The horse ran away, and it takes half a day to walk. It’s better to walk alone after you’ve fully recovered.”
“…….”
“If you’re sorry, just take out some strength. It’s my first time carrying a woman.”
Lakrahan stretched his long legs and stepped over the fallen groom and snow piles on the floor.
A few more steps later, the strength slightly escaped from Bercheria’s hand, which had been tightly gripping her neck.
A faint smile spread across Lakrahan’s lips, as he put more strength into his arm.
[Star icon]Even though it was a country located within the empire’s fence, Lakrahan was a lord who ruled over tens of thousands of people.
Though it happened due to the special circumstances of the war, there were countless men who served and revered him more than the emperor.
The sight of such a person walking with an unknown woman on his back had momentarily paralyzed Wyatt.
“Your Grace, the Duke!”
He ran towards Lakrahan, making a thumping noise.
“What on earth!”
Wyatt shouted in a grumbling voice and then turned his head, careful not to be heard by Kelita.
“What on earth is happening! Have you forgotten that today is the day the princess is visiting through the portal?”
Lakrahan looked at the knights still in front of the portal with a very tired face.
“Ah. I forgot.”
“What? Forgot? Completely forgot? Does that make sense?”
Due to the constant vigilance and the walk to this place since daybreak, Lakrahan’s state was at the peak of fatigue and irritability.
“Your Grace! Even so, how could you forget when I’ve told you so many times since last night?”
“I don’t have a nagging wife.”
“Are you really doing this?”
Lakrahan stopped and pulled out the shiny badge attached to Wyatt’s uniform and looked at Bercheria’s face behind him.
The woman, who had been acting petulantly when he picked her up, was now fast asleep.
It’s understandable. She was worn out.
She hadn’t slept properly and had been through so much, so it was no wonder she was completely exhausted.
“Wyatt.”
“Why?”
“Carry her.”
“What?”
Lakrahan turned Wyatt half a circle with his foot and gently laid Bercheria down on his back.
“What are you doing……!”
“Quiet. If she wakes up on your back, you’ll be demoted.”
“Yes? Yes? Your Grace! This is an abuse of power?”
Lakrahan smiled, adjusting his clothing.
“Yes, it is. Go and lay her down in the bed immediately.”
Wyatt licked his lips, glanced at Kelita, and headed towards the castle with a sigh.
Bercheria looked unusually small due to Wyatt’s doorsized stature.
He couldn’t take his eyes off her thin ankles, swinging from Wyatt’s waist.
He had pressed them a few times on the way back, but fortunately, the pain seemed to have disappeared.
However, the problem was the tattoo carved on her ankle.
Lakrahan raised his hand and rolled up the sleeve on his left arm.
A tattoo with a pattern exactly like the one on Bercheria’s ankle appeared there.
“Your Grace. Are you okay?”
A knight approached, and Lakrahan hurriedly lowered his sleeve.
“Yes.”
Unintentionally looking up, he saw a woman standing quietly with her hands together near the portal.
Her neatly tied hair, lavishly dressed gown, and dustfree shoes were in complete contrast to Bercheria, whom he had seen just moments before.
“Sigh.”
Lakrahan tied his cloak again and walked towards Kelita.
Despite having a seemingly perfect woman in front of him, his heart kept drifting to the back. Perhaps it was because the night spent with Bercheria had been so harrowing.
Thinking so,
[Star icon]Kurruruk!
A large eagle crossed the sky of the Feriat Royal Palace.
The royal castles, still bearing the scars of war, were yet to be fully rebuilt.
The eagle flying over the bridge connecting the eastern castle and the western castle landed on the arm of the man who had been waiting for it.
The robust man skillfully untied the paper tied to the eagle’s leg and walked eastward.
Where he headed after placing the eagle in a large cage was the central castle where the Emperor’s family resided.
He passed through the doors made for security without hindrance.
Everyone guarding the place saw him, but no one stopped him.
“Lord Liurian.”
Until he reached the bedroom where the Emperor’s consort stayed.
“Yes, bring it.”
Liurian was lying carelessly on the bed.
The man slipped the note taken from the eagle onto her white finger that hung at the corner.
Liurian attempted to read it but then handed it back to the man.
“Are you tired?”
“Yes. Will you read it for me?”
“Yes, I will.”
The man unfolded the paper and read its contents.
“Princess Kelita has arrived in the north, and waited for the Duke until noon at the portal.”
It was not a matter of waiting an hour or two, as Kelita had been promised to arrive in the morning.
“The Duke appeared carrying a woman on his back, and now has entered the castle with Princess Kelita.”
“Yes, interesting.”
Liurian motioned the man to her back.
“If the story’s over, would you like to massage?”
The man placed the paper beside Liurian and began to slowly massage her back.
My Arch-enemy Sealed My Memory and Said That He is My Husband
This is an incredibly captivating story that you absolutely shouldn’t miss! I’ll give a brief introduction here, and below you’ll find a detailed synopsis of the plot.
The female lead is a fierce and powerful demon king. The male lead is a once-in-a-millennium celestial lord, admired by the entire cultivation world.
They are equally matched, legendary rivals who have battled for centuries.
In the final duel, the female lead is gravely injured. The male lead saves her, seals her memories, and hides her true identity. He tells her that he is her fiancé. His entire life has been flawless—except for the one thing he never expected, never controlled, and never wanted to control: falling for his greatest enemy. She is his inner demon, his obsession.
When the female lead regains her memories, she is furious at his deception.
She makes his life a living hell.
And somehow, the male lead—possibly a total masochist—doesn’t mind at all. In fact, he’s happy she’s paying attention to him.
Yep, we’re back to my favorite trope: male lead suffering. If you love this kind of story, jump into the pit with me now!!!
Intro
Dong Xia lost her memory.
Her handsome and extremely powerful fiancé Li Qing comforted her: “It’s okay if you can’t remember. I’ll always be with you.”
Everyone thought Dong Xia’s ancestors must have burned incense to get such a perfect fiancé. He was the number one person in the immortal realm, yet he remained chaste and only loved her.
…
The day before marrying her fiancé, Dong Xia finally remembered everything.
She wasn’t suffering from memory loss at all.
Her arch-enemy had made her fake her death, destroyed her cultivation, replaced her memories, and pretended to be her deeply in love fiancé.
No wonder he said, “It’s okay if you can’t remember”!
Dong Xia laughed coldly as she pulled out her long knife: Li Qing, prepare to die 🙂
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Li Qing, as the supreme being of the immortal realm, was the people’s shining beacon.
The only unknown stain in his life was his affection for Dong Xia, the ruler of the demon realm.
In the final battle of the war between immortals and demons, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. The ruler of the demon realm was finally slain under the sword of the supreme being of the immortal realm, and everyone in the immortal realm applauded.
The cultivation world lost a ruler of the demon realm.
And in the back mountain of Li Qing’s cave dwelling, he secretly hid away a fiancée.
Notes:
1. The female lead is white on the outside, black on the inside, and the queen of flattery; the male lead repeatedly tests the edge of darkness, a VIP guest at the crematorium.
2. Fantasy cultivation world setting.
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