Like healing, the offensive capability depended on the size of the sphere one could create. Meaningfully using this power was extremely rare among those with divine power.
Perhaps because divine power was inherently a bright and shining ability meant to save people.
As Ollentia pondered over these thoughts, she laughed.
“Ha! It’s unbelievable. I have divine power, even if just a little.”
Last night, she saw the vibration of the Illusion Flower, which emits divine power, and this morning, she confirmed self-healing. This much evidence made it impossible to deny her divine power.
‘Wait a minute. But isn’t this strange?’
Ollentia shouted as she stood up.
“It’s good to have it, right?”
Why deny it?
It was an important ability that could further solidify her legitimate claim to the Armeniaca lineage. But that made her more cautious.
Ollentia decided to keep this fact a secret until she was absolutely sure.
It seemed there was a brief spring rain at dawn.
As she stepped outside the mansion, the ground was still moist, but thankfully the rain had stopped in the morning.
Today was an important day as Uncle Odor, the Count, was introducing her to the Werbu Archbishop.
Ollentia dressed modestly and appropriately.
She wore a luxurious purple velvet crinoline dress that revealed no skin, with a slight lace trim on the sleeve ends.
Her hair was neatly tied, and she wore dyed red ankle boots with no flashy embroidery or ribbons.
‘This should be good enough.’
She needed to make a good impression on the Archbishop, known to be respected and frugal among the people of the Bonnus Empire. While his true nature was uncertain, it was best to align with his public image.
Swallowing nervously due to tension, Ollentia received encouragement from Bobby.
“This is perfect, Miss. It’s not much different from your usual attire.”
“I just hope I don’t make any mistakes in front of the Archbishop.”
“You’re a smart lady. You’ll do fine.”
At that moment, a carriage with the crescent moon emblem of the Odor family carved on ebony wood arrived in front of the mansion.
Ollentia loved the apricot tree emblem of the Armeniaca family, but she also thought the Odor family’s crescent moon was beautiful.
Perhaps it was because she had walked the moonlit forest path with Dimitrius a few days ago.
Seeing her uncle, Count Odor, descending from the carriage, Ollentia greeted him with a bright smile.
“Uncle! You look particularly dashing today!”
The Count, who seemed to have taken special care of his appearance, slicked back his hair with pomade and wore an elegant morning coat.
Pleased with his niece’s compliment, the Count laughed heartily and escorted Ollentia. She naturally took his hand and climbed into the carriage, her eyes sparkling as she leaned back into the smooth leather seat.
“Uncle, hurry up and get in. I really need to know today.”
“What about?”
“About Archbishop Werbu. Why is he in Odor? Can’t you tell me?”
“You don’t need to know that.”
“Really? What if I say something wrong in front of the Archbishop?”
Knowing one’s adversary ensures victory.
Ollentia wanted to know more about the Archbishop, but Count Odor remained resolute, firmly crossing his arms.
“For all that concern, you’re dressed very modestly and frugally, niece.”
Ollentia pouted her lips. It seemed hard to get the information directly from her uncle.
Time passed, and they finally arrived at the Odor Parish Church.
Stepping out of the carriage with her uncle’s escort, Ollentia frowned slightly.
“What? What’s this…”
The church looked exactly as it did in her dream, especially the colonnade where she had stood, still vivid and eerie.
Startled, Ollentia stepped back from the church entrance.
“Niece, what’s wrong?”
At her uncle’s confused query, Ollentia, gasping for breath, asked,
“Uncle, have I ever been here when I was younger?”
Male lead is reincarnated to save his wife
I’ve also read this one twice already. The female lead is kinda soft and gets embarrassed easily—not really my type, but the plot is definitely worth reading. Hurry up and read it, y’all!
Intro
When Shen Yuan encountered Su Jin again in his previous life, she had already become the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. As for him, the former top young master of the capital, he had long since fallen into the abyss, becoming a singer on a pleasure boat.
After a song ended, he was redeemed and sent to the Su Residence.
Su Jin respected and cherished him, gave him a roof over his head, and bestowed him with warmth. Shen Yuan fell deeper and deeper, but before he could express his feelings, Su Jin passed away.
Shen Yuan died to follow her in death, but instead, he returned to when he was fifteen years old.
At that time, he was not yet engaged, and Su Jin was just a poor scholar.
Shen Yuan gritted his teeth, casting aside all his pride, and thought of ways to coax and entice her every day.
The colder and more indifferent Su Jin was towards him, the more proactive Shen Yuan became.
He was not afraid of being mocked by the world, only wanting to marry his Wife-master early, to hold her hand and never let go for a lifetime.
[Note: This story will not specifically point out the male lead’s reincarnation time point; it’s all in the details. Whenever you feel that the male lead is acting strangely, he has most likely been reincarnated.]
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