“Thank you, Miss Barkova. You did well.”
“It’s just the job I was given.”
“Still, a job well done is a job well done.”
Lady Godio said curtly. Eliza Barkova lowered her voice.
“Status?”
“I’ve already arranged it. I’ve prepared settlement funds along with compensation for this job. Don’t worry; I’ve found a decent place to live with the child.”
You should be thankful in times like these. Eliza nodded her head.
“…I owe you a great deal.”
“Don’t mention it. Since the child is almost recovered, it’s a good idea to go and see. Come this way.”
Quietly, a silent path emerged as if cut through the air. Unlike the noisy Hermoa Coast, it was a quiet road full of white buildings, there was Chalerada.
“Let’s go.”
The carriage entered the newly opened space together. Lady Godio, upon arriving in Chalerada, sent Eliza ahead and walked briskly.
“What, what is this, Lady Godio?”
“Ah, only now realizing it? These noble men of that age group are all so
Ah, Ophelia smiled. In her ears, the voices of Imperial Knights fighting against Dragonlords on the distant eastern coast can be heard.
Fierce flames danced, and an emerald-colored curse, blocking and threatening the neck of the Dragonlord, was also evident.
“Support Her Majesty!”
Melphius, felt from a distance, seemed somewhat overwhelmed against Carlos and the Imperial Knights.
Hayden, to provide the most appropriate support to the pillar supporting the Perseta Empire, was moving quickly.
The bright emerald hue, which would turn into a deep blue when intensified, was entwined with the young sage’s power, poured by Hayden, and moved forward vigorously.
The last link, squeezing Ophelia’s breath, was the final of the three curses, tightly constricting her, and, on top of that, squeezing her vulnerable heart located in the crucial area.
Caution and speed were needed.
“Don’t try to do it yourself. Ophelia will do it.”
Of course, the only person the arrogant Emperor politely addresses is one. Though it felt a bit awkward for Ophelia to hear, Lu nodded vigorously, considering it natural for him to be polite.
“We didn’t use much power of the Southern Sage here.”
Indeed. Rather than mocking Ophelia, Carlos tightly bound her with the power of the Western Sage after completely taking away the first two curses. He behaved arrogantly.
“Instead, Lu has to draw the power of the Caletta Emperor.”
“Yeah, ah, right. I’ll give it to Ophelia.”
“Understood?”
“Yeah, got it. I can feel it.”
“What about Ophelia?”
“Let’s start.”
She began to unravel the irritating curse without waiting any longer.
There was no time, but she felt more resigned than impatient. It
The young sage was pushing her with all her might. No, instead of cooing and cuddling, she wasn’t coaxing her but rather urging her to run quickly. And then, she poured out a tremendous force.
‘Her Majesty’s power has no time to dry up.’
As if a giant and fierce current, along with the pouring force, the young sage, not hesitating, even showed her the direction, hastening her.
It’s not a cautious and slow unraveling. She just keeps running until she breaks, tears, and burns the curse, gaining complete freedom.
Ophelia somehow enjoyed it. When she smashed the curse, it didn’t hurt at all, and she even felt a sense of pleasure.
Skipping over the curse until she reaches Carlos, she finally pierced his damn throat.
Gathering the wisdom accumulated for centuries until she hung lifelessly, Ophelia gathered all the stolen power.
In an instant, with a crisp sound, the curse that had become as brittle as glass was nothing more than prey.
“It’s different than I thought.”
Ophelia looked down at the broken curse with a disappointed smile. Her belt, which not only emitted a dazzling iridescent light but even floated on its own, made a noisy sound.
“I thought it would be refreshing.”
“Are you disappointed?”
Hayden chuckled.
“Of course not, Your Majesty.”
Ophelia’s clear eyes were filled with something close to madness for a long time.
“It’s disappointing to break so easily.”
With a crack, the curse broke. Lu, thrilled, grabbed Hayden with one arm and raised the other arm triumphantly.
She did it! She peered into Carlos’s consciousness and made this possible!
“It’s really annoying.”
Before the curse fragments, thump, hit the ground and disappeared, Ophelia’s foot stepped on them slowly and deliberately.
After Being Cheated On, She Picked Up a Treasure (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: The husband I married on a whim had been secretly in love with me for a long time.
On the day when Jun Shao finally obtained the imperial decree for her marriage, Lan Qu, the person she had admired for six years, defied the decree and ran away.
Her gentleness and devotion, her promise of a lifetime together, were all disregarded by him. Instead, he dreamed of entering the palace to serve the Emperor’s sister as a sixth-rank attendant.
News of this incident spread throughout the capital, and the alleys in front of and behind the Lan mansion were crowded with people who came to watch the commotion.
Jun Shao should have been embarrassed and angry.
But someone stepped in to protect her dignity.
The figure was in a miserable state, yet still possessed an undeniable elegance and handsomeness.
The young lord struggled to climb the wall of the Lan mansion and shouted to her, “If he won’t marry you, I will!”
So, Jun Shao took advantage of the situation and married the person.
She thought the young lord did it to save the Lan family from the crime of defying the imperial decree, but never imagined that from beginning to end, what he coveted was her.
*
After the wedding, Jun Shao felt like she was living in a dream.
Her Wife-master was as beautiful as a fairy in a painting, skilled in the six arts, well-versed in poetry and literature, capable of being gentle and attentive, and also grand and dignified. Most importantly, she was the only one in his heart and eyes.
Jun Shao didn’t know how Lan Shiwu, as a illegitimate son without a father and blessed with beauty, had managed to preserve his purity, recklessly escape, and use his last ounce of strength to ruin his own reputation, all because of his love for her, just to stand before her.
She could only see him gazing at her with eyes full of love, and when she bestowed a name upon him, his eyes shone like stars.
“You have come to me like a weary bird perching on a branch. I shall call you A Qi.”
