“Books really do make things unnecessarily complicated. There’s no need to explain so elaborately like this; I don’t know why such books are even made.”
Jardin flipped a few more pages before closing the book with a click of his tongue.
“You’ll gain much more from direct experience than reading stuff like this.”
Suddenly, Jardin stood up, prompting Irene to rise as well.
“Ah, you can stay seated.”
Jardin sat her back down and placed his hand on her shoulder.
It was awkward enough just sitting while the crown prince stood; the touch on her shoulder made it even more uncomfortable.
Strength surged into the hands she had neatly placed on her lap.
“Originally, I would puncture your mana core, but you don’t need that since you’re….”
The sentence seemed to cut off. Was it my imagination? Irene lifted her head to look at Jardin.
Their eyes met, and Jardin smiled, lifting the corner of his mouth.
“I know you find me handsome and want to keep looking, but you should focus on the lesson now.”
From the first moment she saw him, she had thought he was a strange man.
The moment Irene lowered her head, she felt a sharp pain near her heart.
“Ah.”
Irene winced, hunching her shoulders.
Jardin returned to his seat and asked,
“Did you feel any pain?”
“Yes.”
“So even without puncturing the mana core, you have mana circulating within you.”
Jardin opened the notebook Irene had brought, and began writing as he explained.
“Although you probably know this from reading the book, each person’s mana has a slightly different attribute. When mana with differing attributes collides, it repels and causes abnormal effects.”
“Ah, so that’s why I felt pain.”
Irene understood immediately, having read similar content in the book.
“If our mana attributes were completely opposite, you might have fainted from the shock. In the worst-case scenario, you could even die.”
Die. The eerie word made Irene shiver slightly.
She hesitantly asked a question that had been on her mind.
“May I ask a question?”
“Go ahead.”
“How did Your Highness know that our mana attributes were not opposite?”
If Jardin hadn’t known, they could have engaged in a risky act that might have killed her.
How did he know? The book said one couldn’t know another’s mana attributes until they clashed, making her even more puzzled.
“……”
Jardin’s lips stiffened for a moment.
He seemed to ponder for a while, then eventually smiled and said,
“I just happened to know.”
Ah, he was avoiding the question.
“Then let’s move on to how to manipulate mana.”
No longer able to inquire further as the topic was abruptly changed, Irene had no questions left to ask.
After finishing the magic class, Zerdin leaned against the hallway wall and heaved a sigh of relief.
“That was a close call.”
It was fortunate that Irene didn’t probe too deeply; otherwise, it would have been a real hassle.
“What are you doing here?”
“……!”
Suddenly hearing an unfamiliar voice from behind, Zerdin was startled and turned around.
“Ah, it’s Dewey.”
He had initially thought it might be Irene or Jessie, or even Carlos. Realizing it wasn’t, he sighed in relief.
Dewey then narrowed his eyes and adjusted his monocle.
“Are you scheming something peculiar again?”
“Scheming again? You’d think I spend all my time on peculiar schemes.”
Dewey smirked.
“You do spend time on peculiar schemes.”
“Of course. Why else would I be standing here?”
As Zerdin shamelessly replied, Dewey clicked his tongue.
“Then stop loitering here and quickly execute your peculiar scheme.”
“Huh. You’re not going to stop me? What if I do something to our master?”
“Pfft.”
Dewey laughed as if he’d heard the most amusing joke in the world.
“If you can, go ahead and try. I can assure you, His Majesty won’t lay a finger on our master.”
Leaving those words behind, Dewey suddenly disappeared.
“Right.”
Left alone, Zerdin mumbled to himself as he stared out the window.
“I wish I could be so sure.”
As winter was fast approaching, the days were getting shorter, and soon enough, a red dusk painted the sky.
Dinner time with Carlos.
“…I’ve learned.”
Irene recounted every single detail of what happened in the class, as he had instructed.
“But how did His Imperial Highness know my mana wasn’t incompatible?”
“Well.”
She tried to subtly bring up the unresolved question, but the answer was not satisfying.
Did he know the reason, or did he not?
Irene wanted to ask more, but unlike with Zerdin, she didn’t have the courage to do so with Carlos and quietly ate her meal.
She wasn’t particularly disheartened, but to Carlos, it appeared that way.
“Should have answered her.”
No, then I’d have to reveal everything eventually.
There would come a time to tell her everything, but not now.
Yes, it wasn’t the time yet.
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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