Upon parting ways with Shuher, Evenel followed the familiar path toward the training ground, where she happened to run into Demil.
“Good morning, Knight Demil. You’re training now, I presume?”
“Yes.”
“Ah, should I come back later?”
Asking because she didn’t want to disturb the knights’ training, Demil hesitated briefly before shaking his head.
“It’s fine. Also, during archery training, having you there is…”
He trailed off, but Evenel immediately understood what he was trying to say.
“It seems my advice is somewhat helpful.”
When Demil cleared his throat awkwardly, a pleased smile appeared on Evenel’s face. They often crossed paths at the archery range, and she had frequently offered unsolicited advice.
Correcting wrong postures or pointing out areas for improvement.
Since everyone had witnessed her outstanding archery skills, the knights discreetly paid attention even as they feigned disinterest.
Once she exchanged pleasant greetings and entered the training session, her expression changed entirely. The smile vanished, leaving only a serious demeanor.
“Recently, exchanging greetings has been most enjoyable for me.”
Since her visit to the Ferti territory, she felt proud that the distance between them had slightly narrowed. It felt as if they were finally seeing the person hidden behind the name Aodin.
“Ah, that doesn’t mean we’ve gotten closer. For now, I’m content with just this.”
Evenel felt an invisible thick wall still blocking their relationship.
Although she yearned to join the inner circle where they trained and laughed together, she never dared voice this desire.
Because she knew she shouldn’t wish for that much.
‘Does he realize that he’s keeping his distance as well?’
But in Demil’s eyes, Evenel was no different from the knights, who put up walls. Sometimes she even seemed to be on guard, even excessively so at times.
Even her last statement seemed to imply that getting closer wasn’t advisable, at least by her own regular standards.
“Ah, if it’s alright, may I borrow a gun? I saw some extras last time. I’ve mentioned it to His Majesty several times, but there’s still no response.”
“Feel free to use them. I’ll let His Majesty know.”
“I’d appreciate that.”
The two conversed as they reached the training ground, where, in addition to the knights, there were a few unfamiliar faces.
Dressed in uniforms adorned with blue insignia on a white background, they seemed to be from another knight division of the imperial palace.
“Who are those people?”
“They’re the First Knight Division. They’re in charge of guarding the imperial palace.”
For reference, the division led by Demil was directly under the Emperor and focused solely on executing Shuher’s orders, with demon handling as their main task.
Evenel had no interaction with other knight divisions while in the imperial palace, so she was intrigued. She wondered what set the Emperor’s knights apart.
Just as she was about to step into the training ground, she had no choice but to halt when she heard the name that came out of their mouths.
“Raul, I heard you’ve been getting close to the young lady from Aodin recently?”
“We share the same training ground.”
“Aren’t you ashamed as a knight of Karies? Mixing words with a woman like that. No matter how capable, she’s still from Aodin. Our enemy that should be killed. If it were me, I’d have kicked her out of the training ground right away.”
Listening to them, they seemed to be completely unaware of Evenel’s duel.
A smug voice echoed through the training ground, and Demil’s gaze turned to Evenel, who was standing next to him. She merely shrugged her shoulders.
‘Well, that’s to be expected.’
In the short time she had been in Karies, she had heard all sorts of abuse, so this was now rather cute.
“Let’s go back, Hakin. We have to train soon.”
The one raising his voice among the First Knight Division seemed to be named Hakin.
“Come on, speak up. Honestly, didn’t that woman do nothing during the subjugation? She just paraded around with her abilities and now there’s this ridiculous rumor about her heroics. It’s nonsense.”
From Evenel’s perspective, they seemed to have come here to verify the veracity of the rumors. But judging by the atmosphere, they already believed them to be false.
“You guys are only together with her because of His Majesty’s orders, right?”
“That is…”
“Actually, you guys must hate it too. And consider what people who don’t know would think if they saw you with her. They’d badmouth your entire knight division, calling it a disgrace to Karies.”
No one present could easily respond to Hakin’s harsh warning about being close to someone from Aodin.
Worried that they might end up hearing such disparaging remarks as Hakin suggested, Shani urgently raised his voice.
“Isn’t it obvious? It’s because of His Majesty’s orders. Just being in the same space is… horrifying.”
“Thought so. I thought you had been swayed by her abilities.”
“There’s no way. We’re knights of Cariath. How could we trust such a person?”
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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