On Our Wedding Night, I Discovered the Crown Prince's Hidden Illness - Chapter 216 - The Form of Alliance through Marriage

“Oh Lord Lunareio, you are the only one who can save our world.”...My name is Rikuya Takatsuki, and I didn’t ask to be summoned to some fantasy world with my classmates. But there I was, expected to be a hero and protect the Kingdom from Realm Eaters, dimensional monsters chewing through reality.Apparently, all the races summoned forth heroes of legend, which was sort of a shocker to me since it wasn’t the cliché “slay the demon king” trope.Sounds cool, right? Wrong. While everyone else got flashy powers and legendary classes, I was slapped with the FFF Auto Hero class—no skills, no perks, and no respect.The kingdom handed me some pocket change and politely told me to scram.Fine by me. I was all set on enjoying the easy life in this new world anyways, when out of nowhere a bunch of cultists kidnapped me, claiming I’m their prophesied god or whatever.They gave me a mansion, unlimited snacks, and zero responsibilities, so of course, I played along.But then my so-called useless class kicked in. Turns out Auto Hero means my body hijacks itself whenever there’s danger, turning me into some kind of unstoppable killing machine. Efficient? Sure. Ethical? Not so much. Now everyone thinks I’m this terrifying cult leader who takes down monsters, corrupt kings, and anyone dumb enough to stand in my way.While my classmates enjoy their shiny hero lives, I’m here in the shadows, leading a cult, toppling kingdoms, and pretending I have some grand plan. The truth? I’m just winging it.I mean... what’s the worst that could happen?

My friend and I traveled together after binding the barrage system.
I dressed as a beautiful and powerful policeman, and sacrificed everything for revenge and redemption – but my ID card is real wine from the winery;
He dressed up as a real wine, and sacrificed everything for destruction and pleasure – but his ID card was the justice police.
That’s right, my friends and I are so special… We got the wrong script! !
Horror stories, we are still wearing brothers, so why not say this script earlier at the beginning! !
System: Wrong! wrong! ! ! You have to show your identity! Don’t let the barrage audience mistake their identity! ! Immediately reveal the flaws! quick!
Me & my friends:  …
So I had to start an undercover winery, brushing the black side’s favorability, but the red side’s favorability not only didn’t drop, but also rose a lot;
In desperation, Jiyou began to whitewash his identity and win the trust of the red party. Unexpectedly, when the winery settled at the end of the year, the top performance was actually me.
My friend and I both fell into deep self-doubt.
The barrage audience was in an uproar.
【Help! ! ! Why is the star of the Metropolitan Police and the winery top twin brothers? ! ! 】
[I have already made up an annual dog blood drama…]
[So Yuu really is black because of his brother? Did he sneak into the winery for the sake of talent! 】
[I understand, in fact, Shiren sneaked into the Metropolitan Police Department for the sake of his younger brother, but he didn’t want to kill people at all…]
【woo woo woo woo……】
My friends and I, who followed the barrage to guess the plot, fell into a long silence.
#Why did the two of us seem to be misunderstood even more after the flaws were revealed? #
#Let’s not talk about playing both red and black… If this continues, the favorability of both red and black will be full, okay! #
#system! Don’t look at doing nothing, the system! ! Quickly think of a way! #
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In a usurped kingdom , amid a war-torn and blood-soaked Italy, Conradin's battleground is set. To reclaim his birthright the crown of Sicily, he must tread a path paved with blood, learning that he must do whatever it takes to ascend the throne.

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In the year 1266, the tale of Conradin, the last scion of an ancient imperial dynasty, unfolds. His once-great kingdom, Sicily, has been ruthlessly usurped first by his own uncle and now rests in the hands of the cunning French Count Charles. Through a treacherous plot involving the Pope, Charles managed to oust the Hohenstaufen from the Kingdom of Sicily and crowned himself as its king.

In the East, powers such as the Despotate of Epirus are keenly observing the instability in Sicily, poised to seize any advantage that may arise from the chaos. Meanwhile, the small Italian communes are caught in the political crossfire, aligning themselves with one side of the conflict or the other based on the prevailing political party in power and their vested interests. These shifting allegiances turn the Italian peninsula into a powder keg, where all-out war seems inevitable.

As the shadows of history close in around Conradin, the world watches with bated breath. Will he emerge triumphant, his name forever etched in the annals of Sicilian glory as the rightful king who defied insurmountable odds, toppling both the Pope and the usurper? Or will he, in his valiant struggle, become a tragic figure, a symbol of lost opportunities and shattered dreams? The future of Sicily hangs in the balance, and Conradin's destiny remains uncertain, poised on the precipice of history.

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