Even if all other senses felt that the two were different, once the eyes declared them the same, it was hard not to believe that they were the same person.
However, Marquis Phelelion was different.
That was probably because he held Kartahena Phelelion in his heart.
The Emperor of the Empire also recognized his companion at once. It took a little longer for Marquis Phelelion, but…
“Lescar Elidun never… never looked at his sister like that. Although his sister might have coveted the position of the Empress, and even seemed to be obsessed with Lescar Elidun to the point of being crazy… she never looked at him as if she would embrace him like that. Damn it, that’s why I… that…,”
“You felt there was no room for interference. Unlike before.”
Badim neatly summarized Ternaden’s words.
“So you felt like she became a different person.”
“…Yes.”
Ternaden spat out painfully.
After pondering for a moment, Badim reached a conclusion.
I still felt that my magic would be involved in this request. This kind of request couldn’t be avoided.
“If the Empress has returned because of the stab wound… If they say that the bodies of the two have switched, then Kartahena Phelelion should be a corpse. Is it the Marquis’s job to handle that corpse?”
Badim quickly shook his head.
“Even in the Empire, they would try to find the body… Well, if things go well, the Marquis might be able to end his life on the run.”
He hardened his resolve. He decided to accept this request.
If Marquis Phelelion’s role was to find the switched corpse, there would be no need to worry about the wrath of the Empire.
“All right.”
Badim nodded his head.
First, he picked up the money pouch. Then he clasped his hands together and prepared to chant the spell.
“Come this way. With sufficient compensation, the magic will take effect.”
“Ha…”
Ternaden sighed in disappointment as he stood as Badim instructed.
Badim began to chant the spell towards him.
Swoosh.
As expected, a passage appeared beneath Ternaden’s feet. It was a passage that could take him to the desired location.
Once the passage was completed, Badim gestured for him to enter.
“Go. To the place where your desire awaits.”
“I don’t trust humans like you, but I trust your magic.”
Ternaden, who made a grumbling sound to the end, stepped into the passage as instructed.
That was the end of this spell.
And after this spell, the Marquis Phelelion came to him again. He wanted to make a new request.
It was a request that Badim simply could not accept.
“Haah… It’s going to be troublesome.”
Badim lowered his head and looked at the blood dripping under his feet.
“Ugh, it’s filthy.”
When he shook the arm that seemed to fall off, the clinking sound of chains echoed.
He was now hanging with his limbs tied. It was evident that this was a torture room with the stench of blood. There were eerie torture devices scattered everywhere, and the air that pierced the lungs seemed to rot the body.
Blood still dripped from his broken nose.
He was a truly wicked person. Kicking someone’s nose with the tip of a shoe.
Although he had experienced quite cruel torture before being hung from the ceiling, Badim was still shocked by the most shocking part, the kick that broke his nose.
That beautiful face that said that, elegantly lifted her leg like a butterfly, and gracefully kicked my nose.
Graaak, the unusual laughter that sounded like a low whisper was impressive. The slender eyes, dirtily evil and fascinating at the same time.
When her beautiful hand, like a piece of art, came down with a burning torture tool, it stabbed my side like a knife.
The reaction is good, but I don’t like the smell.
Dalkang.
Fortunately, she tossed the torture tool aside. It looked like a spoiled noble child discarding a lost interest.
So, what’s the answer?
Garrung, smiling mischievously and elegantly, she lifted my chin with the tip of her shoe like a beautiful cat.
Badim just wanted to nod his head. Really.
If the content of the request had been different.
While Badim was bleeding, she laughed meanly.
Oddly, I can’t accept that request.
Really?
Thud.
Her beautiful foot unexpectedly came down gracefully on my chin. However, judgment was forbidden. My body was entrusted to a more professional torturer.
It’s amazing that in a certain kingdom, there is openly a profession called a professional torturer. There probably wouldn’t be such a profession in the Empire.
Torture him enough so he won’t die. Leave both arms. It seems like arms are used when casting spells.
Again, it was a fascinating voice.
It was a voice not too high, calm, and clear, like a piece of art that the ears experienced.
That voice said such words. Badim thought that he would never be able to use his legs again.
So, he just blurted out whatever came to his mind.
No, even if you do that, the result will be the same anyway. Didn’t I tell you before? A sorcerer cannot use the same spell twice for the same client.
Her beautiful face laughed.
Her black silk-like hair swayed along with her gestures.
Then it should be no problem. Since you’re not the same client.
What…?
It seemed too shameless. With that face that clearly knew who I was.
I wasn’t the one who requested you last time.
Her luminous purple eyes made my heart dizzy. It was eyes that seemed to take away my heart.
Those eyes shook my heart and said.
I am now the prophet of Delar’ta.
Ex-husband Wants Reconciliation
One-line summary: Chasing the wife to the crematorium (making an effort to attract someone who has become indifferent), the female lead doesn’t look back, the second male lead takes the position.
Intro:
To repay the kindness of the older generation, Su Mu crossed into a female-dominated world and became a live-in daughter-in-law of the Yan family, single-handedly saving the Yan family from fire and water.
But her husband, Yan Jiyue, the eldest son of the Yan family, treated her with sarcasm and never showed her a good face.
It wasn’t until after Su Mu’s death that this pampered and arrogant young master shed a few fake tears and pretended to want to die for love.
This life’s kindness was enough. If there was a next life, she would definitely kick Yan Jiyue away.
Who knew that the heavens would be so kind as to allow her to be reborn, returning to the time when she had just married into the Yan family.
Su Mu glanced at the Yan eldest son, who still spoke coldly to her, and threw a divorce letter in front of him.
“Let’s divorce!”
***
Yan Jiyue never imagined that he would be reborn. He happily went to find Su Mu, wanting to make up for the mistakes he had made in his ignorant youth.
Wasn’t the reason the heavens allowed him to be reborn to let him reconcile with Su Mu?
But when he pushed open the door to Su Mu’s room, the person lying on the bed was another man.
Su Mu’s personal attendant, Xie Yi.
Yan Jiyue hated him so much that his teeth itched. In front of Su Mu, Xie Yi was a gentle and considerate whisperer of sweet nothings, but in reality, he was vicious-hearted and deliberately sabotaged their husband and wife relationship.
In the previous life, it was he who secretly hid in Su Mu’s coffin and committed suicide, stealing a step ahead of him to be buried with Su Mu.
Yan Jiyue’s eyes were filled with hatred as he cursed, “What kind of thing are you? Your background is lowly, what right do you have to occupy Su Mu?”
Xie Yi looked at the sleeping Su Mu and no longer pretended to be a whisperer of sweet nothings.
He proudly stuck out his belly, “I have the right because my belly is capable of giving the Wife-master a daughter.”
***
Yan Jiyue was consumed with jealousy. He spread rumors that Xie Yi had once been branded with the mark of a “harlot” on his chest.
But on the night Xie Yi cut off the flesh bearing that mark, Su Mu suddenly realized something was amiss.
“How did you know the exact moment I was poisoned? And why did you show up a month early?”
Xie Yi remained silent, blood from his wound soaking through his robes. His sapphire eyes brimmed with anguish – or was it just a flawless act?
Between a once-arrogant husband now seeking redemption, and a gentle soul willing to die for her – who truly held the darkest secrets? And could it be that Su Mu and Yan Jiyue weren’t the only ones given a second chance at life…?
[Reading Guide]
1. True divorce, chasing the wife to the crematorium, the female lead doesn’t look back, the male lead is Xie Yi.
2. The ex-husband did not cheat, he just realized too late and didn’t realize that he liked the female lead.
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