“Noble sacrifice? Hero? Cast it away! Killing the weakest and most powerless people just to save yourselves and then calling it inevitable? No! You are nothing but selfish murderers!”
“I, I can’t believe it!”
“You will all be punished! If not, I will make it so! Revenge! I will have my revenge!”
The village chief, unable to contain his anger, collapsed, clutching the back of his neck. Vixir Buren was still writhing on the ground, struggling to find his center.
Moreover, the appearance of the villagers, looking up at me with faces that had gone pale…
Good, now I can stretch out and sleep comfortably at night.
Although I wanted to watch more, the yellow light of the light pillar was fading. It was time to leave. Reluctantly, I turned and flew towards the door.
A warm light enveloped me. The bustling noise quickly receded.
And then, darkness.
Hearing was the first sense to awaken.
My ears, slower to respond than usual, barely caught the bubbling sound. From there, my body’s sensations began to revive.
The bitter scent of grass in my nose, the heaviness covering my body, the warmth felt on my skin, and…
“He seems to be awake.”
And, a human’s voice.
‘A person?’
I slowly lifted my eyelids.
The first thing I saw was a beautiful man, as if the god of beauty had meticulously crafted him using only the purest darkness.
‘…Wow.’
Is he even human? Or have I been tossed like cheese into the mouths of monsters and sent straight to heaven?
My heart began to beat rapidly. I felt dazed, as if dreaming.
Suddenly, the man bowed his head towards me. His pale, delicate face came close enough to rub against my nose.
Because of that, his dark blue hair obscured my vision, and I had the illusion that the dark night sky was pouring into my embrace.
The man paused for a moment in that position, then straightened up again.
And before I knew it, he pinched my nose.
“Cough.”
A pathetic noise escaped my mouth.
The man immediately withdrew his hand. Then, a breath that I didn’t even know I was holding burst out all at once, and I belatedly realized that I had been holding my breath.
‘Did, did he help me?’
If so, I’m grateful, but still, to pinch someone’s nose like that is too much. I glared at the man, panting and full of resentment.
Then the man tapped his nose and shrugged.
“Breathe, breathe properly. I saved you, and now you’re thinking of dying for such a trivial reason?”
So he did help me.
But why does he say it like that, as if I might die from not breathing? It’s so pitiful it makes my nose sting.
‘But wait a moment.’
As I glared at him, panting and practicing deep breaths, I suddenly realized.
That deep black ponytail and oceanlike blue eyes. His broad, firm shoulders and a face like a sculpture, along with his naturally grumpy disposition…
Wasn’t he exactly like my favorite character described in ?
‘Ah, Asphayren!’
True to my tenyear experience as a romance fantasy reader, I quickly grasped the situation.
‘Wow!’
My name is Jinnoran. Trait: romance fantasy incarnate.
Across one life, one dimension, one world, I finally met my favorite character.
(This is a time separator.)
“You should be gentler with the patient, my Lord.”
“She wasn’t breathing.”
“You shouldn’t have pinched her nose like that.”
“I didn’t pinch it.”
“But from the patient’s point of view… my Lord? Are you listening to me?”
Beyond the curtain drawn around the bed, Asphayren and a man with long greenish hair were arguing.
The greenishhaired man, who was now attempting to teach Asphayren about patient care, was the very person who had hastily entered the room and separated me and Asphayren earlier.
Although I had not yet been introduced to him, like a true fan of , I knew exactly who he was.
He was probably one of Asphayren’s closest aides in , the royal doctor Lumel. His mysterious green hair and affectionate brown eyes were exactly the same as described in the novel.
I absentmindedly stared at the ceiling, taking the quarrel of the two as background noise. Somehow, I felt lethargic and my body shivered.
“Achoo!”
In the end, I even sneezed. Desperately, I buried my face in the pillow. After sneezing once, I always had a cold.
“Oh! I’m sorry, I left the patient alone.”
Startled by the loud sneeze, Lumel hastily rushed over. A cold hand gently touched my forehead.
“You have a slight cold. Your energy is also greatly depleted. It would be best if you rest for a while.”
“What happened to me?”
Even to me, my voice sounded weak. Lumel answered with a face full of concern.
“You collapsed in Beltrawm, and our Lord Asphayren came to rescue you. It was a snowfield where you were, so you had a slight frostbite and hypothermia at the time of discovery. But fortunately, you’re okay now.”
“Beltrawm?”
“Ah, if you came from Elbas, you wouldn’t know this name. It’s the third world. As they call it Tronos in Elbas, in Elos they call it Beltrawm.”
“Ah.”
Thank you for the easytounderstand and kind explanation.
My Arch-enemy Sealed My Memory and Said That He is My Husband
This is an incredibly captivating story that you absolutely shouldn’t miss! I’ll give a brief introduction here, and below you’ll find a detailed synopsis of the plot.
The female lead is a fierce and powerful demon king. The male lead is a once-in-a-millennium celestial lord, admired by the entire cultivation world.
They are equally matched, legendary rivals who have battled for centuries.
In the final duel, the female lead is gravely injured. The male lead saves her, seals her memories, and hides her true identity. He tells her that he is her fiancé. His entire life has been flawless—except for the one thing he never expected, never controlled, and never wanted to control: falling for his greatest enemy. She is his inner demon, his obsession.
When the female lead regains her memories, she is furious at his deception.
She makes his life a living hell.
And somehow, the male lead—possibly a total masochist—doesn’t mind at all. In fact, he’s happy she’s paying attention to him.
Yep, we’re back to my favorite trope: male lead suffering. If you love this kind of story, jump into the pit with me now!!!
Intro
Dong Xia lost her memory.
Her handsome and extremely powerful fiancé Li Qing comforted her: “It’s okay if you can’t remember. I’ll always be with you.”
Everyone thought Dong Xia’s ancestors must have burned incense to get such a perfect fiancé. He was the number one person in the immortal realm, yet he remained chaste and only loved her.
…
The day before marrying her fiancé, Dong Xia finally remembered everything.
She wasn’t suffering from memory loss at all.
Her arch-enemy had made her fake her death, destroyed her cultivation, replaced her memories, and pretended to be her deeply in love fiancé.
No wonder he said, “It’s okay if you can’t remember”!
Dong Xia laughed coldly as she pulled out her long knife: Li Qing, prepare to die 🙂
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Li Qing, as the supreme being of the immortal realm, was the people’s shining beacon.
The only unknown stain in his life was his affection for Dong Xia, the ruler of the demon realm.
In the final battle of the war between immortals and demons, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. The ruler of the demon realm was finally slain under the sword of the supreme being of the immortal realm, and everyone in the immortal realm applauded.
The cultivation world lost a ruler of the demon realm.
And in the back mountain of Li Qing’s cave dwelling, he secretly hid away a fiancée.
Notes:
1. The female lead is white on the outside, black on the inside, and the queen of flattery; the male lead repeatedly tests the edge of darkness, a VIP guest at the crematorium.
2. Fantasy cultivation world setting.
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