The notoriety of Lady Elizabeth Keaton was so widespread that even the Duke of Whitewood, who had no interest in high society, remembered her name.
“Is it really okay to follow her?”
“I had my differences with her because of Siena, but now’s not the time for that. Above all, I trust my friend Sherry’s judgment. She’s not a fool, so I’m willing to give the Duke Elizabeth Keaton, who is coming as reinforcements, a chance.”
“But why is she a duke, not a duchess?”
“Hmm, according to Sherry, the former duke has already died due to the monsters outside. The source of the information is Duke Keaton, so it’s reliable.”
“Hmm…”
Still skeptical of the incoming Duke Keaton as reinforcements, Jacqueline pushed the Duke’s back and led him to the room he was staying in.
“Enough, Your Grace. Start packing your things. You never intended to stay trapped here forever.”
“I heard we only have a week’s worth of food.”
“Listen carefully. Enough, I’ll also prepare to leave soon. They’ll arrive in about 20 minutes.”
“Fine.”
Duke Whitewood, whose real name was Ashton Cliter, looked at the magical barrier with weary eyes as he thought about his conversation with Jacqueline.
“They’re here.”
Words appeared over the magical barrier, written in silvery magic.
We’re here!
Open the door, please!
Carrying his packed belongings, Duke Ashton Cliter left his room.
It was time to escape.
A few minutes after Rus wrote on the magical barrier, the main entrance of the Celeste mansion opened.
“So the one manipulating the barrier added a variable to make it partially visible from the outside, huh?”
As soon as Zero finished speaking, Rus recorded this phenomenon in the notebook she always carried.
“Your skills are impressive. I’ve heard rumors that the young lady of the Celeste mansion has quite the talent in magic… You could have easily gotten into the tower. It’s a shame you chose the Tricolor Academy.”
Just like the original protagonist’s friend should be!
‘That person is now my ally!’
Waiting with a pounding heart, people carrying their luggage appeared.
At the front was a woman with black hair and golden eyes, wearing glasses that gave her an intelligent look. She wore modest clothing and had her hair tightly tied, but her aura was different.
“Jackie!”
“Sherry.”
It was Jacqueline Celeste.
‘Huh? How can we hear Jacqueline’s voice from outside the magical barrier?’
It should be silent.
Just as we were doubting the barrier’s function, Zero pointed his wand at himself and smirked.
“It’s me, me! The barrier’s set not to let voices through, but since it’s me, it’s possible!”
‘Oh, that’s impressive!’
With an automatic compliment, we watched the meeting between the two young ladies.
Sherry waved her hands in joy.
Jacqueline broke into a smile upon seeing Sherry.
“How did you get up there?”
“I climbed to avoid colliding with zombies. Even if I erased my presence and scent, a collision would lead to total chaos.”
“Ah, is that so?”
We were sitting atop the mansion’s wall.
Before Jacqueline came out, we had just arrived in front of the Celeste mansion.
Although Rus had cast an invisibility spell, there were too many zombies patrolling the area in front of the mansion’s main entrance.
“Groooaaar…”
“Aaaah…”
“Grrrrr…”
‘Ew, please don’t come this way!’
If the zombies discovered us, it would be the end. So, as a last resort, we sat down on top of the wall.
The mansion’s wall was quite high, but we had Rus, our all-purpose mage.
“Wind, lift us up.”
Hail the magic spell. Hail Rus.
“Being a mage is tough.”
“It’s better than being alone, though.”
Rus pointed at Benedict with a grin.
“Thanks, Ben.”
“…It’s thanks to the spirits.”
Benedict too could use something similar to flight magic.
“Wind, lift us high.”
Having a contract with the wind spirit, Benedict easily lifted the group up over the fence with the power of spirits.
‘It feels like we’ve become thieves.’
‘Where would you find thieves sitting on a fence, waiting for the homeowner?’
‘Exactly what I meant!’
While chatting with Zero, Jacqueline seemed frustrated and finally pointed above the magic barrier.
Rus saw her lip movements and said,
“Like we tried at Duke Daymon’s, I’ll briefly open a hole at the top, so come this way.”
“Will you be okay, Rus? You’re not lacking in magical power?”
In response to my question, Rus confidently looked at the people rushing out into Duke Hu’s lawn and declared,
“There are a total of 49 survivors in Duke Celeste’s. That’s within the range of people I can handle, so this much additional magical power consumption is fine.”
“Then… please.”
“If anything, share this responsibility with Ben as well.”
Ah. Since Benedict can also do something similar to flight magic, it feels less burdensome.
I relaxed and smiled at that answer.
“Oh, you’re capable of both spirit magic and delicate control? In that case, I’ll also entrust this to you, Benedict.”
Surrounded by spirits glowing in a mysterious and enigmatic light, Benedict sat expressionless.
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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