Provoked by Karl’s mocking words, Cheston remained silent, only smiling faintly. Karl, frustrated by his reaction, drew his sword.

“I thought we could spar. What do you say?”

At Karl’s urging, a servant quickly brought a sword. Aaron approached quietly, advising against it.

“Your wounds haven’t fully healed. He’s obviously here to vent his frustration; you should refuse.”

“I can’t refuse, you know that. I’ll match him just enough, so don’t worry.”

Cheston patted Aaron’s shoulder reassuringly and smiled.

“If you’re planning to just match him, better not to. I’m not in a good mood today.”

“Understood.”

If that’s what he wanted, Cheston was willing to spar. He took up his sword, parrying Karl’s ferocious attacks.

The clashing of swords echoed throughout the garden. It was a welcome distraction for Cheston, who needed to clear his head.

“Damn it!”

Karl cursed, unable to dominate the duel as he wished. That was his problem. During a duel, one must empty their mind and focus on the opponent’s sword tip. Karl’s sword was laden with emotions – hatred, inferiority, contempt, envy towards Cheston.

If only he could rid himself of these, his skills might improve. But Karl was unlikely to let go of these feelings until his death.

“I need to change my swordsmanship teacher. Can’t believe they trained me to be defeated by someone like you.”

“It would be a good idea.”

Cheston’s response was calm, unaffected by the heated duel.
“Arrogant brat. I don’t like your eyes. The only thing you have in common with father is your blonde hair. It’s strange why you, being just a half-breed, are favored. Completely smitten with a mere daughter of a duke.”

Karl spat bloodied saliva on the ground, his face twisted into a sneering smile.

“You should know your place and crawl accordingly. Then you and your mother might have an easier life. You don’t think I came here just for a spar, do you?”

Cheston relaxed the grip on his sword. Karl, as if waiting for this moment, raised his hand and struck Cheston’s face.

“Do you know the humiliation I suffered today because of you? Your filthy blood makes father compare you and me. Do you have any idea how I have to smile and pretend to be amiable in front of others because of you?”

He passively absorbed Karl’s fury. It was better to end it quickly. As a sword master, he could easily defeat Karl, but he shouldn’t.

Even under the harsh trampling of his brother, Cheston’s expression remained unchanged. He just wished for the time to pass.

“How boring. Not even a groan. Despicable. That must be why your mother won’t die either. Probably can’t die because you’re still alive.”

Cheston clenched his fists. He wanted to twist Karl’s neck right there, but he had to restrain himself. His father always turned a blind eye when Cheston faced life-threatening situations. It was because of the endless distortions and slanders surrounding him.

The Queen and Karl often staged dramas, claiming Cheston was the instigator of every incident. And since his near-death experiences were also ignored, it was only ‘fair’ to overlook those accusations.

So Cheston decided to grit his teeth and endure.

In this place, only cowardly silence prevailed.

Male lead is a Love-Obsessed Merman

When he discovers she has gone, he risks everything to pursue her on land, enduring agonizing pain to transform his tail into human legs…

One-line summary: Male lead chases female lead. The male lead’s love is a bit sick, an invincible love brain.

Synopsis

During a voyage at sea, Jiang Yang accidentally captures a merman.

Servant: I heard that mermen are fierce and brutal.

Jiang Yang looks at the merman obediently rubbing her palm like a puppy: “You call this fierce and brutal?”

Servant: I heard that mermen have no human nature.

Jiang Yang looks at the merman with wet puppy eyes, obsessively calling her ‘A Yang’ like a childish infant: “You call this having no human nature?”

With great difficulty, she releases the merman back into the sea and returns to shore.

Who would have thought that in less than half a month, the merman, who should have been freely wandering in the South China Sea, would shed his scales, endure the pain of losing his tail, transform into human legs, and come ashore to find her?

He kneels at her feet, rubbing her palm, with merman tears rolling down: “A Yang, don’t abandon me.”

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