She did not cause the rain with some mere power of disgust.
It was because she herself was the goddess of weather, Bercheria.
She fluttered her long golden eyebrows like a butterfly and spoke.
“What will you give me if I help you?”
A god who had abandoned humanity was asking him.
[Star Icon]For half a century, all the events that occurred in the Feriat Empire began with the absence of Bercheria, the goddess of weather.
The land they lived on was divided into three continents, all of which had endured for over a thousand years under the protection of different gods.
The Contana Kingdom, located below and centered around Feriat, was under the protection of Dikper, the god of earth.
The Deransis Empire, situated above, was under the protection of Velopfai, the god of the sea.
And finally, the Feriat Empire was under the protection of Bercheria, the goddess of weather.
Then, 50 years ago.
As if it was a lie, the divine protection vanished from Feriat.
The emperor tried ruthlessly to hide the fact, but eventually, everyone learning it was only a matter of time.
The Contana Kingdom, called a barbarian race, seemed to wait and attempted invasion.
The Deransis Empire also joined, not wanting to miss this great opportunity, and the war between the three continents began.
Essentially called the master of the three continents, Feriat held out for 3 years even without divine protection.
But that was all.
Without the divine blessing to heal the wounded and fill the life, they could not endure any more.
Had they held out just one more month, the war would have ended in Feriat’s defeat.
It would surely have been so, if not for Lakrahan.
He led the dreadful war to victory and returned to this land as the hero of the people.
People whispered that even if Lakrahan demanded half of the country, the emperor would have to give it.
But what he chose was to escape the emperor who restrained him and return to the north, just that one thing.
Until Emperor Gerard forcibly relocated Lakrahan’s family near the capital, the north had belonged to the Edkins family for a very long time.
That natural thing.
Only after losing everything I had due to the war could Lakrahan reclaim it.
He left with all the things he loved, but when he returned, nothing was left except his people.
If someone were to ask him what he hated most in the world, he would answer Bercheria.
If asked whom he blamed for losing his father and only brother in the war, again Bercheria.
If a god were to grant him a wish, Lakrahan would without hesitation name her again.
He would ask Bercheria for pain, just as much as he had endured.
“Bercheria. That’s my name.”
It was a clear and pure voice, unbecoming of a god who had abandoned humanity.
“What will you give me if I help you?”
The sensation of holding her beneath Lakrahan’s tightly clenched palm came back to life.
In that rain that cooled the hot heat.
The dry body that seemed to break if he exerted strength, and those lifelessly extended touches.
A goddess?
Such a weak person was the cruel god who abandoned this northern region.
Bercheria?
“……!”
The moment Lakrahan felt like moving, a sharp knife pulled from his waist cut through the air and rested above her neck.
Strength entered Bercheria’s eyes.
“Do you expect me to believe that now?”
Lakrahan’s voice was sarcastic.
He had no choice.
“Was this the reason you pretended not to speak until now?”
Even under the dim library light, her golden eyes were shining without losing their brightness.
But Lakrahan was not so foolish as to be deceived by those beautiful eyes.
“Was saving the children also ultimately a means to approach me?”
Bercheria’s eyes narrowed.
Even with the blade against her throat, she showed no sign of fear.
The sharp blade glistened as it faintly penetrated the light on her skin.
“Did you ask what you would give me?”
Lakrahan’s red lips twisted upward.
“There are no gods in this world who deal with humans. Fake Bercheria.”
At that moment.
She moved her foot toward Lakrahan.
“……!”
There was no time to respond, and the feeling of the knife cutting the flesh was transmitted through his hand.
Red blood flowed drop by drop from the slender neck that had been cut.
“What are you doing!”
Blue veins sprang up over the back of Lakrahan’s hand, gripping the knife.
As he tried to pull his hand back, she grabbed the blade with her bare hand and thrust it more forcefully into her neck.
“At all!”
Lakrahan quickly pulled the knife back.
But on her hand already remained a long scar and traces of blood.
“Ha.”
Lakrahan dropped the knife to the floor and laughed emptily.
Even at this moment, she was looking at Lakrahan with an expressionless face.
He could not define what he was feeling as a single emotion.
Despite the hated Bercheria being before his eyes, and even though she was attacking herself as if wanting to die.
Rather, at this moment, it felt like all his senses were paralyzed.
“I wanted to show you this.”
The woman reached out and offered it in front of him.
Turns Out He’s Been Secretly in Love with Me
One-line summary: He acts like he doesn’t like her but is actually playing hard to get.
Synopsis:
Xu Muzhou like her. He has liked her for a very long time, and through repeated schemes, he finally closed the distance with her.
But this is still far from enough.
He wants to be the one who stands out among her many suitors, to fight for her attention, and to make her take the initiative to pursue him.
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