Dylan and Groovy stood in front of Gerard.
“What have you been doing so far? If you had found it a little faster, the protection wouldn’t have come back like this! Do you want to die?”
Just a few hours ago, he had shouted to find Bercheria, and now his eyes were stinging again, filled with anger. Gerard seemed to need someone to vent his frustration on.
“What are we going to do now? What are we going to do!”
If he were in another country after leaving the palace, he should have acted more maturely, but Gerard seemed to be becoming more and more like an unruly colt.
“I have a solution.”
At Groovy’s unexpected words, Gerard raised his eyebrows in disbelief.
“What?”
The expression on Groovy’s face, looking up, was slightly different from before.
“You have a solution?”
“Yes.”
Although he was trying to be confident, Groovy’s gaze still avoided Gerard a little, as if he couldn’t discard the habit of his life.
“What kind of solution is it?”
Groovy bit his lips.
After Gerard mentioned putting him back in the underground prison yesterday, he didn’t take a single second of rest and pondered how he could avoid going back to the underground prison.
After intense deliberation, he reached a conclusion.
“I learned about how to handle animals from a wizard in prison.”
He couldn’t control all animals, but if he set his mind to it, he could easily control dozens of them.
Groovy had a larger amount of mana than others.
“If Bercheria looks exactly like me, she must have her own scent.”
No one had ever told Groovy that someone looked like Bercheria. It was just important that he could find her.
Dylan and Gerard looked at Groovy simultaneously as he lifted a magnificent gold coin.
“I will release the hounds. Those beasts will surely find Bercheria.”
…!
Behind them, who were discussing, Lione, who was still lying on the bed, chuckled and smiled.
The day before.
Groovy, who was on his way back from a meal, was called to his room instead of his original plan to take a walk.
Groovy, who was tapping his foot and looking at the woman sitting in front of him, was stared at by her.
He didn’t know why this woman from the imperial court was so interested in him from the moment they left the palace.
Not only staring intensely, but now she came and called him to talk in her room.
“Why are you doing this?”
She, who had been staring fixedly, looked away and extended a plate of cookies in front of him.
“Eat.”
“What?”
Lione, with cookies dotted with chocolate and blueberries, gestured slightly with her eyes.
“You probably haven’t eaten something like this before. Eat it.”
The imperial court was beautiful, but she had something sharp in her face, making it more difficult to deal with her than Emperor Gerard.
I felt that if I said something wrong, I might end up regretting it for catching unnecessary criticism.
“Well, I’ll eat it.”
“Oh.”
Lione, swaying her crossed legs, was absentmindedly looking out the window.
The cookies were surprisingly delicious, but in reality, it was hard to tell if they went into the nose or the mouth.
After finishing three cookies, Groovy drank a cup of milk last and finally prepared to listen to the story.
“Hmm.”
Wiping his hands covered with cookie crumbs on his pants, gathering his knees, he made a serious expression.
“Now that you’ve said what you wanted to say, please.”
“Sure.”
Suddenly standing up, Lione messed up Groovy’s hair, then lifted the inner roots and sniffed the smell.
“What are you doing!”
Surprised Groovy jumped and ran to the wall, she clenched her fists and leaned back on the chair.
“Do you know about people with blond hair and gold coins like you? Not just similar. Blond, gold coins like you and Bercheria, perfect.”
“…No.”
“Yeah. There aren’t many who know. The nobles erased all traces of your race because they were jealous.”
Groovy couldn’t understand what Lione was talking about.
“I’m one of the few races that existed from the beginning. In the past, people used to call those with blond hair and gold coins like you blessed genes.”
“How do you know all that?”
“Oh, well. I heard it from someone I knew before.”
“…Oh.”
“Bercheria keeps looking for blond awakeners every time for a similar reason. Their genes are the most excellent. They have the best beauty a woman can have in this vast universe.”
“Ah.”
“Anyway, I know a way for you not to go to the underground prison.”
Groovy pushed the chair a little further back, wary of Lione.
“Why? Why are you trying to help me?”
“Why can’t I help you?”
“Yes, because you’re a bad person.”
Usually, when people say this, they either laugh it off or change the subject.
But Lione suddenly made a sad expression, then looked at the empty air.
“Yeah, you can think whatever you want. If you go back to the underground prison, you won’t be able to come out anymore. Are you prepared for that?”
Groovy trembled at the thought of the underground prison.
Rather than going back there, it was better to die.
He didn’t even want to die there.
My Ex-Girlfriend Is The Regent In The Female-dominant World (Male lead transmigrates to the matriarchal world)
Two years ago, Gu Sui picked up a homeless woman in ancient costume from the street.
Apart from occasionally claiming to be a princess from a female-dominant country due to illness, her figure, appearance, intelligence, and martial arts skills were impeccable.
Naturally evolving from roommates to girlfriends, as time went on, Gu Sui found it increasingly difficult to tolerate her queen syndrome.
“Mu Jiulu, can you stop controlling me inside and out? Let’s break up.”
Gu Sui made a breakup call, and since then, he couldn’t find any trace of her.
A year later, Gu Sui, who was planning to move, woke up the next day and found himself in a different place.
“Young Master, today is the day you choose your Wife-master through martial arts competition at Jade Dew Pavilion. Please get up quickly.”
Gu Sui: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
As the only son of a general’s mansion in a female-dominant dynasty, the young empress personally issued a decree allowing Gu Sui to select his Wife-master through martial arts competition. Whoever could defeat him could marry him.
Gu Sui: “……”
He didn’t inherit the original owner’s martial prowess, so anyone could defeat him! And what the hell is a Wife-master?
Forced to come to Jade Dew Pavilion, the densely packed women below made Gu Sui’s agoraphobia act up, and his face was full of resistance.
Until he saw the Regent sitting on the second floor, with a smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes wicked and nonchalant.
Hmm… she looked a little familiar.
It turned out that the Regent also found him a little familiar.
Mu Jiulu fiddled with her bone clasp, her deep gaze locked on the man who was out of place in this world.
“Finally, I found you.”
Male transmigrates into female-dominant world
One-sentence summary: What goes around comes around, taking turns in the crematorium
