On the west outskirts of Lakrahan’s castle flowed a rather deep and wide river, which had been reduced to a small stream due to a continuous drought.
But recently, the river’s water level had risen to its peak due to the rain.
“Your Highness, Duke!”
Mrs. Morgan, who was hanging from the tree, recognized Lakrahan and waved her hand.
Lakrahan approached the tree, exhaling a long breath.
“Do you intend to keep getting into accidents like this?”
Mrs. Morgan, even though hanging from the branch, sweating profusely from the tension, grinned widely.
It seemed she was finally relieved now that Lakrahan had arrived.
“There’s a kitten stuck here. I can’t just leave it to drown in the river.”
Lakrahan took off his cloak, handed it to Wyatt, and began to take off his shoes.
“Don’t you think that Mrs. Morgan could fall into the river because of the kitten?”
“I’m sorry for calling you when you’re busy. Why aren’t there any humans who can go into the water in this damn northern part?”
Watching Lakrahan take off his shoes and throw them away, Mrs. Morgan was secretly relieved.
Though she had been pretending otherwise, her body was on the verge of falling, almost at its limit.
“Thank you.”
Mrs. Morgan relaxed and reached out to Lakrahan, who had come close.
And then, in that moment.
Crash and clang.
The flow of the river suddenly sped up as rocks came tumbling down from upstream.
“Huh?”
While everyone was looking in that direction, the tree that Mrs. Morgan was hanging from broke.
She passed by the tips of Lakrahan’s fingers by a mere hair’s breadth and splashed into the river.
“Mrs. Morgan!”
Wyatt, who was right behind, reached to grab Lakrahan, who was about to leap forward.
“You mustn’t!”
“……!”
When Lakrahan looked up at the river, Mrs. Morgan had already been swept away by the turbulent water.
“…….”
Again.
The feeling of powerlessness that comes with losing one’s own person enveloped him.
The sensation of his blood draining away.
The landscapes in front of Lakrahan’s eyes distorted, the sky and air changed.
Screams and the sounds of gunfire resonated from everywhere.
The threeyearlong war between the three continents had brought trauma worse than hell to everyone.
Several times a day, they had to shiver in agony, losing family and comrades.
“It can’t be.”
Lakrahan gritted his teeth.
Every death on this land was his responsibility.
A pain he had to bear completely.
“Huh? Look there!”
The people who were bitterly stomping their feet pointed down the river.
Someone was swimming across the river, carrying the unconscious Mrs. Morgan there.
“Saving Mrs. Morgan!”
“She’s alive! She’s alive!”
[Star Icon]Lakrahan rushed down along the river.
The terrifyingly loud sound of the river flowing next to him was heard.
From the time the warehouse caught fire until the woman woke up two days later, there had been such heavy rain that it seemed as if there might have been a hole in the sky.
The current was so fierce that an ordinary person wouldn’t dare to enter.
“Who is it? Who in the world jumped into the river to save Mrs. Morgan!”
Someone was running after Lakrahan, yelling.
“Where in the North is there someone who can swim? There’s none throughout the Empire, right?”
It was extremely rare to meet someone who could swim in a land surrounded only by continents.
Occasionally, there were stories of such people near places where such a large river flowed, but even then, it was mostly classified as a rare ability due to the rough currents.
Lakrahan had learned to swim in the war.
It was to go deeper into enemy lines.
The only reason he alone was capable of swimming in the North was that he was the only one who had survived the long war.
“Mrs. Morgan!”
Not long after, the figure of Mrs. Morgan lying on the ground appeared.
“Damn it.”
Wyatt, who was behind him, cursed as he ran and pressed Mrs. Morgan’s chest.
As he repeatedly inflated her lungs and compressed her chest,
“Cough! Cough!”
Water spewed from Mrs. Morgan’s mouth, and soon her breath came back.
People cheered and rejoiced.
Lakrahan, who confirmed that Mrs. Morgan was alive, took a short breath and looked around.
There was someone who had fallen into the water, but the person who had saved her was not in sight.
“Duke! Where are you going?”
Ignoring Wyatt calling him, Lakrahan turned around and walked towards the castle.
There were small footsteps imprinted in the empty castle due to the recent uproar.
Following the evaporating traces of those steps, the library where he had parted from the woman a moment ago came into view.
“Ha.”
Lakrahan widened his stride.
The scenery inside was captured in his sight as his long legs moved.
“……”
The woman was standing in the same spot where she had first faced him.
With her whole body wet, she was looking down at the book on the stand.
Lakrahan deliberately made foot sounds as he approached her.
Slowly, slowly.
Golden pupils turned slowly and met his.
The woman turned her head towards the reading stand as if she knew he would come.
Her white fingertip moved over the thickly spread book, and Lakrahan’s gaze followed.
Be. r. cher. li. …a.
“……Bercheria?”
He pointed to the name of the goddess who abandoned the North.
Lakrahan looked up at the woman with a furrowed brow.
She was looking at him with a blank face.
“Bercheria. That’s my name.”
Her clear and clean voice echoed.
Male lead Asks for a Divorce Every Day
It’s not often you come across a plot like this in the female-dominant genre — make sure to check it out!
This is a novel I’m planning to reread as well.
The male lead is strong, skilled in martial arts, and not the usual fragile type you often see in matriarchal novels.
Meanwhile, the female lead is a scientist—rational and logical. Even when she falls for the male lead, she doesn’t let her emotions cloud her decisions.
If you push through the first few chapters, you’ll gradually find the story really intriguing.
It has a mix of mystery, detective elements, and romance.
The author’s writing style is like crafting a puzzle—except they deliberately leave out a few pieces, making it hard to predict what happens next, yet keeping you hooked.
In the end, everything will come together and be explained.
One-sentence summary: Wife, stop playing with beakers and look at me!
In a laboratory accident, research scientist Zhu Wansheng accidentally travels to a matriarchal world. The original owner of the body is an eighteen-year-old only daughter of a wealthy rouge merchant, already married with a handsome young man.
Zhu Wansheng grins: Nice! She always said she was heaven’s favorite granddaughter. After a life of toil in her previous life, she can enjoy blessings in this one.
However, her joy lasts no more than three seconds as bad news arrives: the original owner’s family is about to go bankrupt, and her husband wants a divorce.
Even worse, she’s stuck with a research system full of restrictions.
Zhu Wansheng: ? Is this the destiny of a research dog?
——
Faced with this mess, Zhu Wansheng pours herself a bowl of wine to drown her sorrows. In her drunken haze, her husband arrives.
His figure is imposing, holding a long sword, with a dignified air that captivates Zhu Wansheng.
Gu Yingqing, however, looks at the alcohol-reeking Zhu Wansheng with undisguised disgust and coldly asks, “Divorce or not?” The intoxicated Zhu Wansheng mumbles vaguely, “I think… it’s not… it’s not… impossible!”
——
The next day, after sobering up, Zhu Wansheng is full of energy, rolling up her sleeves ready to make a big move. As for yesterday? She has no memory of it.
Zhu Wansheng is ambitious; a research dog fears nothing!
Upgrading rouge, extracting fragrances, producing perfumes, researching lipsticks… all shall bow to the power of modern technology!
The original owner’s dying rouge shop is revitalized. Her mother is pleased and with a wave of her hand, passes on the family business to her. As she takes control and her experimental results gain popularity, it’s the pinnacle of her life…
——
But there are always those who can’t stand to see her doing well. Jealousy, scheming, assassination attempts – they want nothing less than her life.
The person who has always kept his distance from her suddenly holds her tightly in his arms, eyes full of concern.
She is unharmed, but he falls into a pool of blood…
Zhu Wansheng feels guilty, “I can grant you one wish.”
Gu Yingqing tentatively circles his arms around her, carefully resting his head in the crook of her neck, pleading softly, “I regret it. Can we not divorce?”
Zhu Wansheng: ? When did I agree to a divorce?
[Small Theater]
The newly developed rouge is beautifully packaged, and Zhu Wansheng is eager to try it.
Gu Yingqing suddenly appears: “My lady, may I apply it for you?”
Cool fingertips lightly brush her lips. His Adam’s apple bobs as he leans in for a light bite.
Zhu Wansheng: ?
Gu Yingqing: It smells so good, I wanted to taste it…
On a warm spring day, Zhu Wansheng tries a new perfume: “Spring Night.” Gu Yingqing corners her against a wall.
Warm breath lingers on her neck.
“My lady, from now on, may I test the fragrances for you?”
[Humorous female scientist vs scheming live-in son-in-law male lead]
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