Benedict had intended to say he wasn’t ignoring them; rather, they were not worth acknowledging in the first place.
But at that moment, the spirits contracted with Benedict swarmed in, buzzing excitedly.
【Don’t do it, Ben!】
【Don’t do it, just don’t.】
【She’s not a bad person.】
【She’s different from the person you knew!】
【Heard it from the administrator.】
【She really came to save you, Ben. It’s true.】
【She’s a good person.】
The spirits were unanimously speaking.
Elizabeth Keaton is not a bad person, they urged. Just listen to her story once.
A spirit is a crystallization of purity created by the primordial nature.
They had neither reason nor need to lie.
What the spirits said could be taken as truth.
Benedict hesitated, knowing this. He didn’t relent in his dislike for Elizabeth Keaton, however.
“…But she’s the one who hurt Siena. It’s hard to believe. Are you saying I should still listen to her?”
【Yes.】
A firm response returned from the spirits.
【The administrator is beside her.】
【If she were a bad person, the administrator wouldn’t be there.】
【She’s different now.】
【She will tell you what you’re curious about, Ben.】
【You have nothing to worry about, Ben.】
‘What’s an administrator?’
Unfamiliar with the term, Benedict nodded for now.
“…Alright.”
He surrendered to the spirits.
Because they, despite him being only half a fairy, contracted with him and always protected him.
The spirits, fluttering in the air like butterflies, showed color returning to their faces.
【Really? Really?】
“Yes. I’ve never regretted following your advice.”
【Great!】
【Ben is so kind.】
Although Benedict would’ve killed Nadia Lutri as soon as his restraints were removed, he showed a gentle smile as if nothing happened.
Because he didn’t want to show his ugly side to the spirits.
‘Being in the same space as Elizabeth Keaton is unpleasant, but…’
Still, he decided to listen to her story, as the spirits suggested.
Hesitantly facing Elizabeth, she grinned and spoke.
“Are you ready to listen to my story now?”
“…Yes.”
His dislike for Elizabeth was obvious. Despite locking eyes for a few seconds, Benedict avoided her gaze.
This was clearly disrespectful.
‘She will surely get angry, her face turning red and blue, right?’
If so, he planned to leave without hearing any explanation.
The spirits wouldn’t nudge him to listen anymore if they saw an angry Elizabeth Keaton.
Just when he was watching her reaction, her elongated hands grabbed his face.
“What, what is it?”
“When talking to someone, it’s basic to maintain eye contact. Haven’t you learned even that?”
There was no pig-squealing noise one might expect from an enraged Elizabeth Keaton.
Elizabeth, speaking in a voice as cold as ice and refined, seemed like a different person.
So, Benedict couldn’t forcefully shake her hand off; he was frozen.
Because the violet eyes now visible to him were shining brighter and were more dazzling than before.
Through the eyes of Benedict, who had a contract with spirits, he saw it.
He saw just how intensely and brilliantly the soul of the woman in front of him was burning.
Overwhelmed by that light, Benedict stammered in response.
“I, I have.”
“Then please listen to what I have to say carefully. In the current situation, there’s no one better informed than me.”
‘…She’s different.’
Peering into the soul beyond the exterior, Benedict understood why the spirits said she had changed.
Her eyes, now gleaming with intelligence, were not the Elizabeth he knew.
Lost in thought, Elizabeth’s words barely registered with Benedict.
Elizabeth, noticing Benedict’s waning concentration, arched an eyebrow.
“……Are you listening, Mr. Benedict Fairman?”
“Ah, yes, yes.”
Realizing his incongruity, Benedict found himself using formal speech, which felt more familiar and comfortable.
Elizabeth started speaking, indifferent to whether Benedict was using formal or informal speech.
“You weren’t paying attention. I’ll explain from the beginning. There are monsters outside… monsters that used to be people. There are many of them. I’ve been calling them zombies.”
“Zombies, you say?”
“Yes. It all started from the wedding ceremony of Prince Louis and Princess Siena at the palace.”
“!”
Mention of Siena froze Benedict in place.
He felt as if the blood in his body had turned ice-cold.
Elizabeth relayed the shocking news without hesitance.
“Your friend, Princess Siena, became the first zombie. She bit Prince Louis, and the ceremony turned into chaos. Someone cast a barrier to prevent escape from the palace, and this is the result.”
“That can’t… be.”
Elizabeth pointed upwards.
“The place you were confined, Count Lutri’s estate, is still safe due to a magical barrier. But outside, an enormous number of zombies are roaming the streets. You won’t be safe.”
‘Siena became a monster called a zombie?’
‘And the capital of the country that Siena loved has turned into a mess because of these zombies?’
My Ex-Girlfriend Is The Regent In The Female-dominant World (Male lead transmigrates to the matriarchal world)
Two years ago, Gu Sui picked up a homeless woman in ancient costume from the street.
Apart from occasionally claiming to be a princess from a female-dominant country due to illness, her figure, appearance, intelligence, and martial arts skills were impeccable.
Naturally evolving from roommates to girlfriends, as time went on, Gu Sui found it increasingly difficult to tolerate her queen syndrome.
“Mu Jiulu, can you stop controlling me inside and out? Let’s break up.”
Gu Sui made a breakup call, and since then, he couldn’t find any trace of her.
A year later, Gu Sui, who was planning to move, woke up the next day and found himself in a different place.
“Young Master, today is the day you choose your Wife-master through martial arts competition at Jade Dew Pavilion. Please get up quickly.”
Gu Sui: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
As the only son of a general’s mansion in a female-dominant dynasty, the young empress personally issued a decree allowing Gu Sui to select his Wife-master through martial arts competition. Whoever could defeat him could marry him.
Gu Sui: “……”
He didn’t inherit the original owner’s martial prowess, so anyone could defeat him! And what the hell is a Wife-master?
Forced to come to Jade Dew Pavilion, the densely packed women below made Gu Sui’s agoraphobia act up, and his face was full of resistance.
Until he saw the Regent sitting on the second floor, with a smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes wicked and nonchalant.
Hmm… she looked a little familiar.
It turned out that the Regent also found him a little familiar.
Mu Jiulu fiddled with her bone clasp, her deep gaze locked on the man who was out of place in this world.
“Finally, I found you.”
Male transmigrates into female-dominant world
One-sentence summary: What goes around comes around, taking turns in the crematorium
