Bercheria had no reason to waste her emotions on such trivial matters.
She had to focus only on regaining her role as the guardian of this land and the goddess of weather.
Lakrahan pulled out one of the reports he had just reviewed.
Stories about the weather in the northern outskirts were densely packed in there.
Since Bercheria’s appearance, the weather in the north had gradually stabilized.
Although there had been a long drought, a few days of rain had restored everyone’s lives to normal.
Except for one place.
Only one village in the farthest part of the north was still suffering from drought.
Lakrahan tapped the part where he had written, ‘Procure the grain of the fortress’, with the tip of his pen.
Whether it was because Bercheria’s power had not fully returned and couldn’t reach there, or there was another reason, it had to be investigated.
Tick.
When the pocket watch pointed to 9 p.m., Lakrahan got up and put on his cloak.
It was time for Bercheria to be waiting for him in the library.
He walked out into the corridor, and from outside, a rumble of thunder was heard.
Lakrahan stopped in his tracks and pulled back the curtain to look outside.
In the pitchblack sky, a flash of lightning burst forth, and for a moment, Bercheria’s face seemed to flash before his eyes.
Although she was the goddess of weather, she did not control all the weather in this land.
She was a deity with the power to adjust the weather when it became harmful or problematic to humans.
Occasionally, nature came as a disaster and took many human lives.
That’s when the goddess of weather sided with humans.
In that sense, thunder and lightning like this could simply be dismissed as insignificant.
But.
‘Why am I so uneasy?’
“Ouch!”
Lakrahan suddenly clutched his arm in pain, feeling as if it were being severed.
The form of divine water wrapping his flesh seemed strangely twisted.
‘I need to see Bercheria.’
Lakrahan quickened his pace more than usual and arrived at the library.
“Bercheria.”
Although the library had been lit all afternoon, there was no sign of anyone there.
He had a bad feeling.
Lakrahan immediately turned and headed to the western castle where Bercheria was staying.
His heart beat anxiously.
Servants passing by greeted him, but he had no time to respond.
As he stepped onto the stairs winding up the wall, a strange leg simultaneously came up from the side.
“Your Grace?”
Walking hurriedly, Loren also spotted Lakrahan and greeted him as if it was unexpected.
“Prince Loren.”
Lakrahan also greeted him lightly and went up the stairs.
As his heart hurried, he moved briskly, and Loren’s silhouette brushed past him.
Lakrahan quickened his pace a little and overtook Loren by one step.
“……Prince Loren? What brings you here?”
“Ah.”
“I came to see a friend.”
“A friend?”
“Yes. My Bercheria.”
Loren met Lakrahan’s eye and grinned as if to show off.
Narrowing his eyes, Lakrahan who had been looking at Loren, lifted his lips awkwardly and smiled, then suddenly walked ahead of Loren again.
Immediately, Loren overtook Lakrahan again.
“Ha.”
Lakrahan stared intently at the back of Loren’s head.
It seemed that this arrogant prince didn’t know that no one in the North could walk ahead of Lakrahan.
And another thing.
Without checking again, weren’t his legs longer than the prince’s?
Striding away, Lakrahan walked ahead so that Loren couldn’t catch up.
When the two of them arrived at Bercheria’s door, going back and forth up the stairs.
Crash and boom!
The sound of thunder, like an angry sky, was heard.
Loren looked at Lakrahan with a surprised face.
“……?”
Lakrahan’s forehead suddenly crumpled.
Loren urgently knocked on Bercheria’s door, and when there was no response, he opened the door right away.
“Bercheria!”
At Loren’s shout, Lakrahan’s face hardened.
He reached out and grabbed Loren’s collar.
His red eyes came up close.
“How did you know?”
The lizard sitting on Loren’s shoulder flicked its tongue, stretching it out.
“Wait a moment!”
Lakrahan was brushed off, and Loren listened to the owl.
Then he said with a pale face.
“Rampage.”
“……?”
“Bercheria’s power is rampaging. Right now.”
Lakrahan, with cold eyes, scanned Loren’s face and then shoved him away, running outside.
[Star Icon]The hill overlooking the North.
The woman was leisurely fanning herself, looking down at Lakrahan’s castle from there.
Dark clouds were gathering and surrounding the castle.
The woman’s red lips curved up as lightning flashed within.
“Yes, well done, Bercheria. Quickly reveal your identity to the humans.”
The naive child still doesn’t know how scary the real world is, dreaming vain dreams.
Someone will love me.
And someone will stay by my side no matter what.
Not knowing that all humans wear masks to live.
And that the end is a despair worse than death.
“My poor and cute prey who thought it could escape my grasp, how pitiful you are.”
Eventually, Bercheria will go round and round, only to return to the same place.
People will hate Bercheria even more, and Bercheria, watching this, will crumble down again.
“Get hurt, and hurt again. Be in pain until you can’t get up again.”
My beloved Bercheria.
Rumble.
The sound of the sky collapsing resonated, and then hailstones the size of fists began to fall.
And in the midst of that, there was Bercheria, consumed by her rampaging power.
Male lead is reincarnated to save his wife
I’ve also read this one twice already. The female lead is kinda soft and gets embarrassed easily—not really my type, but the plot is definitely worth reading. Hurry up and read it, y’all!
Intro
When Shen Yuan encountered Su Jin again in his previous life, she had already become the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. As for him, the former top young master of the capital, he had long since fallen into the abyss, becoming a singer on a pleasure boat.
After a song ended, he was redeemed and sent to the Su Residence.
Su Jin respected and cherished him, gave him a roof over his head, and bestowed him with warmth. Shen Yuan fell deeper and deeper, but before he could express his feelings, Su Jin passed away.
Shen Yuan died to follow her in death, but instead, he returned to when he was fifteen years old.
At that time, he was not yet engaged, and Su Jin was just a poor scholar.
Shen Yuan gritted his teeth, casting aside all his pride, and thought of ways to coax and entice her every day.
The colder and more indifferent Su Jin was towards him, the more proactive Shen Yuan became.
He was not afraid of being mocked by the world, only wanting to marry his Wife-master early, to hold her hand and never let go for a lifetime.
[Note: This story will not specifically point out the male lead’s reincarnation time point; it’s all in the details. Whenever you feel that the male lead is acting strangely, he has most likely been reincarnated.]
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