Hm. Trust wasn’t really there, but anyway, we were currently running towards the same goal, so I decided to believe him.
If I die, he’ll be in big trouble too.
Thinking that he probably had life insurance, I imitated Jessica’s gesture of pretending to slash my throat.
“Lord… what does this mean?”
“Huh?”
“Just now, you did this hand gesture toward me, like… this…”
“Oh, haha! It’s nothing! Nothing at all!”
It wouldn’t be nice to let them know that Zero’s identity is more like a clever raccoon than a cute hamster.
Seeing the hamster god shushing, I couldn’t help but feel frustrated, but I redirected the topic elsewhere.
“Well, let’s finish the report on Lynstead for now. Jacqueline, Sheri. How about the results of your investigation in other areas?”
Assuming that the situation might be better than the fog-covered Lynstead, it was a question to which their complexions did not respond well.
“Um…”
“Lord. That… we…”
Seeing the two hesitate, I asked with a sinking feeling.
“…Didn’t help, did they?”
“…It’s probably better if you read it yourself.”
Jacqueline handed me a piece of paper with a determined expression on her face.
It was a checklist.
A table summarizing noble families within the Kaladia Empire who possess territories, checking whether we could contact them one by one and confirm if we could receive assistance. The items marked with black ink pen… there were more triangles and scissor marks than circles.
In the notes section at the end, there was a reason written.
Hard to believe that the Imperial Capital has been destroyed.
It’s difficult to send urgent reinforcements before bringing clear evidence.
Even if it’s a story like a novel, it’s hard to believe that Lady Elizabeth Kitten is leading the current survivors.
“Ha…”
The hand holding the smooth paper trembled.
‘Especially the last one. Why is it like this?’
After all, the focal point leading the survivors of the capital cannot be me.
Even though Sheri and Jacqueline hadn’t introduced me as Lady Kitten, the reason for refusal still referred to me as ‘Lady.’
Innocent Jacqueline apologized to me instead.
“I’m sorry. I tried to persuade them with my abilities, but… those who understand us refused because they couldn’t trust you as a lady.”
“…What about the Matap?”
“That’s relatively better. It seems that Lord Ruth, the next Matap, has been continuously reporting, and the senior mages who were dispatched before have leaked information about zombies, so they seem to be aware of the seriousness of the situation.”
Unfortunate, but fortunate among misfortunes.
While I sighed, Jacqueline added an explanation.
“Compared to those temple figures who abandoned their responsibilities and fled, the Matap side seems to have a faster grasp of the situation. When they heard about the way zombies spread, they immediately gave a response, saying that running away would be useless.”
“News reached the current Matap?”
It was surprising that news reached the current Matap, Lord Ruth’s father.
He rarely made contact even with royal or noble figures, so I was pleasantly surprised by that piece of news.
“Yes. He seems to be deeply troubled by the catastrophe that is putting the entire continent at risk. The mage I contacted promptly connected us to the current Matap, making the conversation smooth.”
Jacqueline, pushing up her large glasses, reported with an earnest expression. In response, Zero sighed solemnly and muttered.
“Ho, a capable thinker in this empire seems to be none other than that. Ugh, tut-tut.”
‘It really doesn’t suit him…’
I felt an illusion that non-existent facial hair was sticking to Zero’s face.
“Still, it’s fortunate. I was worried about Matap since he’s been stuck with the Matap for a long time…”
Zero interjected while I was wiping my chest.
“Humph. It’s not just a sense of crisis. It’s probably more than that.”
As if he had skillfully adjusted it, after Zero’s words, Sheri spoke with a troubled face.
“Hmm… It seems like there’s also curiosity about zombies. I heard Jacky mumbling next to me that if there’s an appearance of undead we’ve never seen before, we must catch them and study them.”
“Oh.”
Are you crazy, Lord Matap?
And your son, Ruth, has already caught one and thoroughly examined it, but he couldn’t find any useful information.
“…If you want to die, go ahead and do it,” I said seriously.
“T-This is, Lord Matap?”
“Yes, very firmly.”
I grabbed Jacqueline’s shoulder and earnestly requested.
In this emergency situation, if we act like that, it’s likely to trigger a death flag.
“And, it might be troublesome, but please convey it to those arrogant guys who think I’m the leader of the survivors.”
Even the mighty Matap seems to be aware of the seriousness of the situation and is moving quickly. Get a grip.
“If they don’t believe it, tell them to catch at least a few zombies and send them to the territory somehow. I’ll take care of them. And tell them well.”
It wasn’t just a stern threat.
In a situation where not only my life but also the lives of others are at stake, what else can I do?
I felt an itch in my hand to shoot the dual pistols in the holster on my waist.
Even if I loaded a magic bullet into the gun and aimed it at their foreheads, would they really say such words?
‘Don’t regret becoming zombie food due to late response.’
I was seeking help while giving them an opportunity.
Grab the lifeline even before it’s too late.
In the current world where the zombie situation has erupted, only I and my party members can stop them.
‘If even in this situation, they can’t trust me, then go wherever you want!’
Later, even if they cry and grab the hem of my clothes, I won’t turn back.
With a determined attitude, Jacqueline said to me, “Come to think of it, there was one place that immediately understood when they heard about Lord’s story!”
Oh? Where was that?
Male lead Asks for a Divorce Every Day
It’s not often you come across a plot like this in the female-dominant genre — make sure to check it out!
This is a novel I’m planning to reread as well.
The male lead is strong, skilled in martial arts, and not the usual fragile type you often see in matriarchal novels.
Meanwhile, the female lead is a scientist—rational and logical. Even when she falls for the male lead, she doesn’t let her emotions cloud her decisions.
If you push through the first few chapters, you’ll gradually find the story really intriguing.
It has a mix of mystery, detective elements, and romance.
The author’s writing style is like crafting a puzzle—except they deliberately leave out a few pieces, making it hard to predict what happens next, yet keeping you hooked.
In the end, everything will come together and be explained.
One-sentence summary: Wife, stop playing with beakers and look at me!
In a laboratory accident, research scientist Zhu Wansheng accidentally travels to a matriarchal world. The original owner of the body is an eighteen-year-old only daughter of a wealthy rouge merchant, already married with a handsome young man.
Zhu Wansheng grins: Nice! She always said she was heaven’s favorite granddaughter. After a life of toil in her previous life, she can enjoy blessings in this one.
However, her joy lasts no more than three seconds as bad news arrives: the original owner’s family is about to go bankrupt, and her husband wants a divorce.
Even worse, she’s stuck with a research system full of restrictions.
Zhu Wansheng: ? Is this the destiny of a research dog?
——
Faced with this mess, Zhu Wansheng pours herself a bowl of wine to drown her sorrows. In her drunken haze, her husband arrives.
His figure is imposing, holding a long sword, with a dignified air that captivates Zhu Wansheng.
Gu Yingqing, however, looks at the alcohol-reeking Zhu Wansheng with undisguised disgust and coldly asks, “Divorce or not?” The intoxicated Zhu Wansheng mumbles vaguely, “I think… it’s not… it’s not… impossible!”
——
The next day, after sobering up, Zhu Wansheng is full of energy, rolling up her sleeves ready to make a big move. As for yesterday? She has no memory of it.
Zhu Wansheng is ambitious; a research dog fears nothing!
Upgrading rouge, extracting fragrances, producing perfumes, researching lipsticks… all shall bow to the power of modern technology!
The original owner’s dying rouge shop is revitalized. Her mother is pleased and with a wave of her hand, passes on the family business to her. As she takes control and her experimental results gain popularity, it’s the pinnacle of her life…
——
But there are always those who can’t stand to see her doing well. Jealousy, scheming, assassination attempts – they want nothing less than her life.
The person who has always kept his distance from her suddenly holds her tightly in his arms, eyes full of concern.
She is unharmed, but he falls into a pool of blood…
Zhu Wansheng feels guilty, “I can grant you one wish.”
Gu Yingqing tentatively circles his arms around her, carefully resting his head in the crook of her neck, pleading softly, “I regret it. Can we not divorce?”
Zhu Wansheng: ? When did I agree to a divorce?
[Small Theater]
The newly developed rouge is beautifully packaged, and Zhu Wansheng is eager to try it.
Gu Yingqing suddenly appears: “My lady, may I apply it for you?”
Cool fingertips lightly brush her lips. His Adam’s apple bobs as he leans in for a light bite.
Zhu Wansheng: ?
Gu Yingqing: It smells so good, I wanted to taste it…
On a warm spring day, Zhu Wansheng tries a new perfume: “Spring Night.” Gu Yingqing corners her against a wall.
Warm breath lingers on her neck.
“My lady, from now on, may I test the fragrances for you?”
[Humorous female scientist vs scheming live-in son-in-law male lead]
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