The Prime Minister’s Darling - Chapter 34 - : Buy Mountain

This is a century glittering with the brilliance of human civilization, a world where steam engines, magic, and demi-humans coexist, a chapter of complaints committed due to exploration.'Red Dragon Queen rises first, annihilating all human affairs with her wrathful flames.''The mysterious child of the sea will raise great waves to erase the sins of humanity.''The god of the skies will leave no refuge for the remnants, nowhere to belong.''The immortal witch composes epitaphs for them with her magic.''And I, will write a new chapter for this world'... ...... ...Years later, Fisher, who has received the apocalyptic prophecy and the miraculous tool called the Demi-Human Girls' Completion Manual, wishes to be recognized as a pioneer in demi-human academia, a savior of human civilization, a dove of peace, and a messiah.Instead of being the person who is torn apart with the firewood knife, and the savior divided into pieces.

From the age of 7, Qiao Qiao realised that her family wasn’t quite the same as her friends’ families.

Her father, dressed in all white, said, “Our girl should learn to cultivate immortality with me!”

Her mother, dressed in battle armor, said, “Our girl should train her body to protect herself!”

When discussing it, they decided to solve it with a duel outside.

Her brother secretly asked, “Qiao Qiao, do you want to be in the entertainment industry with me?”

Then, her brother was kicked out of the house by her parents. She prayed that he was okay out there. 

Qiao Qiao sighed. She was really worried about this family.

She silently collected mech building materials. There was no other way, if she learned how to use mechs, she would be able to get a good job. Unfortunately, her unreliable parents didn’t understand.

It seems like the burden of supporting this family was handed over to her.

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The protracted ’witch hunting’ had faded into silence with the end of the Seven Years’ War, and the mysteries of the East Coast had begun to conceal themselves, yet gunpowder was on a rapid rise. Mo Qishang, who should have been utterly confounded, stood at the crossroads of destiny in the name of Arthur. He stared in astonishment at the charging knights, the wizards atop the high towers, and the bizarre wilderness. He felt the sharpness of the longsword and the recoil of the firearm, both clear and unfamiliar. At last, he excitedly shook his robe and, with a smile on his face, said— “Do not believe what I say, for to believe is to exist!”