The sound of the bonfire crackling and the lovers’ breathing mixed with the cold night air.
For a moment, Rukna’s mind went blank as she embraced Matian’s back, muttering that they shouldn’t do this anymore, that this was the last time.
As he clenched his teeth tightly, the jaw muscles stood out fiercely.
It was unclear whether Rukna’s words meant the relationship or the end of their rapture. So he delved into her most intimate place.
The deeper he penetrated, the more he thought he could see her hidden true feelings.
In the end, she burst into tears.
Unable to bear seeing those precious drops fall to the ground, Matian kissed her eyes and swallowed the transparent teardrops.
Every time her sharp nails clawed down his back, trying to stop him, he gently soothed her until he finally lost control and claimed her.
The intense heat burned longer than the bonfire, and it was only at dawn that Rukna could fall into a proper sleep.
Matian brushed back his sweat-soaked hair and looked down at his sleeping lover.
His swollen desire pleaded with him that it was not enough, but to him, Rukna’s rest was more precious.
“What can I do to make you not push me away?”
And how long will it take for my longing heart for you to be fulfilled?
‘Somehow I have an uneasy premonition that this is the last chance.’
As if he had repeated his life countless times to meet her, this moment felt blissfully happy, yet also worn out and impatient.
Matian kissed her sweaty forehead and prayed fervently.
For this war to end safely. So that a future where he could fully devote his heart to her would come.
He desperately wished for it.
[This is the timeline separator]Matian kept his promise to Rukna.
After safely escorting her to the central supply base, he prepared to turn his horse’s head towards the western front.
“Please don’t get hurt.”
Rukna poured her holy power into the sacred artifact he wore around his neck.
She nagged him to wear only one instead of the three different necklaces, but to no avail.
“The sacred artifact made by my beloved priestess is quite effective.”
He stubbornly refused to remove even one of them.
On anyone else, it would have looked ridiculous, like some neighborhood playboy.
But his handsome features easily pulled off even the dangling sacred artifacts around his neck.
Rather, seeing this, the surrounding knights started wearing multiple sacred artifacts just like him.
And so Matian left for the western front, said to be the most treacherous.
Rukna watched his back until it became a small dot and disappeared, then moved to find her role.
The central military camp where she was located was adjacent to the Golden Plains.
As the land’s ether weakened due to the contamination of the seeds of life, the Golden Plains, once the granary of the empire, had become a region frequently inhabited by demons and was now a supply base.
‘It seems the seeds of life Aaron and I planted did not have much effect.’
If her power had been a bit greater, perhaps the Golden Plains would not have deteriorated so much.
Lost in somewhat negative thoughts, Jerome added.
“If the gnomes had not held out, the empire would have collapsed.”
“What?”
“The new lord, Count Aaron Nouman, is desperately protecting the Golden Plains.”
They never let go of their hammers and plows.
Without them, more than half of the imperial citizens would have starved to death in this chaos.
“New sprouts have emerged from the seeds of life. Without them, the gnomes would have lost hope too.”
Jerome explained as he stacked the washed patient gowns on Rukna’s hands.
‘Yes, that’s right. I was of some help.’
Her heart heavy, she bowed her head deeply.
“Priestess Rukna? Are you ill?”
“Ah, no. Today, we only need to purify and bless the wounded, right?”
Rukna asked, hiding her reddened eyes behind the pile of patient gowns she was holding.
“You also need to prescribe elixirs there.”
“Every day is really busy.”
“It’s because this area has suffered a lot of damage.”
The eastern frontier was guarded by the elves and the Dawn Knights, the north by the royal mages and the tamer alliance, and the south by the technology-armed dwarves.
As the relatively weaker western front collapsed, refugees and the wounded flocked to the center, and demons also followed their procession, growing in number and attacking this place.
That’s why the gnomes defending the Golden Plains were truly remarkable, Jerome praised them once more.
“That’s why you came to assist me, Priestess Rukna. Come to think of it, is His Holiness doing well?”
“You ask me four days after I arrived here.”
“Actually, I’m not curious.”
“Haha, he was grumbling that he misses you, Jerome.”
At those words, Jerome inwardly felt pleased, saying “Oh? Me?” but then narrowed his eyes and asked, “Could it be… that he’s fasting and praying?”
“How did you know?”
“He only seeks me out when he’s irritable. That temper of his, really, oh dear.”
After venting his complaints about his superior, Jerome half-heartedly repented, saying “I confess my sins.”
“I forgive you.”
Rukna made the sign of the cross with the patient gowns in hand, playing along.
The two high-fived each other and returned to their respective workplaces. On the battlefield, both repentance and forgiveness were swift.
[This is the timeline separator]Rukna headed to the ward. Her assigned task for the day was to purify the patients’ wounds, apply medicine, and wrap them in bandages.
“You’re pretty, young priestess.”
A soldier who had lost one leg below the knee chuckled at Rukna while lying on the hospital bed.
She silently changed the soiled bandages.
“I felt it last time too, but being purified by your holy power feels the best among all the priests.”
“……”
“With your touch, it seems like even my severed leg would grow back. Can’t you touch my other leg too?”
The surrounding patients burst into giggles at his mischievous joke.
“Heh heh, stop it. You’ll make the priestess cry.”
“Right. Didn’t a female priest run out crying last time?”
“I complimented her because she’s pretty. It’s fine, right, Priestess?”
“I suppose so. It seems you need additional purification due to severe contamination……”
Having finished the treatment, Rukna lifted the soldier’s sword, sheath and all. Then she swung her arm widely towards the air.
Swish! The sound of cutting through the wind was ominous. I’m not dead yet. She looked down at the soldier with an expressionless face.
“Which leg did you say needed my touch?”
“Eek!”
The soldier, who had been making vulgar jokes, turned pale and curled up both his legs.
Confirming that his knee and hip joints moved well, Rukna poked his wound with the hilt of the sword as if it were absurd.
“You move well. You can be discharged tomorrow.”
Hey, don’t forget to remove this bed tomorrow! Rukna called out to the male priests carrying the luggage and moved to the next bed.
‘Right now, Matian must be playing hero to protect the likes of them.’
A sigh escaped naturally. Although she was also a descendant of the saint……
“I should just throw it all away.”
She wanted to toss everything aside.
But wait, did she just say her thoughts out loud?
Rukna looked around. The patients were lying neatly in their beds at attention, their eyes wide open.
‘Strangely, there’s no one to attend to.’
Rukna stepped out of the ward tent. Thanks to the patients behaving well, she was less fatigued than the day before.
Rukna looked up at the sky. A faint crescent moon was vaguely visible above the bluish evening sky.
Matian, are you looking at that moon right now too?
“Teacher, what are you thinking about?”
Just then, some children approached and spoke to Rukna.
They were children who had lost their parents on the battlefield. After teaching them to read and write a little each night, they now called her teacher instead of priestess.
“I wasn’t thinking about anything.”
“Liar. You were smiling so happily!”
“That’s right, that’s right! You were thinking of something delicious, weren’t you?”
“Yes, actually I was thinking about freshly baked bread.”
“I knew it. You had a look that really craved bread!”
The children laughed and whispered to each other that they should get cornmeal from the gnomes’ village tomorrow.
But teacher! One child clung to Rukna’s leg.
“What will you be when you grow up, teacher?”
The child asked, saying Maya’s dream was to be a doctor and Jay would become a prosecutor.
“Me? I’m already all grown up.”
“Huh?”
The children exchanged glances. Among them, a girl with pigtails widened her eyes.
“Teacher Rukna, you’ve already grown up?”
“Oh no! I guess Rukna grew up to become Rukna.”
The children made sad faces and fidgeted their feet.
Watching them, Rukna silently stretched the corners of her mouth wide. Somehow, it was a slightly sorrowful day.
[This is the timeline separator]“Priestess Rukna!”
A young priest sought her out.
Rukna, who had been washing bloody bandages, raised her head while blowing on her cold-swollen hands.
What’s the matter? The priest’s expression did not look good.
“The children have disappeared!”
“What?”
“Maya, Jay, and Colin. They said they were going to get cornmeal, but they haven’t been seen for a while now.”
“Where did they go?”
“They only said they were going to a nearby gnome village…… Priestess!”
Rukna grabbed a sword that was lying askew nearby and quickly left the military camp.
The vicinity of the military camp, which the priests purified every day, was safe, but demons could appear on the way to the gnome village.
‘It’s because of what I said yesterday.’
The offhand remark that she craved bread was the source of the trouble. Rukna rode her horse to the nearest village.
It took less than 20 minutes on horseback to reach the village.
The children must have walked for over an hour. If lucky, they would arrive around the same time.
‘When did this village become like this?’
The village she arrived at was in ruins. To think that a village close to the military base camp was attacked without a sound. What on earth happened?
“Maya, Jay, Colin!”
Rukna called out the children’s names and drew her sword. Then she heard groaning sounds from under a collapsed house.
Rukna rushed over there. The children, pale as a sheet, were trapped under a collapsed roof.
“Heavens! Hold on. I’ll save you.”
Fortunately, none of the children seemed to be injured. Rukna removed the thick wooden pillars one by one, nagging all the while.
But the children’s reaction was strange.
The children, terrified, were holding their index fingers to their lips, signaling Rukna to be quiet.
“Why are you doing that? What’s there?”
“Be quiet, teacher!”
At that moment, a chilling sensation was felt behind her back.
When the male lead is punished by carrying the female lead’s child and having periods like a woman
“I’ve given birth to two children for you, yet you still think about him.
Was I nothing but his substitute to you from beginning to end?”
Synopsis:
Meng Huan, a scumbag who has dated countless girlfriends, transmigrates to a female-dominated country.
Day 1: Whether it’s female dominance or not doesn’t matter. The beauties here are passionate and amorous. Isn’t it easier to date them than in modern times?
Day 2: After a night, Meng Huan discovers the differences in the female-dominated world. Men here actually have chastity locks and menstrual cycles. This hinders his ability to perform, damn it!
Day 3: What’s wrong with sleeping around? I don’t want you to marry me. I’m meant to be a playboy. I don’t care about male virtues… What? You want to drown me in a pig cage? Marry, I’ll marry!
Day N: Meng Huan inexplicably vomits and receives the shocking news of his life… He’s pregnant.
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