A Different Husband Every Night (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 3
I had to say something. Staying quiet here would mean I was agreeing with him.
“Aaaaaah… Aaah… Ah….”
I’d meant to say, “That’s not true,” but instead I just opened my mouth like an idiot and said “Ah” seven times.
I slapped my frozen lips with my palm to regain composure and finally managed a belated rebuttal.
“That’s not true.”
“You’re responding way too slowly.”
“I happen to enjoy off-beat timing.”
Levanfel lightly dismissed me, as if my absurd response wasn’t even worth answering. I heard the ticking of the clock resume—apparently, he’d released the pendulum he’d been holding.
‘How did he know?’
Had he planted spies in the kingdom? No, that couldn’t be. Nobody in the kingdom suspected me, and besides, I’d never even used this divine power myself.
My body healed naturally without me consciously using it at all.
“You probably understand the continent’s current situation well, don’t you, Princess?”
Of course I do. Right now, the continent—this entire world—is heading toward its end.
It’s been roughly twenty years since the World Tree, known as the source of all life, withered and vanished.
A wind of death has swept across the continent.
Plagues spread, and natural disasters engulfed the entire land. Endless droughts and floods prevented crops from growing; people starved or drowned.
In some nations, wildfires ignited from the arid climate, incinerating flora, fauna, and humans alike. Animals, having lost their habitats and food sources, frequently stormed villages and attacked people.
Harbors struck by tsunamis saw trade ships and fishing boats sink, and no one dared to sail anymore.
“Do you know why people are hoping for the birth of a holy maiden?”
“I’m not sure… But I’m not the holy maiden you’re looking for.”
“They believe a holy maiden is a gift beloved by the gods. There’s even a group convinced that if they return the holy maiden to the god, Semula, this apocalypse will end.”
“Wh-Wh-What a terrifying thing to say!”
“That’s exactly why twisted, false beliefs are so frightening.”
The divine power I was born with—I’d always been told it wasn’t mine to begin with. Mother once explained it was a gift meant solely to protect me.
So absolutely not.
She’d specifically warned me never to reveal it to anyone first.
‘Mother, this isn’t me revealing it first! They already know!’
When I was young, I truly believed it was just a gift, but now it’s hard to understand how Mother could have granted me such power.
But Mother wasn’t here to answer my questions, and hiding this power remained my best option.
“If you try to run away, I’ll reveal that you’re the holy maiden.”
“…It’d be nice if the holy maiden’s birth after hundreds of years were real, but you’ve mistaken me for someone else.”
I firmly stuck to feigning ignorance, bluntly cutting through his certainty. I bit hard on the inside of my lips and plastered on a mask of calm indifference.
“I don’t possess that kind of power.”
“It’s no use denying it.”
“Why would I lie to Your Majesty…?”
“Shall we go to the temple together? There’s always the option of verifying it directly with the High Priest. Unlike your kingdom, the empire has a High Priest.”
Ah, right—I’d forgotten about the High Priest.
The High Priest possesses the ability to detect divine power within a person. If I went before him, there’d be no hiding it.
‘I should’ve fled right then and there instead of retreating to the guest chamber earlier.’
Regretting it now was too late.
“…Are you threatening me right now?”
“Threaten? That’s such a scary word. I’m merely explaining in detail what might happen in the future.”
Should I knock the emperor unconscious and run away right now?
That was a ridiculous thought. Unfortunately, my power wasn’t superhuman strength—it was divine power, which healed wounds effectively but didn’t inflict them.
If I charged at him trying to knock him out, my head might end up flying off somewhere far away. Ordinary wounds healed instantly, but if my head were severed in one stroke, I’d die before healing could even begin.
Seeing me on high alert, Levanfel soothed me gently, as if calming a frightened cat.
“It seems there’s been a misunderstanding—I have no intention of sending you to the temple.”
When I glared at him fiercely, ready to bite if needed, he calmly reassured me.
“If that’s what I’d intended, I’d have brought the High Priest here from the start. …To be precise, what I truly want is the opposite.”
I heard his footsteps approaching. At the same moment, the clouds obscuring the moon parted. Moonlight poured through the window, illuminating Levanfel more clearly.
“I want the fact that you possess divine power to remain hidden.”
Something felt off.
Earlier at noon, the emperor’s hair had definitely been black—as vividly dark as if woven from pure shadow, so I remembered it clearly.
Yet now, his hair appeared white, as if infused with moonlight itself.
Had I misseen it earlier? Or perhaps the man before me now wasn’t the same emperor I’d seen during the day?
Confusion piled upon confusion.
“In other words, I intend to protect you—and your secret.”
Levanfel slowly approached me, unbuttoning his shirt. My instincts kept my eyes locked on his hands as they undid each button. In that brief moment, irrelevant thoughts raced through my mind.
‘Why’s he suddenly undressing? We were just discussing the holy maiden… Could he possibly expect me to use divine power for this?’
Thud.
The last button came undone, and the thin shirt dropped to the floor. When Levanfel stopped right before me, I found myself staring directly into his face as if entranced.
Ah.
As I’d sensed before, this man’s true beauty revealed itself fully only when seen up close. If there existed a demon capable of enchanting humans, it would undoubtedly be him—dangerously, breathtakingly beautiful.
“I’d like you to stay by my side, Princess.”
Levanfel reached out and took my hand without hesitation, pulling it firmly onto his chest.
“Hah!”
A startled gasp escaped me as my palm suddenly met the firm, unfamiliar contours of a man’s body.
Surprised by this unfamiliar sensation, I looked down—and saw the sealing sigil etched over his chest.
‘This is…!’
It was a sealing sigil resembling bare, thorny branches extending outward from the area over his heart.
Levanfel whispered softly, as if casting a spell over me.
“Use your divine power, Princess.”
I blinked dumbly, staring blankly at Levanfel with my hand still resting on his chest. Thinking I was still wary, he coaxed me gently, sweetly—like cotton candy.
“It’s alright. I promise I won’t do anything to harm you.”
I stared blankly at my palm pressed against his chest, then tilted my head slightly.
‘Um… so…’
No one could have anticipated this predicament—not even I, who was living through it firsthand.
‘How exactly do you even use divine power…?’
It dawned on me then: I had no idea how to use my divine power. I’d spent my whole life trying only to hide it, never once attempting to use it—so of course, I didn’t know how.
Therefore, I couldn’t use divine power at all!
“Trust me.”
Levanfel made a solemn vow.
This clearly wasn’t the moment to admit, “Actually, I don’t know how to use divine power…”
‘All that desperate effort to hide it was pointless. After all, it’s a power I can’t even use anyway.’
Sighing at my own foolishness, I glanced again at the sealing sigil etched over his chest.
‘A body bearing a thorny-branch sealing sigil over the heart—I’ve heard of this before.’
It was a famous tale across the continent.
The day after the World Tree vanished, the entire continent plunged into chaos. The World Tree had governed life and balance; with that power gone, imbalance and destruction were inevitable.
Amid the panic, someone cried out:
“Our god, Semula, has abandoned us!”
Those who hadn’t believed in the gods suddenly began praying desperately, while those who had felt betrayed and cursed their deity.
Then someone proposed creating a new World Tree from humanity itself.
It was an outrageous, impossible notion. The World Tree was divine—beyond the comprehension of any scholar, even the wisest sage.
Yet an alchemist, grasping at straws, dared challenge that divine realm.
His name was Generba, and he called his experiment the “Ferdiak Experiment.”
“Your Majesty, this sealing sigil is from the Ferdiak Experiment…”
“Yes. It’s proof of that experiment.”
The alchemist Generba extracted an essence from a branch of the dead World Tree. This essence, ravenous like a starving beast, devoured any life it touched. Generba injected it into test subjects.
The test subjects were human.
Hiding behind the banner of saving the world, alchemist Generba began human experimentation.
After injecting the essence into a person’s body, Generba inscribed the sealing sigil near their heart—otherwise, the moment the essence entered, their body would wither like dry twigs and die.
But ultimately, the experiment failed.
The challenge to the divine ended in brutal failure. Everyone injected with the essence perished.
As if mocking humanity’s feeble sigil, the thorny-branch mark spread across their entire bodies. They dried into grotesque, white husks, as though every trace of life had been sucked away.
Under the Sacred Covenant of the peace treaty, the continent issued a warrant for alchemist Generba, who led the experiment, and hunted down all who followed the Ferdiak Experiment. Yet their whereabouts remain unknown to this day.
“Why does this sealing sigil exist on Your Majesty’s body?”
“Simple—because I’m the first and only survivor of that experiment.”
“…Do you not know that anyone found participating in—or even researching—the Ferdiak Experiment is executed immediately?”
“I know very well. It’s one of the Sacred Covenants established during the peace treaty, when the continent agreed to a truce in the face of apocalypse. I was a prince then and accompanied His Majesty the Emperor to the signing.”
“Then why are you telling me this now…?”
Levanfel answered calmly, as if discussing the weather.
“Which is why, Princess…”
He gently grasped my wrist, still resting on his chest. A warm, resonant vibration spread further.
“Now that we both know each other’s secrets, stop holding back and use your divine power.”
Use divine power? I glared hard at Levanfel’s chest and pressed my palm down firmly.
“Are you trying to push me away and run?”
I’d thought maybe exerting pressure would somehow activate it—but apparently not.
Misinterpreting my action as an attempt to flee, Levanfel wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me tightly against him.
Like drenched clothes clinging to skin, I was pressed flush against Levanfel with no space between us. His grip on my waist felt possessive, as if he’d never let go.
“W-Wait a moment.”
Startled, my body tensed reflexively.
That was when—
“…!”
Suddenly, as if a fire had been lit, warmth bloomed in my palm and quickly spread through my whole body.
Simultaneously, the thorny-branch sealing sigil on Levanfel’s chest began vanishing, as if being absorbed into his body.
That wasn’t all.
Levanfel’s white hair gradually darkened, returning to its original black.
“What… is this…?”
Levanfel remained utterly composed, as if he’d experienced this exact situation many times before.
He tightened his hold around my waist and murmured softly into my ear, like sharing a secret.
“Didn’t I tell you? I want your divine power to stay hidden. I want you to heal me every night with that power—the me who changes.”
“…Huh?”
“It means I want you to use your divine power only by my side—and only for me.”
Male lead says he’s pregnant — and it’s female lead’s child
Something seems a bit off about this world.
Wang Zhao thought as she watched a pregnant man walking towards her…
Intro
Female lead finds herself in a world where the men who possess the ability to bear children.
As she navigates this unfamiliar reality, she is caught off guard by the sudden appearance of her boyfriend, who reveals that he is pregnant.
Is this truly her boyfriend?
Why can’t she recall any details about their time together?
She begins to doubt whether the child her boyfriend is carrying is even hers.
Is there a hidden reason behind her amnesia, or could it be a side effect of her sudden arrival in this strange new world?
Just when it seems the protagonist’s life couldn’t become any more entangled, her ex-boyfriend makes an unexpected appearance, raising questions about the protagonist’s past.
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