“Where’s the bold attitude that was hitting me just now? You are the first person to leave a handprint on the body of the Emperor of the Empire.”
“I’m serious. I think the Prime Minister would know even if you lied.”
“We will not meet again. Even if you want to meet again, I will make sure we don’t.”
Levanfell muttered with a joking tone and turned his head. Then he looked at the table with his slender eyes.
“……A mouse?”
“Ah.”
That’s right. I forgot to introduce him.
I walked over to the table and pointed to Mu, who was spinning in the wheel.
“This is my friend who will be with us from today. His name is ‘Mu.'”
“A mouse? Where did you get it?”
“Um. While walking?”
“What?”
Levanfell got up from the bed and came to my side, looking hard at Mu, who was spinning the wheel.
“I used to raise hamsters with my mother in the kingdom. I wanted to bring it because it reminded me of that time. My mother named that hamster ‘Mu’ back then.”
“……Isn’t it dirty?”
“Squeak!”
As soon as Levanfell’s words ended, Mu got off the wheel and seemed to protest by tapping the wall with his feet.
“……Do hamsters understand words these days?”
“Mu must be smart. ……Are you afraid of hamsters or hate them?”
I felt like I had brought him too arbitrarily without asking Levanfell. Levanfell turned his curious gaze looking at Mu.
“No. If the Princess likes it, I don’t care. It’s good for me if the things that the Princess is attached to increase in this place.”
“We met like this by destiny, so I will take good care of it.”
Levanfell lightly tapped the house where Mu was and stood up. Then he turned his eyes to the letters that were hanging next to the hamster house.
“Were you reading the letters that Jaelim gave earlier?”
“Yes. I thought it would be good to know who sent the letters to me. ……I haven’t read all of them yet because there are too many.”
“You don’t have to read it if it’s hard. Everyone will bow down to the Princess when they see her anyway.”
Levanfell skimmed through a few letters.
“……Count Tenen sent a welcome letter.”
“Count Tenen?”
“My old fencing master.”
“Then he will come to the wedding? You must be happy to see your master after a long time.”
“No. Count Tenen probably won’t come.”
Levanfell handed me the letter with a bitter face. Count Tenen’s letter contained an apology that he could not attend due to personal reasons.
“During the last war before the peace treaty was signed, Count Tenen participated in the war. His entire family met with misfortune.”
“……Ah.”
Certainly, here’s the translation as per your guidelines:
“The Emperor did not even protect his family. …Since then, he has resigned his position and has been living back in his territory.”
Levanfell’s face was filled with an inexplicable guilt.
“Now he only comes out of the mansion once a week, and that’s only when buying alcohol.”
The handwriting of the letter sent by Count Tenen was uneven as if worms were crawling on it, and the end smelled strangely of alcohol.
The atmosphere became damp in an instant, as if it had been hit by a torrential downpour.
I hastily grabbed another letter to change the mood. It was one of the letters I had folded earlier, recommending someone by Jerim.
“What about this person? I’m curious about who this person is.”
I just thrust a random letter into his hand.
The expression on Levanfell’s face distorted instantly like a monster as he took the letter.
“…It’s a letter sent by Count Liranef.”
The atmosphere, including the voice, changed instantly.
The playful or gentle attitude he showed when dealing with me was gone, as well as the loneliness of missing Count Tenen just a moment ago.
Levanfell was bristling with energy, as if he had faced an enemy army in battle.
I shivered and shrank back from the cold chill that emanated.
“Princess. I respect the Princess’s wishes. But.”
Levanfell tore Count Liranef’s letter to shreds, as if he wanted to tear the man himself apart.
A part of the letter falling to the floor read, ‘I want to meet.’
“Do not get close to Count Liranef.”
“…Yes?”
“Did you hear the rumor that I killed half of the vassals when I ascended to the Emperor’s throne?”
His golden eyes shone coldly. The man from earlier was gone.
Now before me was an uncontrollable monster, only its rotten beastly nature remaining.
The Leonharta Empire was far better than I thought. The Emperor ruling that empire was even more comfortable.
Levanfell was the first person I had ever shared my secret with, willingly or unwillingly.
The rumor that he locked his bedroom door and drank every midnight turned out to be false, stemming from personal circumstances.
I had finally found myself in the embrace of welcoming people after fending off those hostile to me with thorns.
So I rationalized to myself that all his rumors were false.
“There were two people I failed to kill at that time, and one of them is Count Liranef.”
“…”
“He’s a sly snakelike bastard, I wanted to skin him and kill him, but I can’t right now… If I kill him, the future will change, so they say.”
“Hiccup!”
It was like the first day we met.
I was so scared or surprised at Levanfell’s appearance that I hiccuped automatically. His eyes, which were mumbling into space, turned towards the sound.
His gaze caught me in an instant, as if recognizing prey.
I quickly covered my mouth with both palms and killed my breath, but Levanfell’s unfocused gaze was still fixed on me.
“Hiccup!”
Furthermore, the insensitive hiccups continued endlessly. Levanfell looked down at me.
His long eyelashes created a shadow. The golden eyes, which always shone like the moon, were trapped in the shadow of the eyelashes and sank solemnly.
“…I didn’t mean to scare you.”
His voice was as if he had been howling for a long time. Levanfell silently turned and left the bedroom.
‘Why did I happen to have that letter in my hand…’
I closed my eyes tightly.
The man Levanfell wants to kill, the man he hates so much.
‘Jerim knew it too. Why did Jerim recommend Count Liranef to me?’
Jerim’s words to me during the day spun in my head.
And in Hamster House, Mew was quietly standing, watching this whole situation, not even riding the wheel.
My Ex-Girlfriend Is The Regent In The Female-dominant World (Male lead transmigrates to the matriarchal world)
Two years ago, Gu Sui picked up a homeless woman in ancient costume from the street.
Apart from occasionally claiming to be a princess from a female-dominant country due to illness, her figure, appearance, intelligence, and martial arts skills were impeccable.
Naturally evolving from roommates to girlfriends, as time went on, Gu Sui found it increasingly difficult to tolerate her queen syndrome.
“Mu Jiulu, can you stop controlling me inside and out? Let’s break up.”
Gu Sui made a breakup call, and since then, he couldn’t find any trace of her.
A year later, Gu Sui, who was planning to move, woke up the next day and found himself in a different place.
“Young Master, today is the day you choose your Wife-master through martial arts competition at Jade Dew Pavilion. Please get up quickly.”
Gu Sui: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
As the only son of a general’s mansion in a female-dominant dynasty, the young empress personally issued a decree allowing Gu Sui to select his Wife-master through martial arts competition. Whoever could defeat him could marry him.
Gu Sui: “……”
He didn’t inherit the original owner’s martial prowess, so anyone could defeat him! And what the hell is a Wife-master?
Forced to come to Jade Dew Pavilion, the densely packed women below made Gu Sui’s agoraphobia act up, and his face was full of resistance.
Until he saw the Regent sitting on the second floor, with a smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes wicked and nonchalant.
Hmm… she looked a little familiar.
It turned out that the Regent also found him a little familiar.
Mu Jiulu fiddled with her bone clasp, her deep gaze locked on the man who was out of place in this world.
“Finally, I found you.”
Male transmigrates into female-dominant world
One-sentence summary: What goes around comes around, taking turns in the crematorium
