Once the color of the manifested aura is fixed, it does not change until the swordsman dies.
The destructive power of a sword that has absorbed aura increases at least tens of times, and it is said that it can cut through anything.
Aura enhances physical abilities, and there is no known limit to this.
It is presumed that when one wields aura, one gains a slight selfhealing ability. This is only inferred from ‘Lawrence Glazer’s’ record that the scars and calluses on his hand disappeared after becoming a Swordmaster, so it is not certain.”
“Selfhealing ability?”
Tilting my head, I looked down.
Like the knight Lawrence Glazer, Rosebelia’s hands had no scars or calluses. The left hand was free from calluses, but the right hand was soft and tender as if never having wielded a sword.
Was it because Rosebelia often wielded a sword with both hands but mainly with the right? Because the manifestation of aura occurred more with the right hand?
“True aura is a blessing…”
“If you cannot properly handle the aura, it can instead become an existence that eats away at the swordsman’s vitality.”
Blessing my foot. Why does it heal at one moment and then suddenly eat away at life?
I hurriedly turned to the next chapter. There had to be mention of how to handle aura.
“There’s no known way to handle aura? What kind of book is this?”
The beast subjugation in Rosebelia’s memory was not easy. There were beasts that regenerated endlessly even when cut by a sword, and those beasts could only be eliminated using aura.
Last year on the subjugation, Rosebelia nearly got caught by Gabriel ascending to the realm of a Swordmaster.
I must somehow handle the aura before leaving for the beast subjugation.
Otherwise, I could lose my life in the beast subjugation even before reaching the ending of the original story?
A sudden force in my hand closing the book raised a cloud of dust.
Coughing, I desperately waved my arm towards the air, but it was too late to stop the sneeze and cough that had begun.
Taking my frustration out on the book won’t change anything.
Holding back a sigh that had risen to the tip of my tongue, I soon stood up.
[Star Icon]Finally, the longawaited day has come. The day when Daisy and Ian meet for the first time, and the fate of Daisy’s unrequited love begins.
In the original work, Daisy, who was weak, fell ill during the eve feast, and could not go out until the festival ended.
Daisy’s father, Duke Eliazer, bought precious gemstones for the disappointed Daisy, and under the pretext of entrusting them to a designer, Daisy is allowed to go out for once.
The subsequent developments followed a typical flow.
After leaving the gemstones, Daisy gets separated from her maid and is surrounded by lowquality thugs, and Ian, who happens to be passing by, rescues Daisy, thus intertwining the two…
“Rose, why on earth did you come to the square?”
“Don’t nag, just watch.”
“How long do you want me to watch?”
I had said I was going out for lunch, and had been wandering around the square since the morning, but why couldn’t I see anything? This is definitely the right area.
“Wait a bit longer… Edwin?”
My God, Edwin had disappeared without a trace.
Stupid Edwin, honestly.
Finally, a girl who I assumed was Daisy came into my sight, filled with anger as I looked around.
I could recognize her at first glance, perhaps because I was fond of the character. She looked exactly like I had imagined.
The original story was unfolding as expected. Three men who had been leering at Daisy from across the street were approaching Daisy, who was now alone.
Where the hell did he go without saying anything?
Did I get it wrong?
Was the dream where I saw Ian and Rosebelia Winters just a mere dream, and I can’t change the set original?
Is that why Edwin can’t appear?
Is Ian going to appear in this place and save Daisy eventually?
My mind was chaos. As I repeatedly struggled with confusion and uncertainty, I anxiously bit my lip.
Not only Edwin, but for some reason, I couldn’t see Ian either.
If Ian shows up here, the original will be repeated…
Daisy will have Ian, Edwin will have Daisy.
Their painful unrequited love will repeat.
“He’s cute.”
“If you knew who I am, you would regret being rude to me right now.”
“Regret? Do you even know who we are?”
“We are people who only look forward. If we run away with you like this, what are you going to do about it?”
But what are they saying right now?
“Wow, if you want something…”
“What you want? If I ask you to buy a palace, will you buy a palace? Who can’t say such hollow words?”
“If you lay a finger on me, my family won’t let it go.”
“What family? How great is this family? Shall we at least hear the name?”
Daisy’s face turned red with shame at the man’s taunting.
Leaving aside whether Ian or Edwin intervenes, I decided I couldn’t watch any longer and secretly approached them from behind.
“To only look forward, that’s quite admirable.”
Just as the most ruggedlooking man tried to grab Daisy’s wrist, I quickly approached and aimed the tip of my sword at the back of the man’s neck.
When the man fell, the skinny man next to him turned around in a panic.
“What, what?”
“It would be good to look behind you sometimes.”
I struck the back of the neck of the man who was fumbling around his waist in a hurry.
As the man fell, foaming at the mouth, the man with a long scar under his eye swung his sword at me.
“Who are you?”
“Is that important now?”
I drew my sword, blocking Daisy.
Holding the wellforged tip of the sword down, I stood still. The man twisted his plump lips, then charged at me with his sword.
Clang.
The man looked blankly at his sword, which flew through the air without power as it hit mine.
“How, how…”
As I shrugged and approached, the man backed away with a terrified face.
The man who was looking around for an opportunity tried to run to the other side, but I struck the back of his neck again with the hilt of my sword.
“It’s troublesome if you run away.”
The three men were quickly taken down, and Daisy’s mouth dropped open. I looked down at Daisy, whose eyes had turned into those of a rabbit, and slowly felt my sanity returning.
So, what’s going on right now?
Even though I didn’t have Edwin save Daisy as I wanted, Ian, who was supposed to save Daisy in this place, didn’t appear, and I saved Daisy…
So, has the original changed?
It didn’t make sense for a long time. I’ll think about it calmly after getting out of here…
Huh? Why isn’t my body moving?
“Excuse me…”
When I looked down, I saw a hand holding my cloak.
Raising my gaze a little, I saw soft light brown hair and purple eyes.
Wow, it’s really Daisy.
“Yes?”
“Thank you for helping me.”
Daisy is talking to me!
“You’re welcome. Now, I must…”
“May I ask for your name, sir knight?”
“I’m just a passerby.”
“Your swordsmanship doesn’t seem to be of a mere passerby. Could you be a knight from the White Knight Order?”
Looking into his dazzling eyes, I felt something.
Something was terribly wrong.
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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