I Am Tired Of Being A Hero - Chapter 214: Calling Home

# PRINCE # ESCAPEFAMINE

Lin Suisui, the legendary doctor of Medicine King Valley, saved countless lives during her life, but in the end, she died a tragic death when an arrow pierced her chest.

When she opened her eyes once more, she had become the crown princess who had just married into the East Palace! Standing before her was a lackey eunuch who was going to kick her while she was down, and behind her was a sickly prince who was severely injured and unconscious…

In desperation, Lin Suisui turned and kissed her husband’s thin lips with tears in her eyes…

***

Lu Ze, the crown prince of the Great Xia Dynasty, was the pride of the heavens.

He was in charge of the frontier warriors, the unbeatable and invincible god of war! When the palace changed hands, he was seriously poisoned and falsely accused of treason.

When he next opened his eyes, he was met with a bed with red decorations and the word “double happiness” everywhere. The crown princess, who called him her husband in tears, was clutching a gold hairpin in hand as she stabbed the evil eunuch in the neck.

The violent and ruthless man didn’t know why he felt a surge of protectiveness towards her, and he never imagined that he would end up wanting to protect her for a lifetime!

I became the childhood friend of the protagonist in a novel. The childhood friend who died from taking drugs.

At nineteen, Dexter was already one of the world’s most celebrated authors. His books topped charts. Critics praised his genius. Fans devoured every word. But behind the acclaim was a lonely boy—raised without parents, love, or real friends—just stories.He published his first novel at fourteen. By seventeen, he was a literary star. But the higher he rose, the hollower it felt.Then came the writer’s block. The headaches. The blackout. And the transmigration.Dexter awoke in the body of Daylan, a disgraced young man in a crumbling, medieval world laced with steampunk tech, divine law, and political unrest. Daylan had already failed two of the three sacred Trials—rites that determine one’s magical potential. He was drowning in debt, entangled in plots to overthrow a corrupt Divine Church, and branded a lost cause.With no way back, Dexter took the final Trial—the most brutal of them all—and began a path that would earn him the whispered title: Soldier, Poet, King.But as his powers grew, one question haunted him: Did he truly die? And if so, who—or what—chose to bring him back?

My whole life, all I wanted was power.

I churned the world into rivers of blood and eventually gained the title, “Demon Lord of Strength”. However, all this became useless when I lost to a party of heroes.

But what can a loser say? As I laid dying, I was forced to listen to the hero’s gibberish:

“If you are born again, I hope that you will live a kind life!”

But huh? When I opened my eyes again, I was back in the past.

“What do I have to do to live a kind life?”

This is the beginning of an ex-Demon Lord’s journey to live a kind