I Became The Pope, Now What? - Chapter 27: 27. Honey Enjoyer!

The figure of the Armada seems to be still riding the wind and waves in the Atlantic Ocean, and the gold of South America still seems to flow in continuously. As Alfonso from the Bourbon family returns to the Royal Palace of Madrid where he was born, the story begins here…

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She wanted to be a Necromancer, but awakened as a Saint! Somehow her summoned heroes are all undead?How will the church react when their Saintess summons a skeleton in place of a mighty hero? Sofia isn’t too keen on finding out.To many a summoned hero, this world looks oh so familiar. Beastmen, Dwarves, Trolls, Dragons and Elves!Saints, adventurers, dungeons, maybe an evil demon lord to be vanquished?A video-game like system! Classes, skills and levels!Although... why is the system even a thing to begin with?Do gods really choose saints like you pick your next meal?There are great powers at work beneath the surface, this is their world, and you're living in it.Follow Sofia as she unknowingly gets tangled in power struggles far beyond what she had bargained for.Be ready for a wild ride. Break a leg, skeleton!

[Matured Content]Isadora Skaldwood was born a fae of impure blood “mannfae” deemed an inferior creation of the olden gods. However, at birth she was kissed by the goddess of light and blessed with the ability of a skin weaver, capable of healing any wound or affliction.Betrayed by her family, she's sold for gain and shipped across the world to a brothel, into the hands of a selfish businessman who exploited her abilities for years. Travelers come to this brothel not to lay with the rumored mannfae but to seek her abilities—the star price of the famous brothel in the countryside.But then everything changed when “He” appeared…Kraven Val Thrond “The Reaper” of the Raven Court, a terrifying warrior feared by those who dared to speak his name. Dangerously handsome with looks identical to a god, silver eyes like the crescent moon—but a mind dipped in madness.Isadora despised him, not just for stealing her away, but for thrusting her into his world of blood and chaos—taking her freedom just like everyone else does. He’s insane! But that’s only the cherry on top, his obsession is wicked.(Excerpt)“You want to kill me and at the same time, you do not” Isadora’s features were stern and the cold look in her eyes almost forced a laugh out of him.She got more frustrated by his silence, choosing to insult him and be done with it. “Does a madman not know what to do with a mannfae?”“I can think of a thousand ways to kill you,” Kraven replied in a velvety voice. “Like first throwing you off-board”Isadora's angry expression morphed into one of horror.“But that would be terrifying, wouldn’t it? Drowning in the dark sea, unable to breathe” he voiced as if he could vividly picture it—and him on board watching. “Tell me, Isadora”A cold chill crawled down her spine.“If I let you go, where would you run to, hm? I told you already this realm isn't kind to outcasts like us”“I'm not like you!”He chuckled lightly. “We're alike. What use could you be to this forsaken realm?”“What use could you have of me?” she asked shakily.“Oh love, I can think of many things but I’m not sure you’re ready… yet”

Yakuza, originally refers to the most stinky card in the Japanese flower letter, whoever gets it will inevitably curse.

A young director traveled to Japan in the 1980s, and he inexplicably became a Yakuza named Takeshi Iwata.

As a result, a wonderful journey of Japanese movies started like this.

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