“Ah… It’s not just to hide one’s appearance?”
Lyan asked with a gleam in his eyes.
Lasillia nodded.
“The demons revealed themselves only once, and that too for a purpose. Since then, they have never shown themselves again. Instead, they manipulate people.”
“Hmm… So, that means…?”
“One hides oneself while using people. Even though demons can’t harm me, I keep using them. If you don’t enjoy a fight with a clear victory in sight, there must be a reason for doing so.”
“Well… your reasoning makes sense. However, they might not know that demons are useless yet. And it wasn’t so easy until now, especially without Esselion’s help.”
Lyan added with a slightly puzzled expression.
Now, with the acquisition of Ora, demon hunting had become more relaxed, but before that, assistance from Esselion was required.
“The demons are targeting me. However, they cannot harm me. I sent the demons away twice, so the demons, as well as the demons, would know.”
Yet, Ivett’s body was used to make another attempt.
“Ah, right. I see. So, the reason for continuing useless actions is… well…”
“Consider a situation where I can’t use my power completely. If I want to do something useful but can’t due to the circumstances.”
“Huh…?”
Lyan blinked.
“Continuing to hide, ordering those below to engage in useless skirmishes with no chance of victory… There is a high possibility of that, Your Majesty.”
Dechan hurriedly interjected.
It was an unexpected event. It meant that he was very excited now.
“If that’s true, then another assumption is possible, Your Majesty. In places where demons hide, there will always be corpses left behind. Corpses with unclear signs.”
“If there is a lack of magic power, and to compensate for that lack, it needs human life force, it will surely happen. It’s not pleasant to turn a blind eye to it, so hiding in a place where corpses are created every day may not be surprising.”
“That’s right! So, I guess they’ve been hiding without being caught. In places like a temple that’s secretive and closed, it’s easy to hush-hush even if someone dies.”
Lyan spoke with a raised voice unconsciously.
Dechan caught that remark.
“I’ll select possible places. If we’re lucky, we might discover the demon’s base.”
Among the Imperial Guard and the magicians, a restless commotion occurred.
“So, is it an expedition, Your Majesty?”
Lyan immediately asked Rescal. Rescal, instead of answering Lyan, kept his gaze fixed on Lasillia and nodded slowly.
“If possible, quickly.”
“Understood. I’ll prioritize finding the base over other tasks.”
“Oh, before that.”
Lasillia grabbed Dechan’s attention. Rescal, without focusing on Lyan, observed the scene silently.
Dechan slowly nodded while keeping his eyes on Lasillia.
“Yes. Please give the order, Your Majesty.”
“Can healing be achieved through magic?”
“It seems you are concerned about Lady Shuraiden.”
A shadow crept over Lasillia’s eyes.
After collapsing like that, Ivett couldn’t regain her composure. She felt her body weakening rapidly. It seemed as if she could see the last moments of Viscount Pheleion from the Grand Duke’s residence overlapping.
“The priestess attempted healing, but the effect was minimal. We need another method.”
“Hmm… Perhaps a high-ranking priest with strong healing abilities is needed, considering she’s in a state of almost complete exhaustion of life force.”
However, due to the catastrophe at the Harrios Great Temple, all high-ranking priests were deceased. It would take a considerable amount of time to request high-ranking priests from another country, and it was questionable whether Ivett could endure that time.
“There might be healing spells. Unfortunately, I’m not well-informed about that.”
In places where priests with healing abilities were present, separate healing spells were not required. Dechan’s magic, especially the Shield of Silver, was intended for the mission entrusted to him, and healing was far from its scope.
“In that case… Ah! How about employing a sorcerer from Trinadad? Such a sorcerer would likely be knowledgeable about healing spells.”
At the mention of Trinadad, Lyan gestured with his hand.
“No, even if that’s the case, it seems too suspicious, doesn’t it? Besides, there’s work to be done as the acting Duke of Pheleion.”
Saying that much, Lyan cautiously watched Rescal’s reaction.
Rescal silently stared at Lasillia without saying a word.
“If that’s the only option.”
Lasillia turned her head towards Rescal.
“If he accepts requests for money, he won’t hide other intentions.”
“I have no objections.”
Indeed, Rescal showed no signs of reluctance.
“As soon as you are ready… Oh, the sooner, the better. Summon him now.”
The words to summon were directed at Dechan.
“Understood, Your Majesty.”
Dechan closed his eyes and began chanting the spell.
Rescal, as always, looked only at Lasillia, gesturing for everyone else to leave.
“The rest can go.”
Though Lyan and Serben made somewhat puzzled expressions, the room emptied as Rescal had instructed.
“It’s taking longer than I thought.”
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 🙂
*
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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