Shomikawa 

Three-year-old Jiang Huailu transmigrates to find herself at the execution grounds!
She opens her eyes. The guillotine blade is hanging above her head, swaying.
Her parents are wearing prison uniforms. They stretch their necks long, waiting for the guillotine blade to fall.
...
This is a world where devils prevail.
Evil energy rages here. People shut their doors at night and only come out at dawn.
The empire is in chaos. World order has collapsed. The monarchs are brutal.
Wars break out. People are living from hand to mouth.
The Imperial Preceptor predicts that a disaster is approaching. A devil will destroy the world, and the legendary savior will come to save them.
The entire empire is looking forward to the appearance of the savior, searching for her...
But the savior is only three and a half years old!
Can the savior cry in front of the world-destroying devil to stop him?
Three-year-old Jiang Huailu doesn’t really want to be the savior!
...
Isn’t it enough to stop the devil from harming other people thereby making herself the only one to suffer?
Saving the world indirectly is also a kind of salvation!

Henyee Translations

The Savior is just a 3-Year-Old

Henyee

    Lu huaijiang didn't even bat an eyelid.


  It seemed like he didn't have any thoughts about it.


  Jiang huailu finished the desserts on the table, and granny Zhu went up to help her wipe her mouth.


  "Why would I open so many? There are people praying and making wishes everywhere. I don't even have time to eat and drink."


  "And I still have to do my homework every day."


  "I've opened so many world-saving halls. Can I stop doing homework and going to school?" Jiang huailu suddenly turned to look at brother Lu.


  The teenager, who would be eleven years old after the new year, was leaning against the door.


  He glanced at the child on the table and pursed his thin lips. "You wish."


  Jiang huailu's small face clearly fell.


  "So what? There are so many world saving halls, and I still have to patrol around. No one's giving me my monthly allowance, and no one's doing my homework for me. " The little girl curled her lips in disdain.


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