【It seems like it’s because of what happened when he revealed his favor to the divine contractor!】
【Hmm, why? Ben is handsome even by fairy standards!】
【He’s handsome!】
【But why didn’t that contractor understand Ben’s feelings?】
【It’s so obvious!】
【Maybe human emotions are complicated?】
【So that’s why Ben is in such a bad mood!】
【Exactly!】
“No, not really.”
Benedict couldn’t resist commenting on the spirits’ gossip, but the timing wasn’t great.
“…Are you talking to me, Mr. Benedict?”
While Benedict was focused on the spirits’ chatter and didn’t hear Michael’s words, Michael was urging Benedict to get up.
‘To protect Duke Kitten, Benedict must work harder.’
To achieve that, Michael needed to increase Benedict’s stamina, a representative force.
While Ruth Chricern was currently a patient and had temporarily set aside his ambitions as an instructor…
‘Not that guy, right? Laziness is not acceptable.’
Having lived faithfully, Michael found Benedict’s sluggishness, which could grow splendidly with steady training, uncomfortable.
Duke Kitten’s status was appropriate, with plenty of equipment such as targets for arrows and practice swords.
The elf-blooded Benedict, full of enthusiasm, watched with satisfaction. However, he began to have a worried expression like a friend with Ruth.
The imagination that his worry might have originated from an incident where he almost kissed Elizabeth’s cheek due to a misunderstanding never occurred to Michael. Instead, he was constantly urging Benedict to resume physical training.
“That’s fortunate. Your unwavering determination to be able to get up right away because you are not weak. That’s excellent.”
“Huh? No… I said that to the spirits.”
Even in Benedict’s confusion, Michael, thinking that he had captured a point, without a blink, grabbed him.
‘He’s incredibly strong!’
It was difficult for Benedict, a fairy-blooded individual, to beat Michael, who was the top in the temple.
Michael’s well-developed muscular arms were more than enough to drag Benedict into the middle of the training ground.
“Spirits! Help me a bit!”
Benedict appealed to the spirits while struggling, but it was of no use.
【Isn’t it fun to watch?】
【Let’s leave him alone.】
【Ben needs to get stronger.】
【Divine power benefits the descendants of the fairy.】
The spirits remained indifferent, and Michael stood in front of Benedict.
“That’s fortunate. I needed a sparring partner, so let’s have a round for close combat training against zombies.”
“I don’t want to.”
“Then let’s go!”
“This crazy holy knight…!”
【He’s really coming!】
Despite the spirits’ warnings, Benedict finally drew a dagger as if surrendering.
Unlike the bow he was familiar with, the dagger had a round and flashy decoration on the green scabbard.
“Don’t act annoying.”
“Do you have the luxury of wasting time on useless thoughts? Spirit Knight, if you’re going to help Duke Kitten and defeat zombies like me, actively step forward.”
Just like when he first arrived here.
Michael took a formal posture.
A cool aura brushed over his sky-blue eyes.
“Last time, thanks to Duke Kitten’s base, I was unharmed. However, how long do you plan to depend on him alone?”
“You…”
“If you escaped with the Duke’s help, make an effort to repay his favor. Good luck can run out. Next time, while you’re off guard, your throat might be ripped out.”
Benedict’s eyebrows twitched at the harsh words.
“…I’m aware of that much.”
“If you know, then act on it. Hesitating will only make you late.”
At that moment, Benedict, ironically, recalled the day with Elizabeth when he almost kissed her.
“I almost kissed her…!”
“If you waste time on useless thoughts, do you have the luxury to do so? Spirit Knight, if you’re going to help Duke Kitten and defeat zombies like me, actively step forward.”
Just like when he first arrived here, Michael took a formal posture.
A real battle disguised as an intense sparring began as the two rushed at each other.
Whether the two fought or not, Ashton, practicing his sword strikes, received a message from the assistant within the territory.
Your Grace, as you instructed, I have negotiated to support Duchess Kitten.
“Well done.”
Energy returned to Ashton’s face.
‘I hope she appreciates it.’
For Elizabeth Kitten, he was willing to support anything, no matter what it was.
Ex-husband Wants Reconciliation
One-line summary: Chasing the wife to the crematorium (making an effort to attract someone who has become indifferent), the female lead doesn’t look back, the second male lead takes the position.
Intro:
To repay the kindness of the older generation, Su Mu crossed into a female-dominated world and became a live-in daughter-in-law of the Yan family, single-handedly saving the Yan family from fire and water.
But her husband, Yan Jiyue, the eldest son of the Yan family, treated her with sarcasm and never showed her a good face.
It wasn’t until after Su Mu’s death that this pampered and arrogant young master shed a few fake tears and pretended to want to die for love.
This life’s kindness was enough. If there was a next life, she would definitely kick Yan Jiyue away.
Who knew that the heavens would be so kind as to allow her to be reborn, returning to the time when she had just married into the Yan family.
Su Mu glanced at the Yan eldest son, who still spoke coldly to her, and threw a divorce letter in front of him.
“Let’s divorce!”
***
Yan Jiyue never imagined that he would be reborn. He happily went to find Su Mu, wanting to make up for the mistakes he had made in his ignorant youth.
Wasn’t the reason the heavens allowed him to be reborn to let him reconcile with Su Mu?
But when he pushed open the door to Su Mu’s room, the person lying on the bed was another man.
Su Mu’s personal attendant, Xie Yi.
Yan Jiyue hated him so much that his teeth itched. In front of Su Mu, Xie Yi was a gentle and considerate whisperer of sweet nothings, but in reality, he was vicious-hearted and deliberately sabotaged their husband and wife relationship.
In the previous life, it was he who secretly hid in Su Mu’s coffin and committed suicide, stealing a step ahead of him to be buried with Su Mu.
Yan Jiyue’s eyes were filled with hatred as he cursed, “What kind of thing are you? Your background is lowly, what right do you have to occupy Su Mu?”
Xie Yi looked at the sleeping Su Mu and no longer pretended to be a whisperer of sweet nothings.
He proudly stuck out his belly, “I have the right because my belly is capable of giving the Wife-master a daughter.”
***
Yan Jiyue was consumed with jealousy. He spread rumors that Xie Yi had once been branded with the mark of a “harlot” on his chest.
But on the night Xie Yi cut off the flesh bearing that mark, Su Mu suddenly realized something was amiss.
“How did you know the exact moment I was poisoned? And why did you show up a month early?”
Xie Yi remained silent, blood from his wound soaking through his robes. His sapphire eyes brimmed with anguish – or was it just a flawless act?
Between a once-arrogant husband now seeking redemption, and a gentle soul willing to die for her – who truly held the darkest secrets? And could it be that Su Mu and Yan Jiyue weren’t the only ones given a second chance at life…?
[Reading Guide]
1. True divorce, chasing the wife to the crematorium, the female lead doesn’t look back, the male lead is Xie Yi.
2. The ex-husband did not cheat, he just realized too late and didn’t realize that he liked the female lead.
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