“Oops!”
“Beep!”
In the blink of an eye, a black whirlwind swallowed the three people.
The whirlwind, resembling a magpie or a distorted shadow, was, in fact, a set of characters forming a barrier.
The tails of the characters, resembling insects, transported the three people to somewhere else.
“Beep!”
Pipi spewed flames towards the black whirlwind.
Sizzle… Hiss!
The edge of the disappearing characters, as if penetrating into the ground, was slightly burnt.
“Uh, I missed.”
Rian, belatedly raising Sword Ora, struck the scorched ground.
The ground split apart at the playful motion.
“Beep…”
Pipi was completely astonished, poking its head out to observe how deep the ground had split.
“What was that? Was it demons? I’m sure we didn’t tear up any magic scrolls.”
Lescallia fumbled the empty space where the three had disappeared.
“If that were the case, there would be scrolls left. Unless a magic spell that automatically destroys the used scroll was cast.”
“Ah… that’s true. And it feels somewhat different from magic. If it were a teleportation spell, the three should have taken positions in the center. Looking at the remaining traces on the ground, their positions are all over the place.”
“Beep!”
Pipi also said there was a suspicious smell, not just for fun.
Lian wrinkled his nose.
“Well, it seems like it’ll be a real headache. We have to think beyond the Imperial territory and include Delarta in considering the range the demons might reach. Well, it could be anywhere other than Delarta.”
“Don’t slack off on the vigilance.”
Lescallia firmly grasped Lascellia’s hand and spat out the words.
“From now on, not for a single moment.”
“Of course, Your Majesty.”
The situation had become one where they couldn’t know when or from where the demons would send someone.
It was a problem that couldn’t be solved by just deflecting attacks.
“We need to find out where they are hiding.”
They had to start searching for the demons’ base.
“Beep!”
Pipi flapped its wings.
Feeling hungry and sleepy, it suggested that it was time to go back.
“I agree, Your Majesty.”
Lascellia said, placing Pipi, who was pouting, on her palm.
“I want to go back now.”
Esellion’s actions left no room for excuses, but at least, he left one thing. He made it clear to Lascellia where to return.
It wasn’t Delarta. It was where Lescallia was.
“Willingly.”
Lescallia raised Lascellia’s hand and lightly kissed her fingertips.
It was time to go back to where they belonged.
Thud!
It was a quiet afternoon.
Lascellia was reading the diary left by the first companion.
Thanks to the warm season, the sunlight coming through the window was gentle, and the faint scent of flowers loosened the heart.
The tea that Ivet warmed up again before the meal and handed over was just the right temperature.
This could be called the tranquil daily life of the palace.
In such a place, a dove flew in.
“Gugu.”
It was the moment when a pigeon with a plump head lightly tapped the glass window.
“Spat!”
Woong!
Thud!
“Empress, Your Majesty!”
And the word “peaceful” disappeared without a trace.
Pipi turned into flames, and seven magic circles simultaneously activated. A violet Sword Ora cut through the wall, revealing Rian who appeared swiftly. Following that, the guards of the Hwanghugung, the Southern Guards, opened the heavy door and rushed in.
“H, Hwanghu Your Majesty…”
Ivet called Lascellia softly, swallowing saliva.
Even Ivet, who was saying that, was tightly gripping a teapot. If there was an intruder, she intended to pour hot water at the very least.
“No need to be surprised, everyone. It seems the pigeon came to find me.”
“G, Gugu…”
The pigeon trembled, making a pitiful sound.
“Squeak! Spat!”
Pipi scolded the pigeon, asking why it was meddling with the window.
“Ah, ha. Is it a bird sent by the Shield? At this point, Deccan needs to learn new magic.”
Rian gestured to the guards to check.
The Chief Knight of the Guards nodded, pointing with his eyes at the pierced wall.
“That will need repairs.”
“Oh, I’m in a hurry, so let it be. Can’t you just send a magician from Deccan? Preferably one skilled in healing magic. It’s Her Majesty’s matter, and it would be a bit awkward if there were traces left behind.”
“I will convey the message.”
But it turned out to be unnecessary.
Woo-woo-woong.
A portal created by magic appeared on the intact wall.
Following that, Lescallia and Deccan walked out of the portal.
Rian shrugged awkwardly.
“No, did Your Majesty have to come all the way here? It wasn’t necessary. As you can see, I’ve been guarding without relaxing my vigilance.”
Although the words sounded somewhat awkward, they actually contained a subtle boast.
He had cut through the wall first. I arrived here first. I’m so reliable. So don’t worry. That was the meaning.
“I knew it wasn’t a real threat.”
And in Lescallia’s response, there was a warning to Lascellia not to flaunt herself too much in front of him. It wasn’t that he was later than Rian, but he simply didn’t make a show of it.
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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