“Sir, Sir?”
Anna’s surprised voice. Agnes had just closed her lips that she had not properly opened.
“When did you arrive?”
Having brought a simple snack, she almost had her heart drop at the sight of her lord, Deon, standing in front of the child.
“You, you weren’t about to use your power, were you…?”
Anna’s eyes shook as they looked alternately at Deon and Agnes.
It was only at the mention of the power that Deon finally spoke to her.
“You’re trying to teach me? Anna. When were you employed as my teacher?”
A warning mixed into his words, telling her not to overstep her bounds.
An overwhelming presence emanated from the mere 9yearold.
Anna bowed her head.
“I’m sorry, my lord.”
“Knowing is enough.”
Deon’s eyes remained fixed on Agnes as he spoke.
Agnes, too, watched Deon intently with eyes hidden in her hair.
‘…Pain?’
Then she realized something strange.
Among the emotions harbored in his red eyes, there was something she knew well.
The boy was in pain now.
She couldn’t have been unaware of that nagging sensation, experienced over a dozen years.
‘Is it a side effect?’
Gerwer Duke had referred to the energy accumulating in the bodies of the power users as side effects.
“When I use my abilities, the more I use them, the more the side effects are consuming my life. My Retiom. If I hadn’t found you, I would already…”
Agnes shivered, her shoulders trembling at the recollection of the past event, as though Gerwer Duke was whispering right next to her.
Meanwhile, Deon, seeing her reaction, thought she was afraid of him, withdrew his gaze, and turned away.
“Um, um…”
Ah, I need to make a good first impression.
Agnes stammered as she called Deon, but Deon didn’t look back.
Instead, before leaving the reception room, he opened his mouth to Anna.
(This is a time delimiter.)
“Wash that one. It smells.”
With Deon’s words to Anna, Agnes’s next destination was determined.
Without even a chance to be moved by the soft bread she tasted after several years, Agnes was dragged to the bathroom.
In the bathtub filled with warm water, Anna washed Agnes.
“Washed” was more fitting than “bathed.”
The hair required five repetitions of soaping and rinsing, and the bathwater turned so dirty that it had to be replaced twice.
Agnes was swayed this way and that without resistance under Anna’s touch.
“……Uh, ah…….”
“It’s not over yet.”
Afterward, Anna applied a moisturizing cream to Agnes’s body and a shiny oil to her hair.
After drying her hair and dressing her in new pajamas, Agnes’s body felt reborn, soft and fluffy.
In the rush of events, Agnes’s face went blank.
“My goodness. Were you this cute?! You?”
Anna was quite impressed with the result of her efforts, cheek to cheek with the freshly cleaned Agnes.
It was no wonder.
Though the tangled hair was regretfully cut short, the clean appearance of the child was believable as a fairy from mythology.
Shining silver hair of excellent texture, like moonlight, fair and smooth skin, round silver eyes revealed under her bangs.
“Have you been hiding this appearance all this time? Child. You’re really beautiful.”
Amid Anna’s continuous praise, Agnes was bewildered.
‘Why is she doing this?’
Dirty, smelly, pitiful.
All her life, these had been the words attached to Agnes.
Even in the past, when she was relatively clean in Gerwer Duke’s house, she had never heard positive words about her appearance.
“You should thank Gerwer Duke, Miss, for taking in such a filthy commoner like you.”
She heard that often.
‘This person is kind, so she’s saying these things to me.’
Even though she probably didn’t look that good.
Agnes hung her head low.
“…….”
“Ah. I’ve been talking too much by myself, haven’t I? This isn’t the time. Let’s go to the reception room. The butler has asked for you.”
Anna took Agnes’s hand and started walking.
Entering the reception room, it wasn’t only the butler waiting for her.
“Oh, you’re here?”
Jed, whom she’d seen earlier, waved his hand.
Seeing a familiar face, a greeting came naturally from her happy heart.
“Oh, hello……. ”
“Anna, where’s the little one the lord brought?”
She realized in an instant that the greeting was not meant for her.
Agnes’s cheeks were dyed red in embarrassment.
‘……He wasn’t greeting me.’
“Ah~ Didn’t you bring her together~?”
With Agnes right in front of him, Jed looked around the surroundings.
Seeing the corners of his eyes mischievously creased, it was clear he was joking.
There was no way Agnes, who hardly reached Jed’s waist, could see that expression.
“Goodness, Anna. What will you do if you hide the child?”
“She’s right here.”
Anna placed her hand on Agnes’s shoulder and looked at Jed.
With a warning look that seemed to say, ‘Don’t play any strange tricks on her,’ Jed stopped teasing Agnes, blushing.
Instead, he chuckled and shook his hand left and right on Agnes’s head.
“I know! She’s here. Wow, really surprising, huh? You’ve become a noble lady walking out of rolling dust!”
“Uh, uh……. ”
“Yuck. Jed Treang! You madman!”
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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