“Wizard, sir, you don’t need to make excuses.”
“Sir Michael, you should stay quiet.”
“Everyone, please stay quiet for a moment. Even though Lou cast a spell to eliminate our presence, chatting like this is not appropriate. The Pope and the priests who came along are trembling. It might be better to be serious. Will the Pope misunderstand that we’re just on a picnic? We should inform him that we’re not, right, Pope?”
Pfft. Veins throbbed on the Pope’s wrinkled forehead. It was a well-known fact that this was no picnic.
Just hearing the zombies’ growling cries made one feel uneasy. Was there something even more frightening to realize here than the groans of the zombies?
“Heh… hehe… This old man is fine, so don’t worry about Prince Aston and the Duke. Where else would you get a chance to witness the actions of His Excellency, the Prince and the Duke, who is also a saintly prince?”
‘Arrogant bastards!’
Although he cursed inwardly, he couldn’t show a frightened appearance in front of his subordinates, the priests. The Pope, with tears in his eyes, cheered on the group’s advance.
However, despite his deliberately spoken words, they seemed strangely disdainful of the Pope and the priests. Especially, the knight Michael, who previously showed warmth, now looked at them with cold eyes, making it evident that he held contempt for them.
“If it’s too difficult, I will help His Holiness and the priests retreat, even if I have to force it.”
As if reminding them of the time when they fled him in haste.
“Of course, even without my help, His Holiness has a stronger divine power than anyone else. You should be fine, Your Holiness.”
“…Michael. Your words are sharp. Is there still a misunderstanding from the past? It’s regrettable if that’s the case.”
‘What does it matter to me? Are they expecting me to protest?’
The Pope found Michael amusing. While Michael was an excellent knight symbolizing the temple as a high-ranking saint, that was all. There were many loyal knights who could replace him.
Therefore, the Pope had no regrets about abandoning Michael. If he had stayed longer, he would have had to help protect the survivors, as Elizabeth demanded.
Ignoring the fact that he had cowardly run away, the Pope expressed his grievances to Michael.
“Even if I go back to that time, I would still lead the priests as the head of the temple and leave the capital. Wouldn’t you do the same? As His Excellency the Prince said, I had a duty to fulfill and an obligation to protect the priests, who are the servants of God. So, if you resent me for that incident, vent your anger on me alone. What sins do the others have?”
“…”
Michael said nothing. He sent only a faintly contemptuous glance in response to the Pope’s passionate words.
The priests felt the burden of conscience. They covered their faces with their hands, wearing robes to hide their shameful selves. It was even more embarrassing for Michael’s colleagues.
“…Your Holiness, it seems nothing has changed for you. I expected as much.”
When Michael spoke with a mocking expression, the Pope snapped.
“What did you just say?”
“Nothing.”
As he said that, Michael drew the sword at his waist, making the Pope perplexed.
“W-What, what’s going on? Why are you drawing the sword?”
Seeing the distressed Pope, Michael sneered.
“That’s to defeat the zombies, isn’t it? You have to pierce through their heads.”
‘He drew his sword while looking at me!’
He wasn’t looking at the zombies. Michael clearly drew his sword slowly while looking at the Pope.
As if to make the Pope aware that he was something more grotesque than the zombies.
“Focus, Your Holiness. While divine power can paralyze the zombies, to completely defeat them, you need to attack their heads. Divine power is effective against zombies, but it’s only a temporary solution.”
“I know that fact too.”
“…Well, who knows. Weren’t you here to check if, swept by the powerful divine power from the gate, you could kill the zombies as well?”
He felt ashamed. It hit the mark. The Pope had come here partly to confirm that.
If he could wipe out the zombies with divine power, he wouldn’t have to endure the arrogant words of the prince and the duke. It was true that he came here with the expectation that he could fulfill his long-awaited role as a savior and place the people of the empire under his feet.
“How long do you think I’ve been watching over Your Holiness? Don’t you think I know about that much?”
“You’ve been acting presumptuously since earlier…”
“Stop it. I apologize, Your Holiness.”
The Pope, who was about to say something, was cut off by Elizabeth’s words.
She held a pair of pistols holstered and aimed at the zombies.
“It’s disturbing when you aim at the target. Please keep it quiet.”
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?
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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!”
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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…
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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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