Bad_Wolf_7811

Warning! Addiction ahead.
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There are many things that I hate to the point of loathing.

But what I hate most about this scenario is a hero who screws up.

I mean sure, he can do whatever he wants. But all I'm asking is not to be naïve.

This is a story about how I got transmigrated into the world of a novel, about how I tolerated the naïve MC whose actions were no better than a four years old even though he had regressed.

And how I, the side character, or a small villain one could say, had to clean up the messes made by the hero and his party.

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The synopsis might not be that compelling but I'm still learning folks. I hope you give this novel a read until the free chapters before you decide whether to drop it or keep reading it.

Looking forward to working with all of you! Stay tuned!

A few points:
1: The cover is A.I generated and it is completely mine.
2: The new update schedule is one chapter per day. But the option of bonus chapters is now available.
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4: The free release ends at 50 chapters.
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The Archangel of Death

While training the army was fine and all, I needed to train these guys as well. The girls and Max were going forward very slowly. With the addition of Sasha, the group was quite big.

Asmara and Sasha trained on their own, following the teaching of their masters from all the theories they learned in three months. Rose also did her own thing. She was growing rapidly compared to everyone else and with her breakthrough at bay, she would soon break into level 400, officially becoming an SSS rank blessed.

The res, however, were still stuck at the A rank so they needed guidance to bring them up a level. The guidance means my fists and their bodies. The best guidance there was and that was how I became strong as hell as well.

If it worked for me, why wouldn't it work for them?

Pushing the boundaries