Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight - Chapter 411: Can’t I Be Jealous?

Violet skies, a world undergoing massive changes, a deficient moon, interlinking voids…

Gu Fei, a rookie who has not survived three episodes in the apocalypse, traveled to ancient times with space and became a girl in the Hou Mansion.

As soon as I arrived, my house was ransacked and sold.

​​It was finally bought back by her family. After three years of severe drought in her hometown, there was no harvest. Gu Fei and her family fled the north.

Along the way, countless people died of hunger. Gu Fei: Don’t be afraid, there is food in our space.

Bandits and refugees were rampant on the way forward. Gu Fei: Don’t be afraid, we have weapons in our space.

After all the money was spent, Gu Fei led his family to farm and open an inn to make a fortune, and by the way, he gained a little overlord’s crown prince.

The innocent prince: My wife can always conjure up many strange things. My wife must be a little fairy.

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In the bustling fantasy city of Two Ex-Adventurers, Dord, Orth, and Sirre Willow struggle to keep their humble inn afloat. On the surface, Orth and Sirre appear to be the perfect couple, but deep within Orth’s heart lies a secret desire—a cuckold fantasy he has never dared to share. When a mysterious traveler offers to pay for a night with Sirre, it stirs a whirlwind of emotions in Orth. He sees an opportunity to confront his hidden longing and solve their financial troubles in one move. But how will Sirre, who would go to any length to keep Orth devoted to her, respond to such a twisted proposal?This is a netorase story about a loving couple.Clingy Lover Doting Love Interests Magic Male Protagonist Masochistic Characters Netorare Netorase Obsessive Love Prostitutes Yandere

The Empire's forces retreated in desperation—trampled by faceless horrors bringing darkness and death to these once beautiful lands.Only the most courageous stood in defiance, forming a last defence to buy the people time to flee—fighting until the final embers of hope burned out.A man stands with a silver sword, like a beacon of hope to those around him. He roared with all his might drawing his blade against the overwhelming enemy!“You face Lancelot, Sword of the Empire! ”These horrors tested the Lord's grit and loyalty in the final moments.“Should my blade break, I will use my body!”The knights had fallen, broken swords for their tombstones, and lords fled, betraying the Empire to survive.“If my body breaks, I'll use my Soul!”Lancelot, the sword of the Empire, fought alone.All hope seemed lost.“And if my Soul fails...”What could a single man and his army do?He fights against the dark tide, blade in hand, heart on sleeve.“I will sell myself to the devil for revenge!”But he was too weak, too fragile.The last Lord of humanity stood against the enemy.Lancelot was a master of the sword, a mortal, neither a God nor a Saint.Miracles were beyond his reach.Now only a broken man impaled on his own destroyed throne.His blade shattered—now, like rose petals, it was scattered across the charred ground.Lancelot's soul was fated for the abyss as the light faded from his eyes.His last ounce of resistance used staring at the man who betrayed the Empire.Now with only the desire to kill, crush and seek revenge smouldering inside him.Now unwilling to die and desperate to fight once again.He desired to fight for the people who supported him.Lancelot refused to surrender, to fall like this.As quietly in the abyss, a voice whispered to him.It tried to entice the Lord, ignite his desire to win and fight again.“If given a second chance, to relive your life with a different choice... Would you Accept?”Blood gathered in his throat, forcing him to reply in his mind.A frail and broken voice'There is no reason to ask, of course!'“No matter the cost?”'Even if I were to lose everything...''If my people can live on. I would sacrifice everything I have!'“You will no longer be the same, a monster, twisted and vicious.”“Will you still accept?”The Lord's heart ached, taking great pride in his humanity.To lose that caused his mind to falter.Finally, out of power, unable to speak or reply with a trembling arm.Lancelot reached out.Towards the raspy voice.Towards the abyss.Towards a new future.[So you would accept after all...]'I must accept.''I must stand tall.''I must not break.''Because...''I am the Lord of humanity![Nay, you are the king of demons]