“……Huh?”
At the mention of being Zen’s master, the hallway was filled with silence. Delina momentarily licked her lips, thinking she had misheard, then quickly looked at the nearest Duke Bellion and denied it.
“No, no. That’s not it.”
Now the other children and Felik’s eyes were all focused on Delina. Delina lowered her head with a bewildered face.
“From the beginning, calling him master… Ah, I did tell him once before, but that’s not it… What I taught him was my name.”
“Miss.”
“Huh?”
“Don’t worry. I won’t say anything elsewhere.”
Felik smiled warmly as if to reassure her. Delina spoke to Zen with a tearful face.
“Zen. That’s not my name, right? Huh? I surely taught you the correct name.”
To vent her grievance, Delina was desperate. She almost interrogated Zen by sticking her face close to him.
“It definitely started with ‘Del.’ Right?”
“Delina.”
“Yes, that’s right. Exactly that!”
“Master.”
With an even more precise pronunciation, Zen spoke as if driving in the nail. Then, Bensent mumbled.
“It seems you trained him well.”
At Bensent’s words, Delina couldn’t say anything. Then Noah chuckled.
“I saw you high jump well, when will you show us you sitting or lying down?”
“……There’s nothing like that.”
Why on earth could the ability only be used once a day? Moreover, the bursting mouths that couldn’t be stopped now were too sad.
Bellion, who had been quietly watching the situation, nodded slightly.
What are you smiling so contentedly about…….
Now Delina, unable to know whether to be glad that she could read emotions from that indifferent face or sad, was of course clinging tightly to Bellion even while doing so. Ashud was staring at them with fiery eyes even at this moment.
“Can I follow Zen’s test?”
Delina, fearing that Bellion might leave her here, asked while holding onto Bellion’s arm.
“It doesn’t matter.”
“Then I want to go too.”
Then Calix asked.
“Shall we go too?”
“Yes. You can spar as well.”
At the word spar, the children’s expressions changed. Delina’s eyes widened and blinked.
‘Me too?’
Though Bellion could send her flying with just a flick of a finger, Delina began to fumble around Bellion’s body, hoping for a chance, and began to untangle herself.
(This is a time separator.)
“First the test, then the sparring.”
The Duke’s indoor training hall boasted a size several times larger than a normal noble’s. While Delina was marveling at the spacious scale and looking around the training hall, the children were each going to their places. Then Delina raised her hand.
“What about me?”
At her words, Bellion briefly paused, then brought something and placed it before Delina. It was a giant rag doll.
“Hit this.”
“?”
As Delina stared blankly at the big, softlooking rag doll standing before her, Bellion walked over to Zen.
“……”
While the other children were holding various weapons, Delina felt a great sense of inferiority at the sight of a doll placed before her. But joining the others might mean giving up an arm or a leg, so Delina eventually punched the rag doll.
‘Even so, this much should be easy…… Ah!’
The rag doll tilted to one side as it took Delina’s punch, then sprang back in recoil.
In an instant, Delina, who had bodyslammed the doll, rolled back and fell to the floor. The training hall was suddenly engulfed in silence. Delina, realizing that all eyes were on her, closed her eyes in shame.
“Uh, Miss. Are you sleeping?”
Felik approached the fallen Delina. He had just opened the door to the training hall and looked at Delina lying down and the rag doll next to her.
“My goodness. A giant rag doll. I haven’t seen one in a long time. I played with one when I was five or six.”
“……”
“But why is it here?”
“……I wonder why this is here.”
Delina, who had stood up from her seat, carefully turned away from the onelegged doll. Meanwhile, the other side of the training ground became noisy.
“Ah, the test has begun.”
The noise was quite loud, but Felik looked at Bellion and Zen’s duel as if it were a familiar event. Delina also paid attention to this and softly exclaimed.
‘What movements…’
Bellion was expected to be extraordinary, but Zen was really unexpected. As if to release the frustration he had felt while imprisoned, Zen quickly attacked Bellion.
Zen, seemingly quite excited, revealing his teeth and aggressively charging at Bellion, but Bellion, without batting an eye, avoided Zen’s attack. Then, seeing Zen become more and more fierce, Bellion struck his neck and knocked him out.
“Still such a beast.”
Bellion muttered, looking down at Zen. Soon after, he nodded at Felik.
“Take him away.”
“Ah, in that case…”
“He passed.”
Felik approached the fallen Zen. Delina also approached Zen, looking worried.
“How is Zen?”
“His Majesty knocked him out cleanly, so there’s no significant external injury.”
Felik laid Zen down properly, admiring him.
“When His Majesty brought him, I didn’t think much of it, but he’s indeed impressive. To have such movement with that thin body.”
“That’s right, impressive.”
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
