Black Iron Magician - Chapter 522: Reason for Anger

Su Yun came to a comprehensive world that was about to collapse due to a mysterious recovery, but he didn’t panic at all.

Because, he can edit the stories of the two-dimensional girls and broadcast them publicly, and gain enough prestige by publicly executing the girls, and then he can…

So…

“Artoria, I am your previous life, King Arthur!” Su Yun, who was in the form of a dumb haired king, looked at Artoria, a foreign student with a bewildered face, and said valiantly.

“The evil spirit, that’s me, that’s you! Tokisaki Kusan!” Su Yun, who was transformed into the elf of time, stood in front of the stunned Tokisaki Kusan, with a seductive smile on his face.

“Balzebu, the power of thunder is my power, and my shape is also the power you should have. Now, try to take out the power that belongs to you from your body! It’s called – Dream One Heart!” After listening to General Thunder’s words, Balzeb subconsciously stretched his right hand to his chest.

Morgan Le Fay, Tamamo Mae, Miyamoto Musashi, Yae Kamiko…

One after another, mortal girls who had no power before, all showed their extraordinary side to the world under Su Yun’s bad taste.

So, people really think that they do have extraordinary power, and therefore, they have really gained extraordinary power.

The world has been completely changed because of this, and the mysterious history that human beings cannot overcome is rewritten!

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The night before we obtained our marriage certificate, I asked him, “When did you start to develop feelings for me?”

He answered, “I don’t remember.”

“But, why me?”

“Why not you?”

“I’m very petty, and I get jealous very easily.”

“So am I.”

“I’m afraid I’m not worthy of you.”

“So am I.”

“I haven’t really dated, so I don’t know what love is.”

“I don’t know either.”

He held my hand gently, “But I know this. When I think about spending the rest of my life with you, I feel that my future is filled with hope.”

At 16, we used the same class desk, with less than 10cm between our arms. My peripheral vision was full of him.

At 26, I woke up in the morning, and saw the sunlight softly shining on his face. I thought, this is how I want to grow old – gradually, together, with him.

I guess this must be love.

I once believed I was the heroine of a modern fairytale, blessed with beauty, wealth, intelligence, and a powerful legacy. Men adored me, women envied me, and I was engaged to the most desirable man, Cole Fay. My life seemed perfect, a dream where I held the starring role. But on my eighteenth birthday, that illusion crumbled. The truth hit me hard: I wasn’t the protagonist, nor even the villain or a side character. I was just cannon fodder, a disposable part of someone else’s story. But when fate recognized the cruel joke of my life, I was granted a second chance. This time, I’ll write my own story, living for myself. And this time . . . I will never love you again.