In Naruto: Reborn With Talent - Chapter 175 - Ch175. First Council Meeting

Mythical Abode Mountain, Cloud’s End Cliff, the most dangerous of Azure Cloud Continent’s four deadly areas. Cloud’s End Cliff’s base is known as the Grim Reaper’s Cemetery.

'S-Rank Adventurer & Reincarnated Otherworlder' Sebastian is thrust into the role of ‘Head Butler’ for a mysterious upstart noble in the kingdom’s most dangerous, ungoverned region—The Garden of Hell, where powerful beasts roam and rule the land...!What he doesn’t expect is that the young noble he’s assigned to serve... is none other than the villainess from an Otome Game in his previous life!But this villainess is far from the arrogant, malicious figure he remembers...Having lost her engagement to the crown prince and fallen into disgrace, she’s now tasked with creating and managing this dangerous territory in the Kingdom of Florentia.Now... Sebastian must help this fallen villainess regain her honor while serving as her head butler—all while working to transform this perilous region into a prosperous one!TAGS AND GENRE:Romance | Comedy | Fantasy | Slice of Life | Kingdom Building | Action | Reincarnation | Villain | Villainess | Otome Game | Royal Family | Drama

Xie Jin is an international student studying in the United States. Because of an accident, he obtained a special ability that allows him to detect the attributes of all objects within a certain range. Because of this ability, he started from panning for gold and gradually went to the country of Bald Eagle. The pinnacle of wealth. (No abuse, no depression, logical, straightforward and reasonable road to the rise of North American chaebols)

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When the admissions office of Witch Academy called, I was stunned—I had been accepted into a school I never imagined I could touch.Yes, I am a boy and it is an all-girls’ academy, but they did not mind, so I saw no reason to object. I had applied secretly, without telling my family, just to take a chance.But as soon as those striking seniors greeted us newcomers—pressing every boy against the wall with a knowing smile—I realized things were about to spin out of control.“Oh, come now, you sweet little freshman,” one of them said smoothly, her voice full of mischief. “Don’t make this difficult for me, your big sis. Swallow this core and transform into a witch like me, alright?”She held the glowing orb before us, half-threatening, half-teasing, almost inviting the new boys to react. It was clear she enjoyed it—the blend of fear and resistance in their expressions. Our unease seemed to be her personal amusement.After all, they only had this opportunity once a year.