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//Phantom//ghost..or demon?

Shi La. Shura as her real name was wacky, maniac a crazy girl. "Don't bullshit about me, I'll take your head!" Shura spoke to the writer, pointing his knife. Then he kicked the writer off the stage and started speaking. "I am Shura. The most perfect creature of the entire Realm. Intelligent, smart, brave, beautiful, the best, the most beautiful, the most perfect-" "Is it over ?" The writer, who was thrown off the stage, could not help but ask. "Why are you lying to the readers?" Shura sneered and said, "How would you know, ignorant?" "I write, I won't know, but who will?" he couldn't help but say. Shura froze as soon as she heard that. Then, slyly, he pointed his gun at the writer and said, "You will write me as the most perfect, richest, most beautiful and strongest creature in the universe!" he threatened. The writer changed the fiction he wrote by crying in a corner and trying so hard. The character that had to grow up, like Chinese novels, was the strongest from birth. "We didn't get it, if there is no innocent girl, bad boy, tradition, religion and mafia, what taste is fiction?" said the readers. "Shut up, you bastards" Shura continued with disdain, "Will you find someone more pure-hearted than me, better than me? Traditions? It doesn't bind me. Rules are made for me to break it! Religion? Ahahaha! What does the devil know about religion? Mafia? Please don't compare those brats with me! And bad boy? There can only be two kinds of men who skewed me! One is not yet born, the second is dead!” ___ Cover belongs to me.

_Kazuki_Kirigaya_ · Fantasy
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234 Chs

67《Past(1)》

{A long time ago...}

A breathtakingly sexy woman with long dark hair, two horns protruding from her forehead, and sitting in a dark red armchair, was massaging her forehead with mild depression.

There was a knock on the door, and the maid slowly entered this rich and luxurious room like a palace.

He knelt down and calmly spoke to the woman on the sofa, "Lord, the crisis is about to begin. The situation is getting worse, the economic balance is starting to turn upside down. If we don't take any action-"

"I Know Xusa"

The woman on the sofa interrupted the maid in a mature voice.

It was quiet for a moment, neither of them spoke for a while.

The kneeling woman continued, "My lord, what do you suggest?"

"I don't know," the woman spoke again.

She looked at the glass in her hand.

It was filled with white wine, and its golden color was shimmering with the sunlight coming from outside.

On the table was the bottle of white wine, with the words 'Chardonnay' in italics and fancy letters on the bottle.

As she brought the glass close to her face, the intense scent of grapes invaded her nose.

His brows lightened as he sipped the wine.

She placed the glass that she had set her head on in one go on the table.

At that moment there was a knock on the door, and another maid entered.

He knelt down and said respectfully, "My Lord, Anastasia, the Lord of Angels, is here. She said she wanted to see you."

Without hesitation he replied "Accept"

Shaking her head, the maid got up from the floor and left the room with light but quick steps.

No fault could be found in these servants, whose every move was carefully trained.

It wasn't long before Anastasia entered with a mocking smile.

He lay down on the bed, as he always did, and smiled at the woman on the sofa.

The woman sighed and said, "What's wrong with my bed..."

You covet my bed every time you come.

Of course, he didn't say the second sentence.

Anastasia chuckled and changed the command to talk about something else.

"I heard there was trouble because of Urmalin? He was suspicious of the people's rule?"

When the woman heard the words 'doubt the rule of the people', she first frowned slightly, then smiled sarcastically and said, "What do you do, the devil people were ungrateful from the very beginning."

Yes, the hot woman on the couch was none other than Shura.

Anastasia remained silent and looked into Shura's face for a while with a smile. The next moment, his eyes gleamed with mockery and he grinned even more.

"I say Shura..."

"Can we take a gamble with you?"

Raising her eyebrows with interest, Shura said with a slightly crazy smile, "Continue."

Anastasia continued, smiling.

"Join me into my fun today..."

Anastasia had a strange hobby.

She loved to dress up as a girl and flirt with girls, disguised as a boy and flirt with boys. Especially with homophobias.

It had become his hobby to drive them crazy.

So, that was the fun he was talking about, and Shura, who knew him intimately, immediately understood that.

Anastasia wanted him to accompany her.

She continued.

"I will give you half of heaven if you can seduce someone of my choosing there in my way"

Anastasia looked out the window and acted as if she were talking about something as simple as the weather.

Shura was slightly surprised.

She threw out half of heaven in such a way without thinking, she was either too confident in herself or she was wealthy enough to give half of heaven as it is to someone else.

But Shura had quickly discovered the hidden meaning behind it.

He was in trouble now.

And if he had half of heaven, not only would he get out of this predicament, he would never face it again.

So she was secretly supporting him in this difficult situation.

Although we do not count the gambling part.

Just like in her childhood, she stood beside him silently and helped him, but never directly reached out to him.

In other words, he did not give up the fish when he was hungry, he taught how to fish.

His heart warmed a little.

"Even if you lose the gamble, well then I have a request and hope from you"

"Agreed," Shura said without hesitation. Already this Urmalin had sunk as much as he could due to the mess he had made, this was his last chance.

She rejoiced like the coal that comes in the hard time of winter. He had to hold on tight to this opportunity.

- To be continued-