After suffering for a while, Klot looked much sharper than before. Wearing glasses as sharp as his jawline, Klot stared at the princesses.
In the eyes of Klot, who looked down upon the princesses, who did nothing but wear fancy clothes and adorn themselves with expensive jewelry, there was a subtle sense of contempt.
Captivated by vanity, those pitiful princesses, who did nothing but wear glamorous clothes and lavish themselves with jewels, were the subject of Klot’s disdain. To him, they were pathetic figures.
Already attending classes several times, the princesses never wore the same dress twice. Like people obsessed with nothing but competitively buying dresses and jewelry, they appeared in class each time adorned from head to toe in different colors, fabrics, and types of jewelry.
Devoting time to these empty-headed princesses was the epitome of waste. If it weren’t for the Emperor’s command, Klot would never have taken charge of such a pathetic princesses’ class.
“Today, we have the honored Emperor of the Credion Empire…”
Klot’s words, starting the class with a stiff voice, suddenly stopped. The princesses, sensing something unusual, lifted their heads from their bowed positions and stared at Klot.
He, instead of continuing the class, was glaring at someone piercingly.
Following Klot’s gaze, the princesses slowly turned around. Klot was looking at Princess Stella.
Suddenly, when everyone in the classroom stared at her, Stella, feeling something was amiss, stood still, glancing nervously at this person and that person.
Among them, the most bewildering gaze was the sharp and threatening look of the history teacher, Klot, who seemed ready to seize and kill her at any moment.
Why is he like that? Did I make a mistake? Stella, unknowingly, began pondering from the moment she entered the Mugen Castle. However, no matter how much she thought about it, she couldn’t recall any mistakes or wrongdoings.
Ironically, it was the first time Stella had faced Klot since he mentioned her being unwell. After a moment of contemplation, Stella decided to dismiss the idea, thinking that perhaps Klot disliked her just like the other princesses, and it didn’t matter much.
Whether Klot liked her or not, the impact he had on her was insignificant. Anyway, she had to attend his classes as an obligation, and he mentioned having exams once every three months. Stella, who always enjoyed studying, felt a slight excitement at the thought of exams.
She had always wanted to attend the academy, but as an orphan, and even worse, as the daughter of a tavern owner who sold alcohol in the back alleys, there was no place that accepted her.
Throughout her life, she had lived like a neglected lamb left outside the fence, unable to belong to the aristocracy, nobility, or even the common people.
Stella soon shifted her gaze back to the book, trying her best to concentrate on the class as time passed quickly when focused. Despite Stella’s thoughts, Klot’s attention on her was for a different reason.
Isn’t that the outfit she wore on the first day of class?
Klot had an exceptional memory, almost bordering on extraordinary. Once he saw something, he never forgot. Whether it was a book, a person, an object, or a place.
Stella was not only wearing the same outfit but also the same jewelry as she did on the first day. Thanks to this, while the other princesses seemed to regard her with disdain, Klot felt a welcoming joy as if encountering a refreshing rain in a drought.
Stella’s perception that she was being scrutinized by him was merely due to her inherently sharp and striking impression.
Regardless of how others perceived her, the class was very interesting to Stella. She stood up with a sense of pride. That’s when Klot approached her.
“Princess Stella Rune Ovelit. Do you have a moment?”
“Yes? Oh… yes. What is it?”
Stella was caught off guard and stumbled over her words, as she had never considered Klot initiating a conversation with her.
“It seems this is not the place for discussion. May I visit the Verdura Castle for a moment?”
It was so sudden. Stella couldn’t fathom why he would visit the Verdura Castle out of the blue. However, since there was no justifiable reason to refuse, Stella could only nod her head.
“Yes, please do.”
Regardless of Klot’s emotions, Stella harbored no ill feelings towards him. To her, Klot was simply an amusing and somewhat appreciated but slightly cantankerous teacher who made classes interesting.
Where did the little ones go?
After finishing the class and leaving the Verdura Castle, Stella couldn’t find the Earth Fairies no matter how much she looked around.
“Princess, are you looking for someone?”
Milah, who had eagerly awaited Stella’s class to end, noticed Stella looking around distractedly and asked.
“No, it’s nothing. Oh, by the way, Teacher Klot will visit Verdura Castle shortly.”
“Teacher Klot Viantus?”
“Yeah.”
“Why would he…”
Even Milah, with an uncharacteristically blank expression, asked why Klot would visit. Stella couldn’t reveal what Milah didn’t know.
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 🙂
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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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