Climbing into the carriage and drawing back the curtain, Ollentia gazed for a moment at the mansion filled with red bricks. The mansion was adorned with the Tree of Good and Evil that her father had brought from the sacred land of Cassandra. As a child, she and Sokor used to enjoy its fruits, thinking they were tasty. Now, they tasted terribly, and she couldn’t bear to eat them.
‘Sokor brother must be watching from somewhere.’
She couldn’t understand why, at this moment, she recalled memories of eating the fruits and the times Sokor was kind to her in her childhood.
‘Ollentia, even if you fall from the horse, I will definitely catch you. Don’t worry.’
‘But then, brother, you’ll be badly hurt?’
‘It’s okay if my body breaks, but not you. Uncle would be furious.’
“Ah! You’re just overly caring for me, aren’t you? Be honest. Hehe!”
It was when she was 12 years old.
Young Ollentia fully understood her cousin brother Sokor’s feelings. His playful responses, coupled with his affectionate gaze towards her, made it evident.
Sokor, who had just become an adult and was notably smaller than his peers, hugged the petite Ollentia tightly and said,
“Looks like I’ve been caught. But don’t get too smug, little one.”
“Che!”
Young Ollentia playfully stuck out her tongue and then refocused on horseback riding. Although there were many tutors who could teach her, she preferred learning from Sokor.
“……It’s not even such a distant memory.”
Ollentia muttered bitterly, having drawn all the curtains shut. She felt only regret for how her relationship with the changed Sokor had become.
Even though she had firmly decided to stand on her own, these thoughts remained unchanged.
Ollentia had already found a suitable house in Noctifer. She had prepared all the new furniture and items, so she only needed to move with her minimal luggage.
She was quietly thrilled at the thought of really living on her own.
“She really left.”
From the third-floor bedroom of the Count’s mansion, Sokor, watching Ollentia leave, chewed on his lips. He honestly couldn’t understand why he was doing so. He knew that Ollentia would leave the Count’s mansion like that.
Watching Ollentia leave felt like leaving a child by the water’s edge. He might have taken for granted that she had her place in the annex.
‘Has my heart grown weak?’
He shouldn’t be like this.
Sokor needed to be more resolute than anyone in pursuing the interests of the couple. The former Count, as an archaeologist, and the former Countess, as a philanthropist, were respected, primarily because they were scandal-free and seemed to have a good relationship.
While nobles typically caused small and significant romantic troubles, those two were known for flaunting their love without such rumors.
Therefore, Sokor also wanted to maintain a good reputation within the Bonnus Empire, along with Kikojellia.
But it was proving to be quite challenging.
Seeing Sokor’s serious face, Kikojellia carefully brushed her long hair aside.
“Get some more rest. Lack of sleep clouds your judgment.”
Her voice was soft and full of concern.
However, Sokor found her voice somewhat irritating. It was strange, considering everything Kikojellia did was with his permission.
Sokor ignored the rising discomfort and stood by the door, then spoke to her.
“I’m already wide awake. I need to start my day.”
Kikojellia, tidying up the bed where her husband lay, laughed awkwardly, feeling embarrassed.
“Ah, yes. I hope today too, you’ll be blessed with the divine favor.”
Her reference to divine favor was solely for the Count couple’s benefit.
Knowing this, Sokor nodded and left the stifling bedroom. He found it best to start working when his mind was agitated.
“Don’t wander too long, Ollentia.”
After all, she had to marry Duke Lucksus.
Wandering was just a waste of energy. That’s why he had let Ollentia leave the house for a while.
She was still within Sokor’s grasp.
Yet, he sighed and headed towards his office, his steps unusually heavy.
The capital of the Bonnus Empire, Geranium.
Geranium was a place with many important hubs, including Greenpark where central nobles lived, Gold Street, the large Silvertown, Owen Square, and the Bonnus Cathedral.
Most inhabitants of Geranium were either nobles or of the bourgeois class, leading lives of leisure and comfort.
Until recently, Ollentia, the heiress of the Armenianca Count’s family, also belonged to this place.
“The more I look at it, the more I like it.”
Ollentia muttered to herself as she looked at her new home upon waking up in the morning.
A few days ago, she had set up her residence in Noctifer, a western outskirts area of Geranium. In the evenings, as the roofs glittered golden in the sunset, it was known as the House of Venus.
Its proximity to Geranium made it convenient for social season activities, and its greatest advantage was the ancient walls built around it, offering double or triple security.
Unable to employ numerous mercenaries like the Armenianca Count’s residence with its resident knights, she focused on security in this manner instead.
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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