.“Damn it.”Can I survive?No. I must survive, no matter what it takes.

Welcome to a classic story about a young lady's ruthless revenge with the help of her loyal bodyguard. Packed with conflict, romance, and action as if you are watching a K-drama! Sprinkled with fluff, flirt, and smut to maximize your satisfaction ;)* * *After getting manipulated, treated like a slave by her family, and assaulted by her own brother, Sarah found out that the accident killing her mother in the past might have been orchestrated by someone from her family. Before figuring out the answer, however, she got killed and opened her eyes at her mother's funeral.“I'm sorry, Mother. I will never be able to live in peace before taking my revenge.”Returning as a trashy princess who slept around with her bodyguard instead of the goody-two-shoes daughter people expect her to be, Sarah set out with a match in her hand, determined to take over the kingdom and burn her billionaire family down.Could someone from the future that hadn't happened yet keep her from burning herself, or would she be consumed by the flame of retribution?#regression #billionaire #posessive #master #bodyguard #revenge #fakelovers #fakeittillyoumakeit #faceslapping #makjang #chaebol

I regret having lived as a villain.

So when I got a second chance after regressing, I tried to live a good life…

But then a villain became obsessed with me.

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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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