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Carlos was emitting an aura as if he would kill someone. One step, another step. Everyone was tense.

But even before Lucas, Carlos took care of Mercedes first. The emperor knelt on one knee on the floor, met his woman’s eyes, and opened his mouth with worry-filled eyes.

Of course, his voice was inevitably seething.

“Mel, are you okay?”

Mercedes thought that all that was left was to return home until Carlos walked over. But at that moment when the nickname popped out, she couldn’t help but be startled.

“I’m… fine.”

She answered slowly. Carlos frowned heavily, looking at the wound hidden by the dress. He didn’t seem to be aware that he had called her by a nickname.

That’s right. Carlos didn’t do it intentionally.

He, being quick-witted, instantly understood the whole situation. Even the fact that Mercedes had to inflict the injury on herself.

That’s why he was angry, and as he lost his reason, the nickname that he had only harbored inside and rolled around in his mouth popped out.

“Your Majesty, please stand up. You’re kneeling on the floor…”

Mercedes spoke to Carlos carefully, feeling strange.

“Your knees don’t matter when you’re hurt.”

Carlos spat out the words and embraced her shoulders. Then he thought it was strange.

Her cold body should make him calm down when touched, but why did it make him angrier? He couldn’t control it.

“Let’s return immediately. You need to see the royal physician. No, no. It will take too long. Does the Viscount of Somerset not have a physician?”

Carlos never shouted.

Nevertheless, his voice rang out majestically and seemed to overwhelm everyone. The Viscount of Somerset hurried over and bowed his head.

“Our physician is not in residence. But he will be here in 30 minutes.”

“Just do the emergency treatment. Give us a room. We will return right after the treatment.”

“Yes, yes. Your Majesty. So- sorry.”

“Where is it? Right now… No. Wait a moment.”

Carlos tried to lift Mercedes up like that, but straightened his knees, stood up, and approached Lucas.

“You touched the empress.”

“Ah, Your Ma- jesty. Seeing the Sun of the Empire…”

Lucas, overwhelmed and startled by the murderous energy, tried to greet him with courtesy in a daze.

“Put that rubbish away.”

Carlos’s right hand, much larger than the knight’s, grabbed his shoulder.

Actually, to be precise, it was closer to his collar. Lucas’s shoulders up to his cravat were dragged into his large hand.

Carlos spread his remaining hand wide as if he was about to throw a punch right away, then clenched it again.

“The empress is a member of the imperial family. A person who even received knighthood wounded the empress. You know, right? Since you are someone who took the knight’s oath. What will happen to you.”

Then he continued in a chilling voice.

“Your Ma- jesty! I am being wronged. I did nothing. I have danced the waltz enough to be familiar with it. But there’s no way it could have turned out like that! That, that is a self-inflicted wound!”

“The probability that someone familiar with dancing and with a trained body deliberately made the empress like that. The probability that the extremely delicate empress could be so persistent as to make her own feet like that. Which one would you bet on if you were me?”

Carlos smiled eerily.

“Moreover, didn’t you suddenly bring up the empress’s attitude? If it’s as you say, it means a promiscuous woman who tried to seduce you and throw herself into a man’s arms suddenly inflicted a wound on her own feet. Does all of this make sense?”

“That, that is.”

“Even if you bet on the latter, you should never set foot in a gambling house. You’ll lose your entire fortune.”

Carlos’s voice as he said that resembled that of a beast.

The emperor was heavily mocking Lucas. And the nobles inwardly agreed.

A person feels pain even if just the tip of a finger is torn off incorrectly, so how can she make her own feet like that?

Moreover, Mercedes, whom they had seen so far, was infinitely delicate and innocent. She may have been able to endure for the gentleman as she was strict about etiquette, but to directly inflict such a wound on herself! It was impossible.

Rather, it was amazing that she endured for the gentleman’s sake.

Actually, come to think of it, these things were common at banquets. Shy maidens would often lightly fall into the arms of gentlemen they admired, using dancing as an excuse.

Isn’t that not such a lewd act? She didn’t call him out separately to a dark place and commit adultery. Isn’t it also a gentleman’s duty to overlook it appropriately?

It became a bit of a big deal because Mercedes is the empress, but was there a need to publicly criticize her like that?

“Your Majesty! I…”

“Shall I recite the knight’s oath you took when you were appointed? Since you have already dedicated your life to me, we can start with that. Sir Lucas.”

At Carlos’s words, calmly furious, Lucas’s already pale face turned even more pale.

“Your Majesty, I never harmed Her Majesty the Empress. This is just a happening! If you talk with Her Majesty the Empress, there will be parts that were misunderstood.”

Misunderstood?

Even the nobles couldn’t help but sneer at Lucas’s rebuttal. Lucas was the one who started it first.

“Haha. It seems to me that it was a happening that you started. Am I wrong? There are many witnesses here, so shall I ask anyone?”

Light flashed in Carlos’s dark eyes.

“Your… Your Majesty.”

Lucas, who witnessed those eyes, thought that his grabbed shoulder hurt a lot, but was convinced that he would die if this continued.

“Apart from injuring her, you dared to make a member of the imperial family the subject of controversy, so it’s not enough even if you are sentenced to having your mouth torn. Right?”

The nobles, absorbed in Carlos’s voice, nodded their heads.

Lucas acted disgracefully as a man and a knight, and Mercedes was no longer like a fiancée. She was the empress. In other words, a member of the imperial family. So it was a deserved punishment.

“Or shall I cut off your leg, sir? Since a knight loyal to me wounded the empress’s leg. You should feel the same pain.”

The moment everyone was nodding their heads in agreement.

Mercedes intervened.

“Your Majesty. Don’t… don’t do that. I’m… fine.”

She knew this was a moment when she could improve her and Carlos’s image.

A cruel punishment, and through that, solidifying the existence of imperial power and the empress, is also good.

But if the emperor is a person who can listen to the wise and affectionate words of the empress and be magnanimous?

The nobles will respect them even more.

With the sole thought of stopping Carlos, she stood up from her seat, supported by the maids, thinking of what she had learned and observed.

Although the wound was tied with the maids’ handkerchiefs, blood had spread beyond the inner lining of the hem.

“Please be magnanimous. Ugh. I’m… fine.”

At those words, small exclamations flowed out among the nobles.

Despite that painful wound, and even after receiving humiliation, she has such a broad heart! At first, they thought she was a lowly seductress, but isn’t she fit to be a proper empress?

“Mel.”

Carlos, surprised that Mercedes had stood up, broke his expression and approached her, lifting her up.

Eyes that seemed to be in more pain than her, the injured one.

That was very effective.

The emperor’s sincere face that crumbled in an instant stirred the hearts of the nobles. They each whispered, saying oh my, goodness, with fluttering hearts.

It was a scene that made them think the empress and emperor were truly a couple who gave and received affectionate and wise love.

“The punishment for Sir Lucas will be decided later. Until then, be confined to your residence. Viscount Somerset, guide him to a room.”

The emperor urgently embraced the empress, and even pushed Lucas back before moving. Love and affection were felt.

“Yes, yes. Your Majesty!”

The viscount, who was looking at the blood-stained floor in the center of the banquet hall, wiped his sweat and called the butler.

He was bewildered as to why the perfectly prepared banquet had turned out like this.

The viscount gave the two the best guest room and returned to clean up the banquet hall.

Only Carlos and Mercedes were left in the room. Then, Mercedes’ face, which had been contorted with pain, rapidly calmed down and found its original appearance.

In front of Mercedes sitting on the sofa, Carlos knelt on one knee and carefully wrapped her foot.

“Your Majesty, you’re kneeling. Please get up…”

“That’s not what’s important right now. Mel. Are you okay? How… It must have hurt. Why did you do it directly.”

Carlos fumbled for words and examined her wound.

He had gone through battlefields, being stabbed with swords and beaten, but her wound looked unusually large to a strange degree. He, who had not cared even about people’s deaths…

Was it because of Mercedes’ attitude?

It was obviously a wound that could only be painful, but Mercedes didn’t seem to care about the pain at all. That made him guess the years she had spent. It also made him angry.

“…You knew that I inflicted the injury myself.”

“I saw it. I wanted to run to you right away. But it seemed you had a part you needed to handle, so I endured. I endured, and endured, and endured again. Like that, I really barely. Endured.”

His voice seethed lowly. It sounded sad somehow, and also angry.

Mercedes was not in pain. Perhaps the pain sensation was already numb. It was just, well.

It was strange that the man who had only been smiling as if he was drawn these days had a face that seemed to be crumbling.

This person is unpredictable.

Was it really love at first sight?

Does he love her?

Does he want to turn away from her, or help her?

So she had to ask impulsively.

“Just what. What are you thinking? What are your feelings?”

“…What?”

Carlos, who had been examining her ankle, raised his head. In boyish eyes, masculine lines. The beautiful face was looking puzzled.

“You turned away from me. You turned your back first, but now you’re hurting over my wound as if it’s your own.”

“Mel. That is.”

“Why are you calling me by a nickname? I can’t figure out your heart. Have you really fallen for me?”

Mercedes began to corner him as if she would release all her frustrations.

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My Ex-Girlfriend Is The Regent In The Female-dominant World (Male lead transmigrates to the matriarchal world)

Two years ago, Gu Sui picked up a homeless woman in ancient costume from the street.

Apart from occasionally claiming to be a princess from a female-dominant country due to illness, her figure, appearance, intelligence, and martial arts skills were impeccable.

Naturally evolving from roommates to girlfriends, as time went on, Gu Sui found it increasingly difficult to tolerate her queen syndrome.

“Mu Jiulu, can you stop controlling me inside and out? Let’s break up.”

Gu Sui made a breakup call, and since then, he couldn’t find any trace of her.

A year later, Gu Sui, who was planning to move, woke up the next day and found himself in a different place.

“Young Master, today is the day you choose your Wife-master through martial arts competition at Jade Dew Pavilion. Please get up quickly.”

Gu Sui: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?

As the only son of a general’s mansion in a female-dominant dynasty, the young empress personally issued a decree allowing Gu Sui to select his Wife-master through martial arts competition. Whoever could defeat him could marry him.

Gu Sui: “……”

He didn’t inherit the original owner’s martial prowess, so anyone could defeat him! And what the hell is a Wife-master?

Forced to come to Jade Dew Pavilion, the densely packed women below made Gu Sui’s agoraphobia act up, and his face was full of resistance.

Until he saw the Regent sitting on the second floor, with a smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes wicked and nonchalant.

Hmm… she looked a little familiar.

It turned out that the Regent also found him a little familiar.

Mu Jiulu fiddled with her bone clasp, her deep gaze locked on the man who was out of place in this world.

“Finally, I found you.”

Male transmigrates into female-dominant world

One-sentence summary: What goes around comes around, taking turns in the crematorium

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