MTL - Only I Can Use Summoning - Chapter 937 , Patriarch of the Evil Way (1/2)

I somehow managed to be reincarnated as a maid who monopolized the Emperor’s affection. In the end, she was killed by the Evil Empress through vicious means.‘Fortunately, I’m only five years old.’‘I still have a long way to go before the original work begins, so shouldn’t I just avoid the Emperor and Empress until then?’I thought so, but…“Lize, what did you say to the Emperor?”“I said that I support you.”The evil Empress who was supposed to kill me in the original story won’t leave me alone.“Truthfully, you like me much more than the Emperor, don’t you? Am I right?”Is the Empress trying to win me over?

The world has changed, evolving into a game-like reality with mana, classes, and deadly battles. Here, death is final… except for Sora Hashino. After betrayal by a childhood friend, Sora awakens [Prestige] [Prestige : When activated, all levels and skills revert to zero, allowing for a fresh start. Become stronger and get twice the experience every skill activation.] Death is no longer an end; it’s a new beginning. Driven by revenge, Sora’s journey to power has only just begun. What to expect: Rapid, high-stakes growth Story twists and a deceptive plot Daily releases Intense, fast-paced action Late-stage world-building, solo MC in early chapters Multiple identities and hidden motives A unique job and mistakes in the choices for the MC

I don’t know how to write an introduction. The few times I wrote it before, the more I wrote it, the more ugly it became. Let’s keep it simple:

This is a Marvel fan novel, with a little added Hong Kong manga elements, if you haven’t read Hong Kong manga, it won’t affect the reading experience.

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It was understood that this was a capitalist country, where the possession of the greatest amount of capital determined to whom the nation effectively belonged.The smile that had been resting on William Sheffield’s face was abruptly erased as his expression turned cold. In a tone laced with determination, it was demanded by him that the police be contacted immediately so that they could crush those who stood in their way. The reasoning behind his words seemed clear: if such actions had been taken before by someone like Rockefeller, then why should it not also be possible for Sheffield?A sense of irony hung in the air as the sentiment was expressed—this was America, where each day seemed to unfold as though it were part of an ongoing shootout, with battles fought not just with guns but with power, influence, and wealth.