But the only adult who could help him also bid him farewell. Hayden was forcibly realizing that there were things adults couldn’t do. For a child, there was nothing more than the end of the world if there were things adults couldn’t do.
“What did I say?”
Sophia Claris made Hayden speak to see how much he remembered what she said.
“Survive… survive alone…”
Tears fell from Hayden’s eyes. There was nothing scarier than living alone.
“You have to survive alone. As the Northern Sage.”
“Don’t say…”
Hayden shook his head.
“Right. I hid it, so if you don’t say it, it won’t be revealed. You can handle the rest on your own, Sage. Now, don’t follow and stay hidden.”
However, while watching Sophia Claris move away, listening to the noises approaching from all directions and screams, plugging his ears in confusion, trembling alone, he eventually followed the path where Sophia disappeared.
Drenched in blood and piled with corpses, he ran through the corridor in a state of madness. The once beautiful Shalea Palace was no longer beautiful. It was a gruesome scene of slaughter.
Hayden, plunged into a state of panic, ran away from an unknown terror and, with all his might, rushed toward his protector. There wasn’t much a child under fifteen could do. Inarticulate cries or sobs poured out of his mouth.
Boom!
At that moment, Hayden suddenly collapsed weakly in shock as an impact covered the palace. He barely lifted his head and saw a spectacle unfolding on the palace roof where emerald and white lights collided in a fierce battle. However, no matter how much he looked, the white light was retreating.
“Sophia!”
The child ran with a choked voice. He ran through the palace where he used to play with his cousins, reached the place where the lights collided, and then saw a sight he should not have seen.
“Stop.”
When Roo made a gasping sound, Hayden hastily embraced her.
“Stop looking.”
But he looked. From a distance, he saw Sophia Claris’s white cloak being torn to pieces, and Carlos Arthur Ingram tearing her apart.
It was too gruesome even for a child watching from afar. The shock Hayden felt surged, and Roo held him, making a gasping sound.
“I’m okay. Since I’m okay, breathe, Roo.”
It should have been cut off earlier. Hayden belatedly blamed himself. Roo’s white attire was instantly dyed red. It was swept away by his emotions when he was young.
“It’s okay, Roo. It’s oka…”
Hayden, who was consoling her, ended up in the arms of Roo who embraced him tightly. The difference in their physique was so significant that even though Roo hugged him, she couldn’t fully contain him in her embrace. Nevertheless, she spread her arms wide and embraced him with all her might.
In fact, Roo knew what happened next. Hayden was probably captured by Carlos right there. He would have been captured along with other aristocrats under the age of fifteen, dragged to the Cattart laboratory, thrown onto the battlefield after hundreds of years, and suffered until he met Roo again.
“You’ve lived well.”
A voice that could barely come out stroked him. The boy who used to be scared all the time, who even rushed at the knights with such fierceness in the battlefield, how terrible a time must he have gone through.
“You’ve lived well. That’s why we met again, Roo.”
“Yeah. You did really well.”
Roo, much taller than her, comforted the man who was too overwhelmed to hug him. She knew the clear scars he had shown only to her meant something profound.
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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