Created a Reverse Harem in a Doomed World (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 4
I reached out toward a choice that seemed like two but was, in truth, only one.
At once, the words demanding only ‘YES’ shone brightly.
“Well thought, Elisabeth!”
Zero leapt with joy at my acceptance of the quest. Watching him, I spoke firmly.
“But this time, I’ll move according to my own will.”
To do that, I first desperately needed the help of Duke Keaton, Elisabeth’s father.
Thus, upon returning to the ducal mansion, I immediately ran to Elisabeth’s father—the head of the household and the duke himself.
“Father!”
Duke Henry Keaton looked extremely displeased, having been confined to the house to deal with the trouble I’d caused by playing the villainess, and thus unable to attend the imperial court’s important event—the Crown Prince’s wedding.
“What is it? Look at that state of yours! Are you determined to bring utter disgrace upon our family? Didn’t His Imperial Majesty himself say that if you cause another disturbance, he’d confine both you and me?”
“That’s not what matters! A zombie outbreak—no, a strange plague—has broken out in the palace!”
“What nonsense is this? The palace is one of the most heavily guarded places—how could a plague suddenly…?”
“It’s true! The first victim of this plague was Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess, and anyone infected turns into a monster that bites people.”
Just like a monster.
“What did you say?”
“I saw it clearly with my own eyes! Moreover, a barrier was cast around the palace to prevent anyone from escaping—you can’t get out unless you have the blood of a human who’s turned into a monster.”
“…Is that really true?”
“Yes. It seemed someone deliberately plotted this conspiracy, targeting the day of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince’s wedding.”
At my words, Duke Keaton’s expression turned grim.
As a vassal of the empire, he surely understood just how dangerous this situation was.
The culprit had employed a cruel scheme—on the very day of the Crown Prince’s state wedding, they turned the Crown Princess into a zombie and even sealed off the imperial palace.
This was outright treason.
I took a deep diaphragmatic breath and shouted resolutely to the duke.
“We must contact the Mage Tower immediately and break the barrier placed over the palace!”
Loyalty to the imperial family? Not at all—it was simply because I wanted to go home.
Though I spoke earnestly, driven by my desperate desire to return home quickly, Duke Keaton’s reaction was utterly indifferent.
“How can I possibly believe that? Do you even understand the immense burden it would place on me to march troops toward the palace? One misstep, and it’s treason.”
Yes, sir. Of course you’d think your daughter—who’s infamous for being love-struck—has gone mad, suddenly claiming a plague has broken out in the palace.
But this is a genuine emergency!
‘If I’d known this would happen, I should’ve brought some proof of the zombies when I fled.’
But honestly, in the heat of trying to survive, who had the presence of mind to grab evidence?
Unaware of my inner turmoil, Duke Keaton remained cold.
“This isn’t because today is the wedding day of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, whom you’ve been infatuated with, is it?”
Damn it.
There really is a moment when playing the lovesick, deranged original villainess too well makes you want to snap.
‘Why does everything I do have to be blamed on that man!’
The Crown Prince? He’s not my type at all. He’s the picture-perfect classic prince—blond hair and blue eyes, the whole package.
I prefer black hair and red eyes. If I had to choose, I’d say the cool, solitary style of the Northern Duke is absolutely ideal. Thus, the Crown Prince is completely off my taste.
‘Come to think of it, didn’t “Ssi.Kkot.Girl” also have a Northern Duke character?’
He was the Crown Prince’s younger brother—the Second Prince—and though barely mentioned in the story, he was described as exactly my type of handsome man.
‘If you’re going to chase someone, chase a man like that!’
The Crown Prince? That would be an insult to my taste.
‘Zero, I don’t need to act as Elisabeth Keaton anymore, right?’
“Huh? Uh… Well, yeah? Since the original story has been completely destroyed.”
Good.
‘Anyway, with this zombie crisis already happening, there’s no need to keep playing the original villainess.’
I’ll just be honest.
I cast aside the mask of the vain, noble-born daughter I’d worn before the duke and spoke firmly.
“It’s absolutely, positively not because of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.”
After all, that man was engaged to Elisabeth yet switched his affections to the female lead.
So what if he’s handsome? A jerk is still a jerk. Even if he’s the male protagonist of a novel, that doesn’t change a thing.
“I understand you don’t believe me, Father. But a truly unprecedented emergency has occurred. We must act swiftly to protect the imperial palace.”
At that moment, I felt genuinely sorry for Elisabeth Keaton. I knew she was already in her father’s bad graces, but I hadn’t expected him to refuse to listen at all.
“So?”
“Just pretend to believe me once, and bring mages from the Mage Tower to break the barrier over the imperial capital.”
Without hesitation, I removed the brooch—the symbol proving I belonged to House Keaton—from my lapel and handed it to the duke.
“I’ll stake this. Will you believe me now?”
Without this brooch, Elisabeth Keaton was nothing. Losing this definitive proof of identity as a member of the ducal house was practically the same as being exiled from the family.
‘With this, the duke should acknowledge it.’
Just as I expected, Duke Keaton’s eyes widened slightly in surprise.
“…Are you serious?”
Of course I am, sir. I need to suppress this damn zombie crisis as soon as possible so I can go home.
“It’s an urgent situation.”
“…Very well. I’ll contact the Mage Tower right away.”
“Thank you.”
“But if your words prove false, you must be prepared to be cast out of the family for good.”
“Understood.”
For now, relieved that the immediate crisis was averted, I felt a great weight lift off my shoulders.
‘Sorry, but that threat doesn’t scare me at all.’
In this world, I was a complete outsider. Duke Keaton wasn’t my real father, so his words couldn’t hurt me.
I just wanted to go home.
“We must hurry—before the plague that turns humans into monsters transforms everyone left inside the palace into monsters.”
Up until that moment, I still believed the outbreak could be contained early.
Unaware of just how grave a delusion that was.
“We heard you summoned us, Duke Keaton.”
“Welcome, mages of the Mage Tower.”
Thanks to House Keaton’s influence and wealth, mages from the Mage Tower arrived in the imperial capital within a day. Leading the mages clad in white and blue robes, Duke Keaton headed toward the imperial palace with me.
The palace gates, usually bustling with nobles, were eerily silent, devoid of any sign of life. Even the guards who should have been stationed at the gate were gone, leaving only a chilling aura lingering in the air.
“You requested that we break the protective barrier surrounding the palace?”
The apparent leader among the mages asked the duke as he reached toward the gate, revealing an opaque, dome-shaped barrier encasing the palace. Intricate golden magical runes densely covered its surface.
“Yes. According to my daughter Elisabeth, a major problem has arisen within the palace, and when she tried to flee, the protective barrier instead acted as a wall trapping those attempting to escape.”
‘He’s speaking vaguely.’
The duke wanted to conceal this unprecedented crisis—the plague turning people into monsters within the palace. I understood; it wouldn’t do for the nation’s flaws to become public knowledge.
‘In the novel, the Mage Tower was described as a neutral, extraterritorial zone, yet also a group that could turn into enemies at any moment depending on the situation.’
Thus, the duke’s caution was reasonable. Still, anxiety crept over me—was it really safe to hide the existence of the zombies?
‘Will it be alright?’
No, I’ll trust the mages. They’ll handle it.
Still, just in case, I made a request to the mages.
“Once you break that barrier, the source of the problem will burst out from the palace. Please assist House Keaton’s private soldiers in dealing with ‘them.’”
One mage tilted his head curiously at my unusually tense expression.
“What exactly is going to come out? The palace looks perfectly quiet from the outside…”
“You’ll see.”
Here, I alone was gripped by tension.
It had already been a full day since the female lead—the Crown Princess—turned into a zombie. Not a single person besides me had escaped the palace.
Moreover, the silence was so profound—like standing in the eye of a storm—that it felt even more terrifying. The fear born of the unknown gripped me.
“One thing you must remember: if even you mages can’t handle ‘them,’ flee without hesitation.”
“Oh, come on! What do you take mages for?”
Yes, there really is such a thing… And please stop saying things that keep raising your death flags.
“If you can’t resolve it, we’ll all have to run straight to the temple. Understood?”
Our only fallback plan in case of failure was to flee to the temple, which produced holy water.
Since this world had undead monsters, zombies might be similar. Thus, I reasoned that holy water might work against zombies just as it did against the undead.
But my words only made the mages look even more incredulous.
“Ha! We’ll use this chance to show you that mages are far more powerful than those priestly rabble.”
I’d be grateful if you did. I trust you, mages.
The mages immediately seized the barrier encircling the palace and poured mana onto it.
“Shatter.”
Crack. Crack crack. Over ten high-ranking mages chanted spells while channeling mana, causing dozens of fissures to spread across the barrier. The hairline cracks grew into massive fractures, soon spreading across the entire barrier.
Crash!
Like a boiled egg being cracked open, the barrier finally shattered. Perhaps because it was the imperial palace’s barrier, the mages collapsed to the ground, utterly drained.
“Incredible…”
At that moment, Duke Keaton gasped in horror at the sight of the palace revealed within the broken barrier.
When the male lead is punished by carrying the female lead’s child and having periods like a woman
“I’ve given birth to two children for you, yet you still think about him.
Was I nothing but his substitute to you from beginning to end?”
Synopsis:
Meng Huan, a scumbag who has dated countless girlfriends, transmigrates to a female-dominated country.
Day 1: Whether it’s female dominance or not doesn’t matter. The beauties here are passionate and amorous. Isn’t it easier to date them than in modern times?
Day 2: After a night, Meng Huan discovers the differences in the female-dominated world. Men here actually have chastity locks and menstrual cycles. This hinders his ability to perform, damn it!
Day 3: What’s wrong with sleeping around? I don’t want you to marry me. I’m meant to be a playboy. I don’t care about male virtues… What? You want to drown me in a pig cage? Marry, I’ll marry!
Day N: Meng Huan inexplicably vomits and receives the shocking news of his life… He’s pregnant.
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He’s thinking it’s just a spell🤣🤣
He’s thinking it’s just a spell🤣🤣
Looks like someone is in love😏😏