Wyatt was trying hard to endure the feeling that his insides were burning. Until now, he had thought that he lived solely to protect Lacran. But in the end, he had put him in danger at the most crucial moment, doing something he didn’t need to do.
“I’m going crazy.”
As he was being dragged to the underground prison, the sight of Vercheria blocking his way continued to haunt him.
“Annoying.”
Even though Wyatt had messed up everything, Lacran didn’t show anger. He just suggested that it would be better if Wyatt didn’t come out of the room.
“Aargh!”
Wyatt, frustrated, wanted to run out at this very moment, but he had to endure it because of the promise he made with Lacran.
He had decided not to move from this place until things calmed down a bit, so he had to keep this promise at least.
“Ugh, I don’t know.”
Wyatt rushed to the bed and lay down.
As he lay there, staring at the patterns on the ceiling, the loud noises of people outside suddenly reached him.
“What’s happening?”
Getting up from his seat, Wyatt rushed to the window, leaning out.
There, he saw an enormous condor, thrashing about. Guards surrounded the massive bird, trying to capture it with various weapons.
As if spellbound, Wyatt stared at the scene and noticed Lacran and Vercheria sitting under the tall grass.
The two were barely hidden behind the bushes, watching the scene of the condor being hunted.
“…Isn’t it a bit dangerous?”
For some reason, it could be speculated that the condor was a divine being Lacran had talked about.
“Huh?”
As Wyatt leaned down to look below, a guard who heard something began to walk towards the two.
“No!”
Driven by a sense of duty to protect Lacran, Wyatt forcefully pushed the door and went outside.
Lacran had said not to leave the room, but now it was a special case, wasn’t it?
“Just because the Grand Duke got involved in something weird.”
But what Wyatt encountered where he rushed with furrowed eyebrows was neither Lacran nor Vercheria.
“Who are you?”
A man with blue hair and a large build. It was a face he had never seen before.
The man with blue hair looked at Wyatt with slow eyes, his tilted eyebrows squeezing together as he spoke.
“It’s you.”
Wyatt’s insect-like eyebrows twitched.
“What are you talking about? Do I know you?”
Shaking his head, Wyatt glared at the man with blue hair, but suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind, making him shiver.
“Could it be… Velloprophy?”
Blond Vercheria, blue-haired Velloprophy, and the beast-like appearance of Dickfer. These were the characteristics that called upon the three gods guarding the continent.
Wyatt had never heard of another human with blue hair and blue eyes except for Velloprophy, who had protected Dernsices until now.
“That’s right.”
A round sphere, condensed as if gathering seawater, descended towards Wyatt.
“I am Velloprophy, the god of the sea.”
Wyatt’s mouth hung open.
“Why on earth is the god of the sea in this imperial palace… huh?”
Then, Wyatt raised his eyebrows and asked again.
“By any chance, did you come because of Vercheria?”
Silent, the sound of Muha being dragged far behind Velloprophy could be heard.
While Wyatt turned his head to look at that place, he observed Velloprophy’s profile.
Though Wyatt, who had never been overpowered by stature elsewhere, Velloprophy had an overwhelming body.
He had seen a picture of Velloprophy drawn by Lacran in his study hundreds of years ago.
Velloprophy, holding a giant trident as large as his body, subduing the sea with a muscular figure—seeing that, even as a fellow man, Wyatt couldn’t help but be impressed.
“Amazing.”
Muttering to himself, Wyatt tucked his neck like a turtle when his eyes met with Velloprophy.
“Do you believe that I’m a god?”
When Velloprophy spoke, Wyatt nodded his head off.
He looked quite innocent.
After taking a breath for a moment, Velloprophy continued.
“Okay. Let’s get straight to the point. I came here to tell you why Vercheria approached Lacran.”
Raising his insect-like eyebrows, Wyatt asked.
“What?”
Velloprophy’s lips twisted and curled up.
“Do you think there’s such a thing as coincidence in the world?”
“…What?”
“It continues as coincidence, turns into love, and withstands any trials and hardships without changing?”
“…Um, is that…”
“Do you think such a thing is possible?”
“Yeah, um.”
Wyatt continued to blink his small eyes.
Seeing Wyatt like that, Velloprophy continued talking without hesitation.
“In the world, there’s no such emotion, Wyatt. If someone obsesses over someone else, there’s only one reason.”
“What is that?”
“Greed, revenge, anger, jealousy.”
“Ah!”
The moment he heard those words, Wyatt finally felt his emotions settling.
In fact, looking back, Lacran had started neglecting the people after Vercheria appeared.
“Yeah, everything started going wrong from that time.”
Velloprophy waited for a while as Wyatt mumbled to himself.
Then, Velloprophy extended a red wine bottle towards Wyatt.
“If you feed this to Lacran, everything will be revealed right before your eyes.”
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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