Matian’s fingers stopped in midair and he immediately took the letter.
〈Don’t worry, I’ll be away for a while. I’m really sorry for not getting my diploma.〉
It was definitely Rukna’s handwriting. Matian read the letter intently with his azure eyes, over and over again.
She even left a note to the school nurse apologizing for suddenly disappearing. Why was she so sorry about everything?
Matian brushed up his bangs that had fallen below his forehead, irritation welling up.
“Does Rukna have any other place to rely on?”
“No. Rukna has no family or relatives. Only, solely me. Sob!”
“Only you, young lady?”
Matian stared at Perta Golden, who was very much alive.
There was something fishy about Giselle’s words and actions, saying that Rukna had only her even though her blood relative was clearly present.
It would be too much of a stretch to say she smelled like a kindred spirit.
“Rukna will show up again. She swore to always stay by my side!”
“Well. I can’t allow that.”
“What did you just say?”
“It’s nothing. Please inform me when Rukna reappears.”
“Why should I?”
Giselle lifted her face that had been buried in a handkerchief and glared at Matian.
Her gaze, looking at him with a face stained by smudged eye makeup, was so eerie that even Perta gasped, looking at his own bloodline.
“As the student council president, it’s only natural for me to ensure the safety of the students, young lady.”
“You didn’t even care when Rukna ran out of school in distress last time.”
“That… I am sorry about that.”
“If you’re sorry, then please stop caring about her.”
With those words, a round magic circle appeared under the tea table.
Although it was magic learned from a tutor, her skills were considerable, befitting the Golden bloodline. It was just her misfortune that her opponent was Matian.
“I apologize once again.”
He thrust the blue aura-enveloped sheath into the magic circle with a thud. The shimmering magic circle immediately dissipated and vanished into dust.
Giselle, hit by the magical rebound, clutched her chest. Matian smiled at her without a hint of guilt.
“I have no intention of stopping my interest in Rukna from now on, young lady.”
[This is the timeline separator]The sacred forest densely lined with araucaria trees.
A knight was rapidly riding between the trees, constantly kicking the horse’s flank.
He relentlessly drove the horse to the grand castle at the edge of the forest and handed the letter he had kept in his chest to the chief steward.
The strict-looking chief steward checked the sender and started running to the office, as if losing his composure.
As soon as he knocked on the office door and was granted entry, he hurriedly entered the room, unlike his usual cold demeanor.
“I heard the capital is in turmoil these days, did a war really break out? Why are you making such a fuss?”
The Grand Duke Wiegratz reprimanded the chief steward while looking at the report about monsters swarming the frontier.
“T-This is even more shocking news.”
“What?”
Only then did the Grand Duke’s gaze turn to the chief steward.
His rough face had a completely different atmosphere from Matian’s. The only resemblance to his eldest son was his blue eyes and black hair.
“Young master Matian s-sent a letter!”
Matian. After a second of silence upon hearing the name he hadn’t heard in so long, the Grand Duke belatedly stood up from his seat.
The Grand Duchess, who was making tea at the side table, did the same.
Their eldest son, who hadn’t visited even once since entering school until now when he was about to graduate, and not even during seasonal breaks… sent a letter?
The Grand Duke and Duchess, who had to learn through the family’s informants that he had become the owner of the Holy Sword, turned pale.
The Grand Duke hastily tore open the letter the steward handed him. Worrying that it might be a will or a notice of his passing, his face soon filled with bewilderment.
“I-Is this really from Matian?”
The Grand Duke checked the sender again and read the short letter over and over.
The Grand Duchess, growing anxious, tugged at her husband’s sleeve.
“What does it say? Please tell me. Is Matian hurt? Or is it even worse news?”
“Matian is asking to mobilize the ‘Dawn Knights’.”
The Dawn Knights. They were a kind of special force made up of the most skilled swordsmen among the ducal family’s private soldiers, serving the legendary hero Wiegratz.
“…Pardon?”
“He’s asking to find a woman.”
“A-A woman?”
The Grand Duchess covered her mouth with both hands. Oh my, had her son finally awakened to love?
“W-Who is it?”
At the Grand Duchess’ question, the Grand Duke dismissed the servants in the office. And he began a secretive story in a low voice.
“It seems Closet’s daughter is alive.”
Rukna Closet. The Grand Duke muttered the name written in the letter.
“What do you mean? Kyle’s daughter is alive?”
“I find it hard to believe too, but Matian wouldn’t lie. That boy is sensitive to holy power, so he couldn’t mistake Closet’s bloodline.”
“Oh, heavens!”
The Grand Duchess sobbed, covering her face with her hands. Then the Grand Duke embraced her shoulders and patted her.
“God has not forsaken us.”
The Grand Duke immediately opened the office window.
And when he whistled, two Dawn Knights who had been lurking outside swiftly entered through the adjacent window.
“You called, Your Grace?”
“From now on, you will search for a woman. Her name is Rukna Closet. The last bloodline of Saint Closet and the noble woman who will become the lady of this family.”
[This is the timeline separator]Matian wasn’t the only one anxious about Rukna’s disappearance.
“Where the hell did this kid go?”
Bolton grumbled as he cleaned up the broken flowerpot pieces.
It was a trace of the Red Eagle’s intrusion this morning.
Currently, he was tidying up Rukna’s room, which the intruder had made a mess of, along with Aaron.
They had to do this so that Rukna wouldn’t be startled and run away again upon seeing her room when she returned.
Aaron picked up a pen nib that had fallen on the floor and placed it on the desk, replying.
“Who knows. Maybe she left school, as Matian said.”
He had wanted to personally tell Rukna the news that Mela Chamber had safely returned home.
He was going to tell her that a sprout might emerge from the seed of life they had planted together.
Aaron took out 1 rouble from his pocket and placed it on Rukna’s desk.
He wanted to properly fill the amount of her body price that had been cut in the Golden Plains.
Whenever he bargained down a price, he felt satisfied, but thinking about her wages that he hadn’t paid properly, he just felt uncomfortable as if a fish bone was stuck in his throat.
He hoped she would smile while looking at this 1 rouble. And he hoped she would see him, who had kept his promise, a little more admirably.
“What are you doing, Aaron?”
“Paying back money.”
“You borrowed money? You?”
“……”
“I can’t believe it, but put that away. It’s ominous.”
“Are you saying my money is unpleasant now?”
“Yeah, dude! I’m already troubled because that fool disappeared, but this feels like giving money to a dead person!”
“Ha. It’s my fault for trying to talk to a guy with muscles for brains.”
Aaron threatened that he would kill Bolton if he touched this money, and finished tidying the room.
“Where did those club members who used to adore Rukna go? They should help at a time like this.”
“The strange thing is, Aaron, some of them have forgotten Rukna Golden.”
“…What?”
Aaron turned to look at Bolton.
“Not just them. Some of our classmates can’t remember Rukna Golden at all. As if someone erased her existence.”
Bolton added that he was also gradually losing memories of Rukna.
“Where’s Matian? Does he know about this?”
“He was called to the principal’s office. He’s been weird since becoming the owner of the Holy Sword.”
“It might be because of Rukna Golden, not the Holy Sword.”
Did that guy already know Rukna was a girl?
Aaron recalled Matian, who had been particularly attentive to Rukna for some time.
Little things like glancing back at Rukna who had brushed past him in the hallway, or following his gaze as he blankly stared out the window to see Rukna walking across campus.
As his train of thought continued, Aaron remembered the scene of him and her planting the seed of life together in the Golden Plains.
〈Honey, we’ll have a bumper crop this fall too!〉
Of course, Rukna had never said such a thing, but he ended up imagining her kissing his cheek with a big smile.
You crazy bastard. Go die.
Aaron muttered to himself and hit his forehead with the hammer he was holding.
Each time, a cute barley sprout popped up between the strands of his bangs. It seemed sprouts grew well since his head was full of crap.
“Aaron? A sprout just sprouted from your head? Are you planning to harvest this fall?”
“…Noums don’t take humans as companions anyway.”
“C-Companion? Me? Don’t say such creepy things!”
Not only Rukna and Matian, but now Aaron too! Were fatally nice bodies meant for men, not women?
Bolton covered his upper body with both arms and watched Aaron warily.
Ignoring Bolton’s reaction, Aaron plucked the sprout that had grown from his head and threw it on the floor.
“Sigh, I should go study at the library.”
“At a time like this?”
“Unlike you, an alchemist, I have to take the elite course, you know?”
“What elite course are you talking about when you said your dream was to be a corrupt judge?”
“I changed my mind a bit. I’ll change the imperial law.”
Looking at the 1 rouble left on the desk, Aaron decided to become a high-ranking judge who could put a knife to the imperial law.
If this military academy started accepting women equally, Rukna would also be able to easily cross the school gate to retrieve that 1 rouble.
[This is the timeline separator]“You’ve become the owner of the Holy Sword now. Shouldn’t you work even harder then, Matian Wiegratz?”
The principal took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes.
He was currently overwhelmed with the flood of work to handle.
Monsters suddenly started appearing in the capital, and the Red Eagle infiltrated the school.
The vice president, Chad, had gone missing while carrying out his disciplinary punishment, and the imperial family was secretly investigating him.
Someone had confidentially reported that Chad was the leader of the Red Eagle.
In the midst of all this, even Matian, whom he had trusted without a doubt, was out of sorts.
“Next week is the graduation ceremony. As the student representative, you must flawlessly fulfill your role, no?”
“Am I not doing so?”
Matian answered confidently with a bright smile.
Seeing that expression, the principal grew even more tired.
He knew Matian was searching the capital day and night like catching a criminal, yet he told such an obvious lie with a smiling face.
“The graduation ceremony will proceed without a hitch, Principal.”
“That would be fortunate.”
Considering the grim public sentiment, even the graduation party had been canceled and only a small-scale graduation ceremony was being held.
The principal hoped the graduation ceremony could be completed without any incidents.
“What about the favor I asked of you?”
“The favor you asked?”
“I mean Rukna’s graduation diploma.”
Cold Male Lead Became My Clingy Husband (Female-Dominant)
Feng Bai Su transmigrated into a matriarchal novel, becoming the sister of the female protagonist and the Seventh Princess of the Feng Ling Kingdom.
After working herself to death in her previous life, finally reincarnating as a princess, she only wanted to be a lazy fish who could eat, sleep, and play.
Until she met the male protagonist from the book, Wei Jing Mo, and he took a liking to her!
Wei Jing Mo is the top young man in Feng Ling City, talented in both appearance and ability, from a prestigious family, with a cold and otherworldly appearance, a figure like the bright moon in the hearts of noble ladies. It was thought that only the most powerful and talented noble lady in Feng Ling City would be worthy of such a brilliant young man. Who knew that this young gentleman would secretly admire the infamous Seventh Princess?
Short scene 1:
Feng Bai Su looked at the young man crying like a pear blossom in the rain before her, and couldn’t help but doubt her life.
Wasn’t the male lead described as a cold and otherworldly figure in the book?
Then who was this poor little thing crying with swollen red eyes and tear-stained face?
Short scene 2:
Wei Jing Mo stared intently at Feng Bai Su who was about to go out, wanting to say, “Be careful on the road.”
Before he could speak, Feng Bai Su suddenly bent down and bit his cheek.
Her peach blossom eyes were full of disdain: “Tsk! You’re so clingy!”
Wei Jing Mo: “…”
A talented fox spirit female lead with a flirtatious appearance but actually abstinent VS A cold-looking but actually naive and clingy little jealous male lead
