Mohitkumar

In his first life, losing the one he loved the most, grief overshadowed his life until death knocked on his door. 

He thought that he would finally be free from the nightmare but his life was far from over. 

He was reborn again. 

In the second life, he was reborn as the youngest prince of the strongest empire and was born with a silver spoon. 

He was married to five Beautiful goddesses. 

His first wife was The Empress of the neighbouring kingdom. 

His second wife was the Saintess of the Church.

His third wife was the daughter of the wealthiest merchant group.

His fourth wife is the Goddess of War on the battlefield.

His fifth wife was an assassin known as the Shadow queen who had been raised as his caretaker.


But who he was, he was just an imbecile, an idiot, a disgusting fat pig who was ostracised by society and spat upon.

 Unable to tolerate him, The Emperor cut him off from his family tree and stripped his title of Prince and banished him to a small vassal state for the rest of his life.

The Vassal state which was in shatter and had been usurped by the noble and was on verge of destruction.

But that was until one day lightning struck him and pulled by the mysterious strings of fate, his soul ended up in The Sanctum of Goddess.

And from there, his myth begins.........

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The Imbecile Lord Is Married to Five Beautiful Goddess

Aeon frowned, feeling an overwhelming pressure and screamed.

"Step aside. I repeat step aside and retreat to a safe distance."

"Sir, what about you?"The soldiers asked with a hint of weariness.

"I...I need to fight."Aeon took a moment to summon his courage and steel his heart.

The other party was at Mythic rank. Even though Aeon's foundation was quite solid and his Lord hinted that he could defeat opponents several times higher than his level, he wasn't sure if he had enough to even strike a Mythic rank but at this moment, all he knew was not to give up.

He can't step back, he can't retreat. His Liege had faced opponents several times beyond his league and emerged victorious. As his trusted soldier, if he can't even put up a front, he should just go and kill himself by drowning in a bucket of water as the war that was going to happen, you can't complain about your opponent's level.

"Ian, Hugo, take the soldier's retreat. I will stall time."

Chapter 608:Attack On Clex City[5]