Supremely Talented Tyrant - Chapter 909 - 908: Eyes Can Be Deceiving

Kael, a former professional player of “Netherworld’s Gate” club, crossed into the game before it launched and became a Mixed-Blood Succubus. However, Kael always felt there was something not quite right about the way he raised the Fourth Calamity(player) as leeks for harvesting. Other NPCs’ methods of reaping players’ leeks: Unfathomable strength, top-tier plot backgrounds, hidden stories, and various skill teaching methods. His own method of reaping players’ leeks: An innocent yet desirable face, a small pink tail, eyes emitting hearts, skills with off-the-charts glamor… along with a turn-back-and-smile from the game’s promotional video. Wait a second, did I get something wrong with my great adventure in the game world? This book is also known as: “Succubus Reincarnation: Show Your True Skills in The Game World”, “The Common Succubus’s Cultivation Method”, “My Succubus Growth Monogatari is Surely Problematic”!!! Keywords: 【Fourth Calamity】【Kindombuilding】【Lord】【Dungeon】【Player】

“….Krische-sama, are you not afraid of killing people?”

“……? No. After all, it doesn’t hurt Krische.”

Although gifted with the talent to do anything with ease, the girl lacked empathy.

In her world, there is only loss and profit. No goodwill, no love.

Inhumanly recognizing cold, mathematical logic as everything, she looks at everything in the world through calculating lens.

Return given profit with profit, loss with loss.

The girl was undoubtedly pure, yet undeniably abnormal—

Her favorite things are cooking, food, and being pampered.

Her specialty is mu*der.

—- This is the story of a slightly unhinged girl being surrounded by kind and loving people, and her journey to find happiness.

The ordinary 18-year-old Edo, during a nighttime walk, finds himself in a fantasy world where he gains a mysterious power that could shape his destiny.

I thought that when I was reborn, I would work hard to be strong—however, I only started to struggle when fate came.

Once, I was weak and powerless, but the ninja world imprisoned me bit by bit like a cage.

Hinata, Konoha, Ninja World, one day I will break the cage/break free from the shackles and act recklessly. And those who were about to die – will also be reborn.

Until leaving a sentence – tell them, this is the last time I will fight for this decaying village.

“What if you never come back?”

“Then they will never return.”

“It’s like the color of your eyes determines that we can never be together. Even at the last moment of my life, all I see is blood and night—and the only thing, the white of your eyes.”

“White—it’s so good!”

Is it really good – the world of white eyes is just pale without a trace of color.

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