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DEATH COULDN’T KILL HIM—IT JUST GAVE HIM A NEW LIFE TO DESTROY.

Reo Carter was a name that made even the hardest killers shudder. A perfect hitman—no hesitation, no mercy. Until his own crew turned on him, leaving him bleeding out in a pile of bodies that used to be his enemies.  

But fate wasn’t done with him.  

He wakes up in a world of nobility, magic, and honor duels—trapped in the body of Leonhardt Caulem, the weakest, most useless son of Duke Caulem. A spoiled brat with no skill, no spine, and a reputation so pathetic that even servants look down on him.  

They think he’s weak? They have no idea who they just brought back.

- Swords and magic? He spent his last life dodging bullets—this is child’s play.  
- Dueling etiquette? A knife in the ribs is the only honor that matters.  
- A noble’s life of luxury? He’s had enough backstabbing for one lifetime, thanks.  

He was once a ghost in the underworld—a man who didn’t exist. Now, in a world where strength is everything, he’s about to remind them what true fear looks like.  

The hitman is back. And this time, he’s aiming for something more.

#NobleByDayKillerByNature #TheyBroughtBackTheWrongMan #FromHitmanToDuke #SayYourLastWords

The Useless Prince Is A Gangster

Hello everyone! I just wanted to let you know.

The next arc will be very brutal, voilence and full of blood bath.

But the next three chapters will be a bit slow and more focused on drama.

Please be patient and keep supporting me!

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In the Arora City, where underworld rules young Reo, just twelve years old, slumped against the wall of a crumbling apartment hallway.

Blood trickled from a gash on his forehead, matting his black hair and staining his torn shirt. His jerk father, reeking of cheap liquor, had smashed a bottle over his head and kicked him out, cursing. Reo hugged his knees, his face a mask of defiance despite the pain.

"Is that blood?" a small voice piped up.

84. Return