When Ian aimed at my wrist, I quickly stepped back, pushing away his sword tip and aiming at his neck in an instant.
“That’s enough for today.”
Ian was a swordsman with good qualities. His skills were exceptional for a novice, but I instinctively felt,
Compared to Rosebelia’s skill, he was at least two steps behind.
“You went easy on me.”
Ian’s breathing fluctuated as he finished speaking.
“No, it was an enjoyable duel for a change.”
In contrast, my breathing was steady. Though my breathing remained the same, there was a change.
Whether Ian had been a good dueling partner, my body felt much lighter. With the pressure that had been weighing me down gone, even my headache seemed to clear.
What I learned in fencing was thrusting, and Rosebelia’s swordsmanship aimed at cutting, so there were many differences, but I understood why Rosebelia became a swordmaster.
To move so agilely with a sword that weighed three times more than a fencing foil. Even more so, Rosebelia felt that the weight of this sword was light.
It was just that she had reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship…….
“May I request a duel again next time?”
“Anytime.”
Wait, is this okay?
Rosebelia hadn’t dueled anyone for a while after hurting Edwin in a past duel…….
Regret came too late, but I did not take back what I had said. I didn’t want to miss this refreshing and exhilarating sensation that I felt after a long time.
“Thank you, senior.”
Ian bowed his head and smiled brightly. Guilt pricked at that smile.
When reading the original, I cheered for Daisy, Edwin, Rosebelia, without caring about Ian.
That wasn’t all. At one time, I even resented him for not understanding Daisy’s feelings.
So, when Edwin told Daisy about Ian’s death, I wished that it was better this way, hoping that Daisy and Edwin would be happy together.
But the Ian before my eyes was quite ordinary. He felt emotions honestly and expressed them as such.
Perhaps this was the Ian that Daisy had initially cherished.
“There’s something I want to ask, can you detect aura?”
“I can only detect it.”
Rosebelia detected aura just a year after holding the sword. Then, at some point, she freely used the aura and reached the realm of a swordmaster.
In short, she was a swordsmanship genius.
“Since when?”
“Not long ago.”
It was rare for a knight to detect aura in the first place, and for a knight who had just detected aura to utilize it, it would take years, even decades.
In the latter part of the original, Ian had less than a year left before he became a tyrant.
Could Ian possibly become a swordmaster in that time, looking at it rationally?
No, it was impossible. Even Rosebelia Winters, who was better at swordsmanship than Ian, couldn’t do it. It was impossible for Ian.
In the middle of the original story, a change occurred in Ian, and the word “curse” was certainly involved.
If it’s a curse, it’s against one’s will rather than one’s own…
Could that have been what changed you?
“Senior?”
“Huh?”
“I think we should leave soon.”
Taking the cloak that Ian handed me, I lightly threw the wooden sword into the storage box.
“Alright.”
“Then when is the next duel?”
“Four days later, at the same time as today.”
“Understood.”
Could I change our fate, shadowed by death?
If we could avoid the destiny of killing each other…
It would be nice if you and I could live normally…
Following Ian out of the training ground, a gentle breeze blew. My chest strangely fluttered.
[Star icon]‘Have you considered it?’
‘Yes. I’ll decline the duel request.’
‘Why? Is it because my skills are lacking?’
‘You know your skills are not bad. Objectively, your skills are very good. So I wondered briefly if it would be okay with you…’
‘Then why are you refusing the duel?’
‘It’s just my belief. I decided not to duel with anyone within the order of knights, and I don’t want to break that belief, even with special treatment for you.’
Suddenly, I opened my eyes. A dim light was seeping through the slightly parted curtains.
Was it a dream?
It was like Rosebelia and Ian were conversing right in front of me…
“The place was the training ground too.”
The place where the two were talking was, coincidentally, the training ground. The same training ground where Ian had spoken to me on the day the festival ended.
“What the heck?”
It was unsettling to dismiss it as just a crazy dream.
What if what I saw was an unspoken story between Rosebelia and Ian in the original work?
If it was the real Rosebelia, I had the feeling she would have refused like that, and it gradually hardened into something like certainty.
If the original story had indeed refused the duel…
“Has the original already changed? Can it… be changed?”
A strange shiver ran through my body. My heart raced with the expectation that I could change the original.
No, I shouldn’t get my hopes up. It was just a dream.
The day to confirm whether I could change the original or not was that day. The day the original heroine, Daisy, and the original hero, Ian, meet.
If I can change the original as I wish on that day, everything will become clear.
I tried to go back to sleep, but my mind was racing, making it impossible to fall asleep easily.
I changed my clothes and quietly escaped from the mansion, heading towards the forest on the outskirts of the count’s territory.
A place rarely visited by people, where even Rosebelia often came to practice manipulating aura.
“Can I use that aura too?”
Would I be able to naturally use the aura like my naturallyacquired swordsmanship?
During a crisis in monster subjugation, Rosebelia used aura.
Ever since joining the White Knights, Rosebelia was always chosen for monster subjugation, and it was a foregone conclusion that she would participate in the upcoming subjugation.
I should hope there will be no situation to use the aura, but I should practice just in case.
As I drew my sword, a faint dawn settled on it.
Slowly, following Rosebelia’s memory.
Feeling the aura flowing through my body and channeling it through the sword, the sword soon wrapped in a white light. With a light swing, the tree split in two.
“I did it. This is so easy…”
I couldn’t finish my sentence. I grabbed my throat as if it was going to burn up.
What’s happening? Why is my throat so hot?
A sensation like the urge to vomit came, and a cough burst out. Slowly lowering my head, what came into my sight was,
“Why….”
My palm was filled with blood.
Male lead first thought she played hard to get, only to realize she
really disliked him
Short intro:
What she can’t stand the most is the streets full of effeminate men, especially that so-called top beauty whom she avoids at all costs.
Shen Yaoxing looks at Jiang Mingyue, who keeps approaching her with coy shyness.
Shen Yaoxing: Bro, don’t be like this, I’m really about to throw up!
She fears nothing in heaven or earth, except for him getting close to her.
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At first he thought she was just using the trick of feigning indifference to attract his attention. Later, he learned that she truly despised him.
This dealt a heavy blow to Jiang Mingyue, and he vowed to make her, like everyone else, fall at his feet in worship!
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Synopsis:
Before transmigrating, Shen Yaoxing only wanted to find a reliable man to spend her life with. Who knew that after transmigrating, she would become a reliable woman herself…
A forced misandrist, highly skilled, and reliable female lead
vs.
An initially aloof and arrogant, later morbid, obsessed male lead
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