I Inherited a Tomb Raider Legacy, but I Don't Want It

BL + one-on-one romance at first, then the beautiful, charming widower trope later + one-sided crushes on him from everyone in the tomb-raiding cast + moderately popular with everyone + slice-of-life leaning + lots of original storylines early on (If you want to read about the main characters from The Grave Robbers' Chronicles, you can skip straight to Chapter 48. I'll put a rough outline of the early plot in the author's notes.) He was once the most beloved little prince of the merfolk, but an ancient pact forced him to travel far from home. Would he find sincere devotion, or false affection? Perhaps a little of both. But feelings are complicated, and who can really say? The road ahead was uncertain, so he could only take it one step at a time, hoping it wouldn't hurt too much. “They're one thing, but you too? You came here to deceive me as well...” “I'm sorry. This is part of the plan. We...” A plan, a pawn. He was sick to death of this sort of thing, of all the schemes and calculations. “Let's not see each other again. Don't come looking for me.” Streamers, if you see something that seems off in the latter half of the story around midnight, don't worry. The author probably posted it early the night before as a placeholder before finishing the edits. Please ignore it, thanks.