Since it had been decided to stay in Cariès, Evenel decided to go over the details.
“Where should Lia and I stay from now on?”
“You can stay where you stayed yesterday. Tell your maid to work there as well. I’ve told the steward.”
“Isn’t that your Majesty’s palace?”
“Is there a problem?”
‘Isn’t there obviously a problem?’
She didn’t know much about this world, but the thought that staying in the palace where the Emperor resided, despite having no connection to it, seemed quite wrong.
“It will be comfortable there in many ways. We can discuss matters quickly, and it is also the safest place.”
“Then we’ll do that.”
But Evenel, who thought Shuher’s explanation and proposal meant nothing as she had thought, obediently nodded her head.
She would have vehemently refused if she knew what it meant for a woman to stay in the Emperor’s palace.
“Is there anything else you need to stay?”
“Not really…”
She was about to say no when she remembered what was most urgently needed now.
“I would like to have a gun that I can use, and a space to train in shooting.”
She needed practice with firearms different from the ones she used before.
It was the only thing she could rely on, both to deal with the marvels in the future and to protect herself.
“It will be much more helpful than just watching without doing anything.”
It wasn’t a difficult request, and Shuher said, because there was nothing wrong with it.
“Prepare a gun and bullets. There are several training grounds in the Imperial Palace, so feel free to use them wherever you want.”
‘I’m still an extra anyway.’
Evenel had no intention of blocking the flow of this novel. And she had no intention of changing it even more.
But if they put her and Lia in danger again, she did have thoughts of overturning this board.
As if she had decided to survive when she should have already died.
“Then if you have nothing more to say, I will leave now.”
“Demil will take you to the palace.”
“No, thank you. I remember the way back.”
As she left the office with a greeting, Demil finally asked the question he had been holding back.
“Do you really trust that young lady?”
“No.”
In contrast to when he persuaded Evenel, Shuher’s mouth flowed with a denial that felt cold.
“But why did you allow her to stay in your palace? She may have other intentions.”
Even if she intended to use her, Demil could not understand why he needed to keep her close. Especially when he knew best what kind of tribe the Aodin were.
“That’s why I let her stay in my palace. So that I can know right away if she makes any suspicious moves. It will be more comfortable in many ways to have her in my grasp.”
“But you just said that you would protect her.”
At his words, Shuher burst out laughing. He got up from his seat, went to the window, and took in the view of the palace as he spoke.
“I’m protecting her life. Ah, exactly, her right eye.”
“What do you mean…”
“It doesn’t matter to me what she goes through here, or what she hears.”
Demil felt a chill at his meticulousness. He had spoken as if he would be a fence for her, but in reality, he planned to neglect her.
No, exactly, it was revenge.
So she could experience the misery that Cariès had felt until now. And to eventually kneel before everyone.
There wasn’t a single person on Evenel’s side here.
“But why didn’t the young lady mention that part? She could have asked for protection from threats.”
“She must be deluding herself. She thinks that since she’s awakened her abilities, there won’t be any such issues.”
Shuher mocked Evenel’s foolishness.
No matter how much she helped, it didn’t change the tragedy of the past.
Besides, wasn’t she from the Istella Duchy, who had been cursing Cariès openly until now?
Shuher could have subdued her with his strength alone.
But he did not do so because he knew that Evenel would not move according to his will just by dealing with her that way.
‘It was unexpected, but that’s just it.’
His anger towards Aodin was deep and great. He planned to use Evenel thoroughly later, even to crush them for sure.
“No matter how much you struggle, nothing will change. She will find out soon enough.”
Already, the talk about Evenel had risen and fallen among people. Of course, not in a good direction.
Shuher wanted her to desperately realize how powerless she was here.
And he hoped she would regret taking his hand, as if she were vomiting blood.
(This is a time separator.)
“I was confident that I remembered the way back.”
Evenel was somehow lost, looking around with a troubled face. The buildings all looked similar to her, making it difficult to find her way.
For a 21stcentury person who could easily find their way with just a mobile phone, the current situation was completely unfamiliar.
So she tried to ask a passerby for directions, but as soon as their eyes met, everyone was busy avoiding her.
Or blatantly ignoring her.
“No, just tell me the way.”
From Evenel’s point of view, she just wanted to know where the imperial palace was, no matter what they were fussing about.
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
