And exactly on the second day, Clint found the accommodation where we were staying.
“Your Majesty. Clint Tenen, I have arrived by command.”
“…Clint.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
“It’s good that you’re enthusiastic, but…”
Levanfell rubbed his furrowed brow and sighed.
“Do you know what time it is?”
“It’s 4 o’clock in the morning.”
“Yes. 4 o’clock in the morning. …What are you doing here at this hour?”
“Your Majesty. The day is breaking. It means the day is starting. I think it’s a suitable time to move.”
“Ha.”
Clint was overly eager. After waking up Levanfell, he woke up the other knights.
He was to comanage my escort and the training and overall management of the knight order.
Because on this continent, the only knight who had reached the level of Sword Master was Clint.
‘I never thought he was a Sword Master…’
Now I understood why Levanfell insisted on having Clint as my escort.
“…Are these really the elite knights who will protect Your Majesty? There is not one who volunteers for morning training.”
“That’s…”
“And when I crossed swords last time… Your Majesty’s sword seemed dull.”
“No.”
“You seem to have been too busy lately to pay attention to swordsmanship. But now you don’t have to worry, Your Majesty.”
“No, I said.”
“I will always spar with you to make sure your skills don’t rust.”
“No, no! I don’t want to!”
Clint laughed and took off for morning training with Levanfell, who was vehemently refusing.
The bickering departing figures reminded me of young Levanfell, and I couldn’t help but smile.
And they didn’t return until breakfast.
Levanfell, having cleaned up neatly, approached our table and sat down with a tired face.
“……Second coming. Hell has begun. Did I call Clint in vain?”
“My, Lord Levanfell. Did you not expect this? Hahaha. I thought you were longing for the hell of your childhood since you kept calling for the earl. Hahaha.”
“……Damn.”
Jaerim looked at the palefaced Levanfell and teased him with a giggle. Levanfell seemed to be pondering whether to kill Jaerim, brushing his hair aside.
That’s when it happened.
“Don’t worry, Jaerim. Since you also serve His Majesty, you’ll be training with me every morning.”
A low bass sounded from behind.
When he turned his head, he saw Clint, who had shaved his beard neatly and sorted his messy hair. Even the eye patch covering his injured eye looked clean, and his clothing was a very neat knight’s uniform.
The large scar engraved on his cheek still looked fierce, but he had become accustomed to it.
Only one flaw.
“……No. Was it a complete lie that you’ve been drinking for years? How have your muscles not only not atrophied but grown?”
The clothes were tight.
Clint slightly covered his angry bicep with his cloak, clearing his throat awkwardly.
“I got into the habit of swinging my fist at the air whenever I got angry, so I ended up…… Cough.”
Wasn’t it reasonable to suspect that the two desks broken in the office were actually shattered by him?
I shook my head at the sight of his tightfitting clothes.
“Clint. When we go to the capital, I’ll get you a new suit that fits your current physique.”
“Ah, no, Your Majesty. I’m fine.”
“Clint. You’re mine now. You have to look good; my honor depends on it.”
“Then, when we go to the capital, I’ll get new knight’s clothing right away.”
I nodded and checked Clint’s waist. The sword he had used when fighting Levanfell was there.
“Is that sword sufficient?”
“Yes. It is enough. It’s a sword that I begged and begged the craftsman to make after my wife finally let go of his hand. This one sword is enough for me.”
“Alright. Are all other preparations done? Is there anything you need help with?”
“It’s all fine. The pots are all packed in the carriage, the portraits are taken care of, and the territorial management is being handled by my deputy. If there’s anything important, I’ve told them to send a messenger.”
“Perfect. ……But Clint.”
“Yes.”
“I’ve prepared two small gifts for you, as you are my escort. I hope you like them.”
“Gifts?”
Clint made a puzzled face.
“I’ve arranged for a townhouse for you to stay in at the capital, structured as closely as possible to your current residence.”
“Ah…….”
“And when we leave, the maids and gardeners I’ve hired will arrive to clean the mansion. So that even without you, the light never fades, and you can always return to a warm home.”
Clint closed his mouth tight, as if he hadn’t thought about it. Perhaps he had only thought of abandoning the mansion to leave.
“……Thank you, Your Majesty. Thank you very much.”
“If you like my gift, I’m happy.”
As I smiled brightly, Clint followed with a smile. Now everything was arranged, and all that remained was to leave.
Then, a knight hurriedly entered the dining room. Recognizing the knight, Jaerim stood up to greet him.
“Lord Jaerim. A letter has arrived from the 3rd Knight Brigade. They’ve found the village where the children were kidnapped. But that’s…….”
The knight’s face turned pale. Sensing something strange, Jaerim hurriedly urged him to continue.
“Keep talking. What’s going on?”
“……Only ten children survived. All the others are dead. ……It’s the Ferdiak experiment.”
Hearing the familiar word, Levanfell turned his head.
“……All the children were used in the Ferdiak experiment and died.”
After Being Cheated On, She Picked Up a Treasure (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: The husband I married on a whim had been secretly in love with me for a long time.
On the day when Jun Shao finally obtained the imperial decree for her marriage, Lan Qu, the person she had admired for six years, defied the decree and ran away.
Her gentleness and devotion, her promise of a lifetime together, were all disregarded by him. Instead, he dreamed of entering the palace to serve the Emperor’s sister as a sixth-rank attendant.
News of this incident spread throughout the capital, and the alleys in front of and behind the Lan mansion were crowded with people who came to watch the commotion.
Jun Shao should have been embarrassed and angry.
But someone stepped in to protect her dignity.
The figure was in a miserable state, yet still possessed an undeniable elegance and handsomeness.
The young lord struggled to climb the wall of the Lan mansion and shouted to her, “If he won’t marry you, I will!”
So, Jun Shao took advantage of the situation and married the person.
She thought the young lord did it to save the Lan family from the crime of defying the imperial decree, but never imagined that from beginning to end, what he coveted was her.
*
After the wedding, Jun Shao felt like she was living in a dream.
Her Wife-master was as beautiful as a fairy in a painting, skilled in the six arts, well-versed in poetry and literature, capable of being gentle and attentive, and also grand and dignified. Most importantly, she was the only one in his heart and eyes.
Jun Shao didn’t know how Lan Shiwu, as a illegitimate son without a father and blessed with beauty, had managed to preserve his purity, recklessly escape, and use his last ounce of strength to ruin his own reputation, all because of his love for her, just to stand before her.
She could only see him gazing at her with eyes full of love, and when she bestowed a name upon him, his eyes shone like stars.
“You have come to me like a weary bird perching on a branch. I shall call you A Qi.”
