Noah Beselion played a massive role in the original work.
This novel is a tragedy disguised as a romance fantasy.
The titillating relationship between the two leads changes greatly after the female protagonist’s coming-of-age ceremony.
On that day, demonic beasts that had long been reduced to mere bogeymen to scare children thanks to the efforts of previous generations, invaded the empire.
The reason the chaotic situation could be quickly resolved was thanks to the Blue Falcon Knight Order directly under the imperial family, to which Noah belonged.
Of course, Noah played the most active role. During the first attack of the demonic beasts, Noah was the first to grasp the situation and cut down a demonic beast, allowing the situation to be quickly resolved without major casualties.
Thanks to Noah’s continued activity afterwards, the empire was able to defeat the demonic beasts even faster than expected.
Living up to the nickname “Mad Dog of the Temple”, it was Nigel who caused the demonic beasts to rampage, and the novel ends with Noah slaying the mad dog Nigel.
All of this was due to his efforts after confirming his love with the female lead and joining the imperial knight order to undergo harsh training.
Not Sienna, which was at best an academy level no matter how prestigious.
‘…Why exactly?’
Why did he come to Sienna instead of joining the Blue Falcons like in the original work?
Why?
I thought everything would work out if only the variable and villain – myself – was removed.
Unanswerable questions chained together and dominated Nigel’s mind.
“Are you… alright?”
A gentle voice came from above.
It was too careful and warm to be the voice of one who would slay tens of thousands of demonic beasts.
“No… I’m not alright.”
Where did things go wrong?
What was it…? What could it be…?
Was it quietly hiding in Tillin instead of being dragged to the temple, needlessly evading the temple’s eyes for 17 years?
Nurturing the dream of attending the imperial academy despite being an orphan?
Or… being born into a novel?
“Don’t tremble. It’s alright, there are no signs of anything around here.”
He mistakenly thought Nigel was afraid there might be beasts nearby.
Not realizing she feared your very existence before her eyes.
“Why are you here…”
“I like the forest, that’s why.”
A coat still warm with body heat was draped over Nigel’s shoulders.
As he said he liked the forest, a faint cool forest scent could be smelled from the coat.
The scent of Tillin… it was Tillin’s scent.
…Blink, blink.
At the familiar and longed-for scent, Nigel’s eyes regained focus.
“I’m glad you seem to have regained your composure. Don’t worry, nothing happened.”
Noah met her gaze and gave a slight eye smile.
Noah’s words were right.
Nothing had happened yet.
Not the demonic beasts attacking the empire, not the whole empire becoming a wasteland, none of it had happened yet.
There was still time left.
Nigel, having come to her senses, lowered the high heels she had been holding up and stuffed them back onto her feet.
The throbbing pain that flooded in simultaneously pulled Nigel fully back to reality.
‘…Allen!’
Only then did she remember her promise with Allen.
Allen would still be waiting for her in front of that wretched golden dragon statue.
Dong. Dong.
In the distance, 7 bell tolls rang faintly. She had overshot the promised time by a full 30 minutes.
Feeling urgent, Nigel addressed Noah.
“Are you a new student?”
“…Huh? Yes.”
Noah’s eyes widened at Nigel’s suddenly changed attitude.
“Then do you know where the banquet hall is? Let’s go together if you’re headed that way. Ah, nevermind if you’re here because you don’t want to go to the party.”
“No, I’ll… go with you.”
“Good. Oh, and thanks for the coat.”
Nigel took off the jacket from her shoulders and handed it back to Noah.
“And please keep what just happened a secret.”
Nigel unconsciously held out her right pinky finger.
It was a habit picked up at the orphanage.
Noah hesitated before linking his finger with Nigel’s expressionless face.
“…?!”
“…?!”
And they simultaneously pulled their hands away, as if on cue.
Noah’s eyes flashed with wonder, while Nigel’s flashed with fear and realization.
[This is the timeline separator]“Where on earth is Nigel?”
Allen looked around at the base of the golden dragon statue.
More than 10 minutes had passed since the clock tower bell rang 7 times, but there was no sign of Nigel anywhere.
“I should have listened to Sebastian. I really should have said to meet at the main gate instead of the statue…”
He had known Nigel was directionally challenged since their first meeting, but he didn’t think it would be this bad.
The golden dragon statue was prominently located in the plaza just a short walk from the entrance. It would be harder not to find it.
By this point, all sorts of thoughts were running through Allen’s mind – had something happened to Nigel on the way? Was she lost and wandering around?
“Well… I’m sure nothing serious has happened!”
Allen smiled as he thought of his straightforward friend who always spoke her mind, effortlessly carrying that heavy luggage.
Besides, Sienna was plastered with protective barriers from the imperial mages, to the point where there were jokes that Sienna was even safer than the imperial palace, so nothing major could have happened.
“…Huh? Isn’t that Allen?”
“I think it is.”
Just then, a group of four boys approached Allen. Allen vaguely recalled exchanging brief greetings with them about a month ago.
“We saw you at the New Year’s party, right? It’s even nicer to see you here.”
“How is your father doing?”
“Hey, why are you asking that? Of course he’s doing well. Everything he touches turns to gold.”
“True. Be sure to give him our regards.”
They were too busy giggling and chattering amongst themselves to notice Allen’s stiff expression.
“But why are you here… Don’t tell me you’re waiting for someone?”
“Wow− Allen, I can’t believe you’re actually waiting for someone. How surprising.”
“Come on, why don’t you come in with us? The party’s about to start anyway.”
“That’s a good idea. We have so much to talk about that we couldn’t at the New Year’s party!”
“No, I…”
They grabbed Allen’s shoulders without asking for his opinion.
‘I should have exercised more like Sebastian said…!’
Allen thought of the resolution he always made but never followed through on, as he was weakly dragged into the banquet hall.
When he came to his senses, Allen found himself surrounded by people. They were all busy asking after his parents.
Although it was said to be a party for students to socialize, it wasn’t much different from a social gathering. People flocked to those who could benefit them.
‘Nigel. When are you coming…!’
Allen, who usually enjoyed being the center of attention under the colorful lights of the chandeliers in the grand and beautiful party hall, found the party tedious today.
He missed Nigel, whose attitude didn’t change even after seeing his outward appearance and wealth, unlike those who approached him for ulterior motives.
When they received no response from Allen despite trying to engage him in conversation, they started to read the mood and began chattering about recent successful business ventures and happenings in high society.
As Allen was sipping his few glasses of tart fruit ade, a hush fell over the previously bustling banquet hall.
The cause was a man who appeared in the middle of the hall.
With hair grown long to his waist being the first thing to catch the eye, he was Widrun, known as the Sage of the Continent and the Dean of Sienna Academy.
“To our newly enrolled students, and to our current students gracing this occasion, I sincerely welcome and bless you all.”
Snap!
As Widrun snapped his fingers with a crisp sound, a fresh scent of roses suddenly enveloped the hall.
“Look up!”
At someone’s shout, everyone raised their heads.
White rose petals were fluttering down from the ceiling, scattering in all directions.
“Wow. It’s so beautiful…”
“Are these real?”
A tall boy reached his hand up towards the ceiling to touch the petals.
“…No. They disappear when I touch them!”
“It’s a large-scale magic circle. For this scale, it would have either drained someone’s magic to near death, or required a fist-sized magic stone.”
The girl standing next to the boy explained with a serious face.
As the magic petals faded away and sighs of disappointment broke out here and there, Widrun opened his mouth again.
“White roses carry the meaning of new beginnings. I hope all of our students starting this semester will approach each day with a fresh mindset. And… although this old man was originally planning to step out around now, there is one piece of celebratory news that cannot be easily passed over.”
Widrun smiled gently as he looked at the varied faces of the students.
“For the first time in a long while, we have a perfect scorer on the entrance exam.”
The atmosphere in the banquet hall shifted once again at Widrun’s words.
“Of course it must be a new student in our politics department.”
“Naturally. Our department is on a different level from those kids who are nothing without magic and swords. It’s all about ‘this’.”
A girl tapped her finger against her head.
“Wow~ They say empty wagons make the most noise, but here we have kids who don’t even know the first thing about magic running their mouths. Do you know how delicate the work of controlling magic is?”
“You get it? They probably think it’s easy because they’ve only used magical tools. As expected of the politics department, they only think about themselves.”
“Oh my, is the magic department so great that you won silver at last year’s thesis competition with a paper on magical tools?”
As arguments broke out simultaneously in various spots as if on cue, the new students looked on blankly wondering what was going on, while the students carrying swords watched the situation silently with disgruntled expressions.
“Now, now. Everyone, please be quiet. Would the new student with the perfect score please come forward?”
About a minute passed. But no one came forward to Widrun.
“Oh dear, did I put too much pressure on you? It’s alright, don’t be shy, please come out comfortably.”
BANG!!
Just then, a loud noise came from the doors of the banquet hall.
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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