“Is this possible…?”
“She’s a dreadful woman. What can we do to resolve this situation?”
“We must expel her immediately.”
“Expulsion may not be enough. Her wickedness is contaminating this sacred land. We need to cleanse the wickedness with blood.”
“We should act swiftly. The drought may be worsening even now.”
“We must protect the priests.”
I must be dealt with before the pollution worsens. That was the public opinion of the tribunal.
While the tribunal’s role is to judge the sin, this was more like announcing the judgment after already deciding the sin.
All that remained was determining the punishment.
A permanent expulsion order or an extreme penalty like decapitation.
People murmured various things, and I just watched silently. I didn’t protest or express anger, dismissing it all as futile.
It was all pointless.
When I shouted that it wasn’t true, not like when I received the death penalty in my past life, no one listened, as I was already confirmed as a sinner.
‘Well, whatever.’
I neatly put away various thoughts.
‘If things proceed this quickly, there’s no chance to escape.’
The penalty would be beheading.
I would be sent to the gallows without any waiting time, and that would be the end of it. There would be no chance to escape.
But I had no intention of accepting death so meekly.
‘There are so many people wanting me dead, but I don’t want to give them what they want.’
Just like Aris.
A surge of power.
As I looked at the people discussing my final moments with serious faces, a smile appeared on my face.
Aris went beyond her limits to bring more rain and went berserk.
When you use power beyond your limits, you lose control and go berserk.
‘If I go berserk, I might not be unscathed either.’
Aris couldn’t regain her composure and turned into a maniac for a while.
If someone with more power than her, like me, went berserk, I had no idea what would happen.
“‘Berserk,’ are you in your right mind? You are already half a spirit. If you, who is half a spirit, explode with power, who knows what will happen!”
Tyrian, who seemed to read my thoughts, spun around me.
“I’ve been curious for a while, but when did you start reading my thoughts?”
“Since you came into contact with me. The power of the spirit becomes stickier the more it gathers. I am also a spirit. I started connecting with you, who is half a spirit.”
“Is that so.”
“Anyway, don’t indulge in useless thoughts.”
Tyrian stared at me seriously.
“You could die from your berserk.”
“Is it making you laugh again?”
“Stop unnecessary thoughts and plan for the future. Unlike me, you have the power to turn the situation around.”
Tyrian tried to convince me, staring directly into my eyes.
“Isn’t my berserk better for you?”
“What?”
“It can be revenge for the kingdom.”
Tyrian’s eyes hardened.
He was someone unable to escape the past, consumed by hatred.
“Even if I die, the kingdom will be submerged in water. Many humans will disappear.”
「…….」
“As you wish.”
Taking my gaze away from the silent Tyrian, I sighed inwardly.
‘I thought I had discovered the potential in my life this time.’
Meeting Giovanni, it was a shining potential. Although that light was fading, there was still one path—avenge the spirits.
That was the only thing I could do in my current situation.
While conversing with Tyrian, the judge rendered his verdict.
“The sinner Egregine is sentenced to beheading!”
He solemnly declared and struck the gavel.
Thump, thump, thump!
The gallows, seen after a long time, still felt eerie and sent shivers down my spine.
As I moved towards the execution platform, there was no chance to seize an opportunity.
I had attempted to break the escort carriage and escape, but on closer inspection, the inside of the seemingly wooden lattice had iron cores embedded.
After the futile attempt to escape, my thoughts turned back to ‘berserk.’
But after shedding one layer of anger, I hesitated, realizing that my life was at stake.
‘Ah, isn’t there any other way?’
Currently, the only thing I could use was this power.
‘When the power of the spirit exceeds a certain amount, even if I don’t actively seek, the spirit will come to me. Just like how the power of the dead priest was naturally absorbed by me.’
「That’s right.」
After saying it’s a good thing for you, Tyrian, who hadn’t uttered a word since then, responded after a long time.
Staring at him in silence, I turned my head.
At that moment, Tyrian’s low voice penetrated my ears.
“You are misunderstanding something.”
Executioners were preparing the gallows.
“My revenge is undoubtedly important.”
Staring at the blade of the guillotine that would painfully sever the sinner’s neck, I listened to Tyrian’s voice.
“But…”
Why was it so difficult to say?
Tyrian, who was usually straightforward and mostly blunt, struggled to speak unlike his usual self.
“It doesn’t mean that you are not important.”
Tyrian naturally knew that I was an essential existence. Wasn’t I the last hope revived in this land where the spirits disappeared?
“So it’s not like that!”
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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