MTL - I Don’t Want To Fight Anymore After Wearing An Outer Room - Chapter 547 finished the exam

[Forced Possession Summoning]A technique to forcibly summon a person from another world and defeat a monster sealed within them. It is a forbidden large-scale magic that mankind has devised to defeat an otherwise undefeatable dragon.

Yukihisa Kogure, a black company worker, was summoned to another world with this [Forced Possession Summoning] magic on one day overnight. The dragon, Veno Yveval, was sealed within Yukihisa’s body.

『To subjugate a powerful dragon by using the life of a person from another world? They will come at us with everything they have. Won’t you cooperate with me to survive?』

「Isn’t that an offer I cannot refuse? I do not wish to die.」

Thus, the escape of Yukihisa and the dragon, Veno, began.

An otherworld fugitive drama depicted by extraordinary storyteller Aneko Yusagi, unfolds!

Trying to earn a living everyday kept Hyun-Soo busy. However, one day when he was doing a side job of threading beads, he realized something.

-Ding!

“My pants are already off. Stopping now would be a bit redundant, don’t you think?”

Everyone knew the cool, aristocratic Chairman Li was sick, but only Rong Yan knew the man was problematic and sick in the head. That day, she was accosted at the bedroom entrance. Long arms held her against her will as the man leaned into her ear and whispered, “Marry me.” Rong Yan struggled to no avail. Frustrated, she said, “I have a boyfriend of five years.”

“You mean my son is your boyfriend?”

For her baby boy, she was willing to secretly marry this billionaire chairman. From then on, he held the knife for her kills, and poured the gasoline as she set fires. Everyone knew the chairman was possessive and paranoid—and Rong Yan was his bottom line. The five-year-old Li Duidui was at a loss. When Daddy and Mommy fought, was he supposed to help clear up the misunderstanding or close the door on them…

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