Jerald raised his head to see the terrifyingly pouring rain, but he couldn’t even open his eyes properly.
The pouring rain made his skin feel uncomfortably hot.
The servant standing by rushed to the carriage carrying luggage and hurriedly ran back with an umbrella, which creaked as it was unfolded.
Even so, in the brief moment, Jerald’s head was thoroughly wet, sticking to him like wet seaweed.
As expected, when I wiped away the moisture on my wet hands and raised them to my eyes, Vercheria appeared in the hazy view, standing straight. As she reached out her hand into the void, a golden light burst out, forming a long staff in an instant.
Simultaneously, people watching her were in awe.
Vercheria’s staff.
It was the first expression of admiration for that famous divine item.
“Emperor Gerard. It’s good for you to remember from now on.”
In this rain, the ones not getting wet were only Vercheria, Rakrahan, and Groovy, hiding behind him.
The torrential rain was permeating everyone near the gate.
“I have the power to destroy Feriat, but for now, I don’t plan to do that.”
People were reminded of the fact that if the weather god wished, he could kill everyone. The facts that had been temporarily forgotten because the goddess had been away from humans for a long time.
Among the gods ruling this continent, she was the greatest, Vercheria.
Her golden eyes sharply pierced Gerard.
“Of course, Emperor, under the condition that you dare not challenge me.”
Raindrops fell from Gerard’s head, flowing down his face.
“Emperor Gerard. Are you going to challenge me?”
In an instant, the rain stopped.
Drip, drip.
Only the water droplets falling from a high place proved that it had rained just now.
As Vercheria leaned her head toward Gerard as if urging him, he hastily looked around.
All the people gathered here to bid farewell to the emperor leaving the north were focused on this place.
Those gazes pricked Gerard’s pride.
“W-What nonsense! About the goddess who abandoned this land! Why should I listen to you!”
Gerard’s voice echoed throughout the castle, reverberating.
RoarCrack!
Suddenly, the sky darkened, and lightning struck right in front of Gerard.
“Ugh!”
Unknowingly surprised, Gerard’s buttocks, which had fallen backward, made a splashy sound as they collided with a puddle.
Perplexed, Vercheria took one step forward to Gerard, who had fallen, and approached.
Gerard looked up at Vercheria, who covered his view, and gulped, swallowing his saliva.
“Answer briefly.”
He unknowingly moved his head up and down.
Vercheria turned her head and said to Gerard’s attendants standing beside him.
“Quickly lift Emperor.”
Those standing by rushed forward and lifted Gerard.
As they approached to clean Gerard’s clothes, Rioeney, who was wiping off the dust on Gerard’s clothes, looked at Vercheria with a smirk.
Gruvy, who had been dragged along by the emperor throughout the journey but was not dragged to the emperor here, was now breathing a sigh of relief.
Rioeney’s hands, brushing off the emperor’s clothes, gradually slowed down.
Vercheria, Groovy.
Her gaze towards the two children was complex.
“Alright. Now that the most magnificent goddess has returned.”
At Gerard’s voice, everyone, including Rionne, shifted their gazes. Despite his messy appearance, he shouted with a dignified tone and face.
“Right now, instead of the North, we will leave for the palace together.”
Gerard was smiling, as if he couldn’t just be defeated like this.
“The goddess should receive treatment fitting for a goddess, shouldn’t she?”
Vercheria was trying to keep a composed face, but Gerard could sense it.
That she was flustered.
‘Acting all high and mighty. How ridiculous. If you come with me to the palace, eventually, you’ll become a servant in my treasure vault.’
“How about it? Going to the palace with me.”
Vercheria looked at Gerard intently and replied.
“Yes.”
Then she turned around and disappeared.
Behind her, Gerard smirked, twisting his lips.
Vercheria and Rakrahan exchanged glances, smiling faintly, something only they could understand.
Pitiful Gerard.
Vercheria, who had returned to find what she had lost all this time.
Everything was unfolding according to the will of the weather goddess.
Male lead fell into her trap — and shattered when she walked away
This is also on my reread list!
This one is a slow burn, but when it burns, it burns hard.
Definitely worth a read, y’all!
The story follows a thousand-year-old seductive spirit who, on a bet, sets out to charm the male lead—a once-promising but unfortunate cultivator.
But just when she succeeds in making him fall for her, she heartlessly leaves, driving him to madness.
Determined to find her at all costs, he captures her, keeping her by his side no matter what, even if she hates him.
I love this kind of trope—I enjoy watching the male lead suffer in agony.
The ending drags a bit with unnecessary filler, but that’s fine.
As long as I enjoy the beginning, I’m good.
Intro
As an enchantress, Su Heng possesses captivating eyes and charming beauty, easily manipulating the joys and sorrows of living beings at her fingertips.
But to enchant a god, making him taste the bitterness of love’s separation, long-lasting resentment, unattainable desires, and inability to let go…
Do you dare?
Su Heng assists a divine lord in his cultivation, aiming to make him experience all the sufferings of love, so that he can attain the Great Dao.
Only after being chased down from the heavens by the divine lord, confined and completely possessed by him, does she realize how successful she has been.
The once gentle and polite youth has transformed into someone she no longer recognizes.
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