How to Live as the Enemy Prince - Chapter 114

As soon as Qin Feng opened his eyes, he was horrified to find himself lying in a drafty thatched hut. The problem was that he was still in his villa! What was even more horrifying was that there was another man lying under the blanket next to his legs!

“You, you, who are you?”

The man quietly sat up, exposing his upper body. He looked at him fixedly for a moment, then took a broken bowl from the table by the bed. He said in a muffled voice, “Wife, drink this water.”

Qin Feng rolled his eyes and fainted. Without permission, it is forbidden to reproduce or adapt it. Violators must be investigated.

Forty years ago, demons invaded the eastern continent. Coming from another realm, they hunted the humans, and people soon began to wage war with them. Before long, there were those among the humans who inherited the demons' abilities.Demon hunters are currently the most in-demand profession. Although the chance of dying during a raid was high, the hunters were mostly popular among the common people. If you have some demon blood in your body, then the path to the Hunter's Association is open to you.Year 2066, Seoul. The territory of the former city is divided into three parts. Green Zone, Orange Zone and Red Dangerous Zone. Although mostly ordinary people and workers lived in the green zone, there was a chance for demons to get into it. That's why demon hunters patrol the whole area, sacrificing themselves for the lives of people.The main character, Lee Ki-hyun, inherited 50% demon blood and became the world's first SSS-ranked demon hunter. He will have to go through the path of a demon and learn the truth about his parents to save humanity.

Lin Jin never imagined he would ever transmigrate. And to such a peculiar world at that. Here, deadly beasts were regarded as sacred, and thankfully, he owned a museum for deadly beasts.

For twenty years since his soul had transmigrated, Bailuo thought this was an ordinary world, until one day, a black leather book appeared in his mind.“Is there magic in this world?”Facing Bailuo’s question, his uncle remained unwavering as he said, “No.”“But there are miracles.”“What are miracles?”“A sword that can release flames, a pot that can pour out gold, a beautiful girl grown from a fruit.”The uncle said, “Controlling the mist, bringing the storm, commanding the thunder.”“Magic!”Bailuo raised his hand and pointed, “This is definitely magic!”“No.”His uncle said, “These are truly miracles.”Years later, when Bailuo looked upon the nation he had built with his own hands, that magnificent and majestic sight, he agreed with what his uncle had said all those years ago, “This is a miracle…”