Even if Your Regret Holds Me Back (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 114
Samte meant “shield” in Rihaltian. Though it was a rather rough name, Samte cherished it—it was given to him by his father.
At the mere age of five, Samte understood how his father must have felt when he brought a child resembling himself into this world.
⌜Filthy foreigner! What makes you think you can just barge in here!⌟
⌜It reeks! How can anyone live alongside something that’s neither man nor beast?⌟
He must have wished for Samte to live strong and unscathed, like a shield that deflects anything thrown at it.
From the moment of his birth, Samte’s life drifted like duckweed—rootless, wandering without rest. Everywhere he stepped was merely a place to survive.
Most often, their temporary shelter was a hidden cave deep in the woods or nestled in a mountainside. They had no home.
Yet even amid this hardship, his father taught him swordsmanship. Though he claimed his own skill was crude, he insisted Samte possessed a talent far greater than anything he himself could hold—and trained him daily.
The moment Samte gripped the hilt of his roughly carved wooden sword, he felt it too: this was the path for him. A daring challenge for a foreigner to even attempt.
Samte’s training, which began with him helplessly taking blows from his father, ended when he turned ten.
His father’s strength could no longer match him. Samte’s new opponents became low-grade beasts—and even those grew easy to handle after another two years.
Everything was progressing smoothly. The world was stirring with change, and soon even foreigners might become knights. Samte wished to be the very first.
But at twelve years old, his resolve shattered.
It was a time of violent upheaval—the princes’ rebellion had thrown the realm into chaos. The long-anticipated laws abolishing discrimination against foreigners and slavery were reduced to ash. Once more, the world turned harsh for outsiders.
Still, Samte had to survive. And his father wished for more than mere survival—he wanted Samte to dream of a future. He hoped Samte’s forged shield would not soften, no matter how violently the world changed.
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Male lead is a Love-Obsessed Merman
When he discovers she has gone, he risks everything to pursue her on land, enduring agonizing pain to transform his tail into human legs…

One-line summary: Male lead chases female lead. The male lead’s love is a bit sick, an invincible love brain.
Synopsis
During a voyage at sea, Jiang Yang accidentally captures a merman.
Servant: I heard that mermen are fierce and brutal.
Jiang Yang looks at the merman obediently rubbing her palm like a puppy: “You call this fierce and brutal?”
Servant: I heard that mermen have no human nature.
Jiang Yang looks at the merman with wet puppy eyes, obsessively calling her ‘A Yang’ like a childish infant: “You call this having no human nature?”
With great difficulty, she releases the merman back into the sea and returns to shore.
Who would have thought that in less than half a month, the merman, who should have been freely wandering in the South China Sea, would shed his scales, endure the pain of losing his tail, transform into human legs, and come ashore to find her?
He kneels at her feet, rubbing her palm, with merman tears rolling down: “A Yang, don’t abandon me.”
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Helena is merciless, completely changed from before. Forward Helena.
Wah! The height of romance! But Helena is not divorced yet, it will become a scandal.
It hurts! Stop pulling her right and left. Aren’t you noble knights.(¤﹏¤)