Lakrahan dodged Bercheria’s hair fluttering in the air and moved to the side, shouting a question.
“So you must explain what the second method is!”
Her answer came through the wind.
“We’ll climb it.”
“The monstrous divine beast?”
“Yes.”
“Ha! This is madness.”
Lakrahan let out a hollow laugh as if he couldn’t believe it.
“Is it really necessary?”
“Yes.”
Bercheria looked straight at him, as if emphasizing.
“It is a must.”
“…….”
“Don’t be scared and just follow what I say… Ah!”
Bercheria’s body suddenly floated in the air.
Lakrahan was lifting her waist so that her legs didn’t touch the ground.
“Hey!”
Lakrahan’s eyes turned cold.
He started running at a speed that could not be compared to just a moment ago.
Soon, as he approached Muha, he jumped up using the recoil from the ground.
With one hand holding Bercheria and the other reaching out, his movement to grab Muha’s wing was flawless.
“Hu.”
He put down Bercheria’s body, which he had been carrying like a burden, on the fur.
“Now let’s do it. The necessary thing.”
His eyes, seen through his tangled blonde hair, had returned to their usual appearance.
Bercheria muttered while straightening her hair.
“Don’t do this next time. I can handle it myself.”
Lakrahan chuckled, smiling.
“The gratitude is getting a bit tiresome now. Let’s skip it this time.”
“Ha.”
“Now what shall we do?”
With her eyes narrowed, Bercheria, who had been watching him, calmed herself and looked up at the sky.
“I have to use my ability now.”
Kukwagwang! Todok, Todok.
Suddenly, a drop or two of rain began to fall from the sky, then a flash of light sparkled, bursting out from the middle of the clouds.
The change happened so quickly, it was a different dimension from the rain she had been making.
The lightning that was created in an instant pierced the cloud and struck right next to Muha’s feet.
Kiuahat!
Startled, Muha jumped to the side, and again, another bolt struck right beside it.
When it ran to the other side, another one next to it.
Perebong, pang.
Instinctively sensing danger, Muha spread its wings wide and soared into the sky.
The lightning continued to strike down, preventing it from falling from the tower.
Kkiyak!
In just a few flaps of its wings, Muha had soared halfway up the tower.
Atop it, Lakrahan was looking down at the shrinking forest landscape.
“Ah!”
As Bercheria stumbled against the wind’s resistance, he grabbed her shoulder and pulled her close.
“It’s a good thing you’re petite. Otherwise, I would have dropped you by now.”
Bercheria looked at Lakrahan with narrowed eyes, then bent her knee like a graceful lady at a party.
“You’re so grateful that I don’t know what to do with myself, Your Grace.”
At Bercheria’s sly appearance, Lakrahan chuckled.
He too bowed his head like an elegant gentleman.
“I’m honored that you feel my heart so well, Bercheria.”
The two straightened up and turned their heads, laughing quietly.
Bercheria looked at the outer wall of the tower where she had been clinging to for her life just a few days ago.
It felt strange all over again.
When escaping this place, she never imagined that she would regain her strength so quickly.
Even if she were to return, she thought it would be in 10, 20 years.
But since meeting Lakrahan, her thoughts had changed little by little.
In the burning warehouse, the moment their eyes met, Bercheria felt a whirlwind within her body.
An odd feeling, as if the abilities she had lost would come back to her at any moment if she wished.
A sensation she had never felt before.
It wasn’t her doing.
It was this man’s ability.
Lakrahan had something special.
Perhaps he really was a person with the attribute of ice.
Long ago, the awakened ones of Bercheria maintained a close relationship with humans possessing the attribute of ice.
It was because their mana was the only thing that could melt into her body, enhancing the effects of accumulated fatigue and other treatments.
But humans, who had come to know that using the power of mana would consume their lives, no longer endeavored for Bercheria.
“Going up, I’ll surely find out.”
Bercheria slightly pulled at Lakrahan’s sleeve as he looked down.
“We’ll jump into the tower. Just follow behind me, and watch closely. Can you do it?”
Lakrahan shouted, piercing through the tremendous wind resistance.
“No.”
He hugged Bercheria’s waist with his arm and tucked her to his side like a bag.
“Hey! What are you trying to do again?”
“Ah. Haven’t I mentioned that yet?”
“……?”
“I’m not the type to follow someone.”
“Hmph!”
With greater force, Lakrahan held the struggling Bercheria and leapt up with his long legs, kicking the back of a horse.
[Star Icon]There were various rumors about the dark tower where Bercheria was known to live.
Some said it was filled with gold and treasures, others that it was overflowing with filth.
Someone said that there was a vast space inside, larger than the north, where Bercheria enslaved people and lived luxuriously.
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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