As Lacraxan’s face drew closer, Bercheria held her breath.
Lately, his words had the unexpected effect of making her nervous.
Whenever he kissed her, whenever they were together like this, Bercheria felt grateful that the person who first met her outside the tower was Lacraxan.
The more she thought about it, the more Bercheria couldn’t imagine anyone else but Lacraxan. If it weren’t for him, she might not have adapted as stably as she did, nor would she have known what it meant to be cared for.
Even if she had to give up all these things, Bercheria liked Lacraxan. His scent, preferences, and even his eyes.
She was certain that she would never forget his face, the one that had pulled her out and breathed life into her when she became a fireball in the sea.
His voice wasn’t just in her ears; it echoed in her heart.
“Bercheria.”
Lacraxan lowered his head deeply and kissed her lips.
As his still cool lips entered, warmth awaited, embracing him as if it had been waiting.
The temperature spread through her entire body in an instant.
With just this kiss, Lacraxan could be sure of his feelings.
He was in love.
Unknowingly, he had seeped into this woman.
And just as rain wets the ground or snow accumulates in the streets, he naturally realized.
Until the day he died, he could not give up on Bercheria.
Their kiss deepened.
Lying down, supporting Rione’s head with a pillow, Gerard’s eyes flickered, opening.
“Ugh.”
Gasping for breath as if waking up from a nightmare, Gerard breathed heavily.
“Bercheria.”
This was something that could be understood without anyone explaining.
Bercheria’s protection had returned to Ferriat.
“Uwaaa!”
Shouting like a madman, Gerard stood up from his seat.
The only reason he could yell loudly to the people was that there was only one reason.
Gerard was the one who led the lengthy war between the three continents to victory, even without Bercheria’s protection.
The fact that Gerard had won the war caused by Bercheria was a tremendous significance.
The first human emperor to defeat a god.
Gerard no longer had to do anything; he just needed to sit on the imperial throne.
When other countries contacted him for communication or requested exchanges of goods, he would roughly dismiss them, pretend to allow it, and then refuse three out of four times.
Bercheria’s protection was much more amazing than he had imagined.
Receiving her protection, one couldn’t help but notice.
It felt like the energy of a compassionate mother embracing everything, not only himself but the entire world.
Realizing the meaning of those words, it was said that among the three gods, Bercheria was the most formidable.
“Go and call Dylan! Right now!”
Gerard shouted at the knights standing outside the door and paced nervously near the bed.
Now that the protection of the goddess had begun, no one might underestimate him.
What if another country invaded? What if everyone only liked Bercheria?
These days, Gerard was not confident that there would be someone to save him when danger arose, considering the weak discipline of the Imperial Guard Knights.
“Grouvy. Bring Grouvy too!”
Since emerging from the sea, Lacraxan had never let go of Bercheria even once.
It seemed like he knew that she would be in trouble if she walked on her own two feet.
During that time, Bercheria constantly heard Lacraxan’s heartbeat.
Just hearing someone’s heartbeat was already a special experience for Bercheria, and his affectionate touch was downright perplexing.
Lacraxan worried whether she might be uncomfortable with each step, and whether she might be feeling cold.
He checked the temperature of her toes and stopped to observe her face quietly.
Every time their eyes met, Bercheria felt a strange sensation, sometimes tingling and uncomfortable.
In the end, unable to endure that short period, it was Bercheria who avoided eye contact first.
For a child who had grown up receiving only hatred from her mother throughout her life, suddenly accepting only love was not as easy as one might think.
“I feel weird when someone is kind to me. It feels like something is wrong, and deep down, I think they must hate me.”
It couldn’t be helped.
‘People hate you. Everyone despises you. How horrifying it would be when people see you. Bercheria.’
Every day, she heard the same words from her mother, who brought home dry bread.
The words that had come into her ears since an unknown, very young age had penetrated deep into Bercheria’s psyche.
If she hadn’t had the warm energy and positive instincts unique to the weather god, she might have jumped off the tower long ago.
“People, well, everyone has such thoughts to some extent.”
“Really?”
“Yeah. I always apologize to people in my dreams. Those I killed in the war come and blame me. They curse me, saying I’m a lunatic who only knows himself.”
“But that doesn’t make sense. If not for you, those people would have killed you.”
“That doesn’t matter. It’s just about what emotions they have towards me.”
Male lead is a Destined Young Husband (Female-dominant)
One-sentence summary: Wife-master, listen to my explanation!
Li Ruantang, a young lady from a prestigious family, stumbled and fell. When she woke up, she saw a noble and beautiful young man sitting by her bedside, wiping away tears.
The young master had slightly reddened eyes, and his every move exuded charm.
The sight made Li Ruantang’s eyes hot and her heart flutter. After all, she had made a bet with the young master Meng from the neighboring family. If she couldn’t marry a husband before the end of the year, she would have to admit defeat and give up the jade she had worked so hard to obtain.
Outside the window, the flowers were in full bloom.
Rather than losing the bet, the jade, and her face, Li Ruantang calculated that it would be better to seek marriage with the young master in front of her, killing three birds with one stone.
…
Meng Jun never thought that an accident during a spring outing would lead to them rolling down a cliff and into a river, yet still survive.
Now they were trapped in an unknown village, and Meng Jun had overheard that the family who had rescued them had their own intentions.
After all, it was Li Ruantang who had lost her mind and sought marriage first. He was only trying to protect himself!
Glancing at Li Ruantang, who was listing her own merits, the young husband’s voice softened, and he blushed as he lied, “W-wife-master, Wife-master, don’t you remember me?”
The young husband’s voice was clear and handsome, coaxing Li Ruantang’s heart to be soft and sweet, and she spared no effort to protect him.
It wasn’t until they returned to the capital that Li Ruantang suddenly remembered.
When they had fallen off the cliff, in order not to implicate Wei Yunruo, whom he secretly admired, the young husband had instead pulled her, who was slightly farther away, down the cliff with him…
Short summary by Yuushi L: Initially, the male lead (ML) liked another girl, while the female lead (FL) liked the ML. Both fell off a cliff. The FL temporarily lost her memory, and the ML, fearing others might take advantage of him, claimed FL was his wife while they were staying in a village. Later, when they returned home, the FL regained her memories and remembered that the ML liked someone else, so she kept her distance from him. However, during their time living together in the countryside, the ML’s view of the FL had completely changed. From this point, his pursuit of the FL begins.
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