Ah, right. This is not the time for this.
Before Deon arrives, Liche remembered that she needs to purify the aura in the Duke Hebetzman’s room.
“I’ll be back soon! I need to be inside before my brother comes!”
“Yeah, take your time. I’ll explain it to Senior Derkedion.”
“No! My brother is scary. I’ll be back soon.”
Liche hurriedly ran down the corridor and turned the corner. Then, she retraced her steps.
Even though she passed by Ian again, due to the activation of cognitive manipulation, he couldn’t recognize Liche.
[As expected, my abilities are perfect. What is Derkedion, who saw through this, trying to do?]The scent of warriors showed, and Pythonus swallowed saliva. Even if they were the remains of those bastards, considering this level, it wouldn’t be bad to take them as my disciples.
In the meantime, Liche entered Duke Hebetzman’s bedroom.
Blake lost in thought, a gloomy-faced Robenhaf. A few other people offering greetings and inquiries.
Liche walked past people towards Duke Hebetzman lying on the bed.
The accumulated aura spread throughout her body, almost to the point where his face couldn’t be seen.
“I’ve never seen it this severe since then.”
It felt like those powerful individuals Agnes had seen before dying in her past life.
“…Why was it so severe? Zick would have been 20, and Deon and Robenhaf would have been 21.”
Why did such an aura spread that much?
Since Agnes’ world at that time was just the basement of the Gerwer Mansion, she didn’t know what had happened to them.
“I should organize what Duke Gerwer said when I go back to the dormitory. There might be clues there.”
Thinking that, Liche held Duke Hebetzman’s hand and used purification. The aura gradually decreased, and she felt the pain disappearing from the Duke’s face.
Pythonus asked, [Are you going to purify everything?]
‘No. Just as much as when I saw him last time.’
It would be nice to purify the accumulated aura completely, but it wasn’t the time now.
Since she had purified Blake and Deon. If she purified all the auras, they would find common ground, and in the end, they would realize her presence.
…Already, Deon seems suspicious.
‘Let’s go quickly.’
So, now, she had to sit quietly on the sofa and pretend that nothing happened before Deon returned.
Having confirmed the improved complexion of Duke Hebetzman, Liche quickly left the bedroom.
As soon as the door closed, Blake turned his gaze in that direction. His red eyes briefly observed the quiet door before turning to Duke Hebetzman on the bed.
Meanwhile, Liche, who left the bedroom, was running down the corridor.
‘Great…!’
A triumphant feeling surged. Now, Duke Hebetzman wouldn’t die. Robenhaf wouldn’t be sad either.
Liche walked towards Ian, who was supposed to be waiting, but Ian was not at the place where they parted.
[Where did he go?]“Well….”
At that moment, someone grabbed Liche’s hand from behind and started running.
Led by that force, Liche moved her feet without realizing it.
Golden hair. It was Ian.
“Ian? Why are you running?”
When surprised Liche asked, Ian, without stopping running, answered.
“We need to escape.”
“Escape? Why?”
“My father is here.”
“…….”
After catching demons visible to the eyes, Deon rushed to where Liche was.
But what awaited him was the spacious living room sofa and Zigbert sitting there.
He knew this would happen. It felt fishy.
“Where is Liche?”
“She’s at the dorm. She said she had something important to bring.”
Serdia. According to Liche, even if the sky turns upside down right now, this guy would believe it.
Deon headed straight to the bedroom.
“Yo, Master. Right now, over there…!”
A servant urgently spoke to Deon.
In the clear appearance that something had happened inside, Deon opened the bedroom door without hesitation.
The expected situation unfolded as it was.
Duke Hebetzman sitting up halfway on the bed. His condition had improved.
Where was Liche? Deon, who was urgently raising his senses, heard Blake’s angry voice.
“Why have you come?”
Deon turned his head. It wasn’t a question directed at him.
“Duke Gerwer.”
On one side of the bedroom, a man stood facing Blake, keeping a distance.
Duke Gerwer, seen after two years, was much leaner than before.
Blake, with a slightly swollen cheek, looked at Gerwer with a faint glow.
“Exactly.”
Of all places, to encounter Duke Gerwer in the academy where Liche is. Blake furrowed his brow. Duke Gerwer raised the corners of his mouth.
“Even you have been purified.”
Purified? At the mention of it, Duke Hebetzman and Robenhaf perked up their ears.
A little earlier, when Duke Gerwer appeared, Blake bit people. That’s why the people in the bedroom right now were all ability users.
Blake, Deon, Duke Hebetzman, Robenhaf, Duke Gerwer.
……
Deon, sensing an unusual atmosphere, completely closed the bedroom door that hadn’t been closed yet. Just before that, Zigbert, who followed Deon, entered the bedroom.
A gathering of six out of eight ability users.
Duke Gerwer spoke up.
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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