During Gaige's early years in the world he was transmigrated into, he toiled tirelessly to escape the wretched life of a commoner beggar. Utilizing his knowledge of the novel, he managed to secure a position as a scholar at the kingdom's most prestigious academy. However, just when he thought he had left poverty behind, he found himself tormented by the stigma of being low-born and a denizen of the slums. In his first year in the brutal world of the novel, Gaige had no friends or support. At the brink of surrendering to the relentless bullying from his classmates, the discrimination he faced, and the unwarranted hostilities, Anniston came into his life and extended a hand of friendship. Anniston was like a ray of sunshine, both in demeanor and appearance, with his blonde hair. He played a pivotal role in rescuing Gaige from the torment of constant bullying. However, their journey wasn't without challenges. Even Anniston faced prejudice for befriending someone of low birth. Paradoxic
"I wonder what will fit your breast?" Gaige mischievously said. He played his hands on Ainspenser's chest and bit on her lips before saying, "It would be awkward if you kept silent." "I-it's because you're doing this without warning!" Ainspenser exclaimed. Her naturally pale skin turned more lively, flushed by Gaige's sudden touch. "Oh, should I be sending a memo first before touching my wife?" "Yes, you should." Gaige paused and looked at Ainspenser to see if she was serious, but then they both giggled at the same time upon realizing their odd conversation. They then stopped using their words as they used more of their bodies. On the couch, they stripped each other's clothes, bit each other's neck, and shared their heat skin to skin. "You're more affectionate to me now. what happened?" Ainspenser asked while Gaige was thrusting on top of her. Gaige didn't stop moving and responded to Ainspenser's question with action. They both groaned and moaned before Ainspenser could feel Gai
"Pataaaaal! You're neglecting your bloody job!" Gun yelled as soon as Patal and Lisa returned. They had intended to report to Gaige, but he was presently resting with Ainspenser, so they decided to check on Gun. "What did I do?" Patal asked, gently patting Gun to console him. "You ask? He'll end up corrupted! He's going to marry the woman who killed him!" "Ah, that." "Ah, that? Is that your only response? Even Axel is accepting this too easily!" Gun continued to grumble. Everyone looked at him with soft smiles, as this was one of the rare moments when Gun's shrill voice didn't irritate them. They also missed him as part of their family. "Sir Gun, Lambert isn't a teenager anymore; he can marry whomever he pleases." "They are purgers! Purgers are the most restricted beings in the universe! Do you think a church wedding is a trivial matter? Do you think it's a simple thing? They're going to exchange wedding vows in the presence of god!" "What's wrong with a wedding vow? Everyone do
[Revival complete!] [Notice: Your chance of ascending to heaven as an angel is 1%.] Gaige frowned as he observed the alarming notice on his system. He had almost forgotten that failure to complete the mission would result in his transformation into an angel—a mere work machine. "Hmm, if it's 1% per death, then I'll have to endure a total of 100 deaths before the system determines if I've failed the mission or not. This is quite troublesome. I don't want to become an angel. But I can't simply fade into nothingness either. Screw this life," he grumbled to himself. His internal monologue was interrupted as he noticed his dramatic family gathered around him, all of them looking as if they were mourning someone inside a coffin. "I'm not dead yet," he announced, which only intensified the crying in the room. "Papa, don't leave me!" cried Lambert. "Gaige, are you going to make me a widow even before our wedding?" Ainspenser added. Gaige hugged the two, who looked identical even when t
"What on earth is up with the price of dessert here?" Gaige blurted out. He tried to calculate in his head how much dessert he could afford with his money and felt disappointed that it would only get him a single cake when he had hoped for at least five tiered cakes. "Shall we just go to a nearby bakery?" Ainspenser suggested. "Yeah, let's do that, but everyone should head home first," Gaige said, his tone tinged with embarrassment because he knew that the family wasn't satisfied either due to the limited budget he had. Axel's funds were a secret reserve set aside for necessities and emergencies. Gaige had thought he could treat them to a decent dinner with the remainder of his allowance from the system, but it seemed he would need to wait for the next refill before he could proudly treat them again. "That's alright, boss, we have other plans after this," Axel replied. "All of you? Where to?" "It's something we need for the move." Gaige could tell that Axel was lying. He guessed
Gaige instantly calmed down after savoring the children's cakes. It was at that moment he realized how childishly he had reacted. He approached the group, still frozen in surrender poses with their arms raised while kneeling. "Um, sorry, I took your opponent again," he said awkwardly. The shocked expressions of the group gradually shifted to an awkward response. "N-no. They had it coming," Axel replied. "Haha, we really can't compete with you," Anniston added. "This is the first time I've seen someone 'die' from a slap," Dambie commented. Laughter filled the area, though the atmosphere grew even more awkward when Axel suggested, "Let's buy cake to celebrate!" He even tried to put his arm around Gaige's shoulder but ended up hanging on him since he was shorter. "Celebrate what?" Gaige asked. "Well.. uuhhh…" Axel scratched his chin while thinking about a reason. He knows that Gaige doesn't want anyone to know about the emergency funds they were hiding, but he thinks it's not bad
"Wow, you've killed quite a few," Gaige commented as he stepped into the abandoned warehouse, his gaze falling upon the blood-red floor. It wasn't a far-fetched assumption that Ainspenser had caused the thunderous explosions echoing through the silent city night. "I've only taken down six," Ainspenser casually replied while she flicked the blood from her crimson whip. Unbeknownst to her, Gaige was quietly approaching with an intent to confront her. Gaige struck her from behind, causing her body to spin and nearly throw her off balance, but she managed to land gracefully. "What was that?" Ainspenser asked, bewildered by Gaige's sudden attack. "You know I care about the returnees, but you've killed six," Gaige thundered. "What? Do you know them?" "It doesn't matter whether I know them or not," Gaige said firmly. "You shouldn't be taking the lives of returnees. Not on my watch." "I-I didn't realize..." Ainspenser took a step back as Gaige continued to approach slowly. They only st
"Bettine?" Gaige called, his voice laced with doubt. He stared at the woman, his eyes filled with a mixture of longing and uncertainty. She approached them slowly, as if they had been separated for a long time. "My princess…" Gaige whispered with a bittersweet smile, his steps growing larger as he reached out to touch the woman he truly loved. "My knight, you we- ack!" The woman coughed up blood the moment Gaige stabbed her in the neck with his pocket knife. She collapsed to the floor, unable to utter any final words, as Gaige had struck her at vital points. Meanwhile, Ainspenser, who witnessed this shocking act, was left in confusion. Initially, she thought someone dear had come to stop what was happening and had coldly let the woman fall to the floor. She also felt anxious about the expression on Gaige's face, one she had never seen before. She believed that the enchanting woman would undoubtedly steal her place, so why had Gaige suddenly stabbed and killed her? "I'm sorry. Are