I'm just an ordinary salted fish.
Although I have traveled all over the world, just to be the foil for those destined children who are destined to tragedy.
I just want to be an ordinary salted fish.
Although my innate constitution always makes me wander between disputes and disasters, at the same time, the unscrupulous system always pushes me into a pit of fire.
I can only be an ordinary salted fish.
Because I have done too many tasks and lived for too many years, I am really tired and need a plain and leisurely vacation.
With the help of the system, I came to the Star Vault and became a noble young master of aristocratic families.
A life where I just fish, drink tea, and occasionally go out to do things with young people every day is really great.
There is no Son of Destiny who makes people feel bad just looking at them, no Party A of Heavenly Way that makes people angry, no...
Um?
Why does this Lord of the Abyss look so much like the succubus I temporarily raised for a few days on a previous mission?
Why does that usurping saint over there look exactly like the princess who was rescued from me by the brave man?
And why is there a biochemical crisis in the interstellar plane?
Where did you come from?
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