And she moved to the bustling capital.
She rented a small room near an apothecary and resumed practicing alchemy, which she had given up.
Though she couldn’t see, with help from the apothecary owner she could produce simple healing potions.
Then one day, as if struck by lightning, her mind’s eye opened to the pinnacle of alchemy.
This was a sixth sense that penetrated the essence of all substances, not actually allowing her to see but to grasp the fundamental state of people and materials.
‘After losing everything, true enlightenment comes.’
Thanks to that, she was able to successfully create the golden elixir that she had failed countless times in the past.
Despite its name, it had a red color.
‘The philosopher’s stone wasn’t necessary from the beginning.
The golden elixir could only be made by seeing the whole picture, not clinging to one thing.’
The result was crude due to lack of proper equipment, but it was still a success.
Then she heard about the health teacher recruitment and was able to be hired as a teacher with the enthusiastic recommendation of the apothecary owner.
There, Gail used the golden elixir she made on injured cadets.
Although it was diluted just enough not to reveal the elixir’s true nature, its effects appeared very slowly.
Some called her a quack and others mocked her as a red medicine believer, but Gail didn’t mind much.
As long as they recovered safely, even if slowly. Of course, the cadets would think it was natural healing.
And a few years later, Gail met Rukna who had enrolled in the military academy.
When Rukna, dressed as a boy, hesitantly entered the infirmary, Gail almost burst into tears.
‘Sending Rukna to a boys’ school means the Red Eagle’s surveillance has been quite persistent until now.’
How much that small child must have suffered.
That child who feels like a pure white light.
With that, Gail hugged Rukna tightly.
Rukna felt uncomfortable with this, but what could be done?
Just as Madam Closet said, fate had truly brought them together like this. That fate had made her live on again. Gail was simply moved.
So Gail diligently treated Rukna whenever she visited the infirmary.
When she came crying after being beaten by someone, it felt like her blood was boiling, but she waited and supported Rukna to overcome it on her own.
She hoped Rukna wouldn’t be as weak as her past self.
‘That kid was like a wildflower. By graduation, they became so dependable.’
Gail smiled contentedly as she reminisced about the past.
How proud she was of Rukna who had grown enough to fight the Red Eagle.
‘Fritz, what decision did you make after seeing my gift?’
Though she could somewhat predict the outcome, Gail rubbed her face dry while hoping for the slim chance.
That you could dream of a new future abandoning black magic after seeing the divorce papers and philosopher’s stone.
That you started researching the golden elixir again from the beginning with the woman you liked.
‘Seeing that I still hope for you to live properly, you cruel man… I guess my love is quite persistent too.’
If you hadn’t filled my vase with dandelions every day, if you hadn’t patted my frustrated back, if the scores you always gave me weren’t so terribly low, could I have not loved you?
‘I’m really going to stop now.’
Gail bowed her head deeply and bid farewell to the love she had nurtured alone for 20 years.
That way she could remain composed in front of the news of you that would soon arrive.
At that time, she wanted to try not to fall, just as you had taught her.
That was the utmost respect she could show before your ashes that Rukna would bring.
[This is the timeline separator]The cadets who resolved the incident returned to school.
As soon as the cliché medal awarding ceremony ended, Rukna visited the infirmary.
Though there was so much to tell Teacher Gail, as soon as she stood in front of the infirmary door, her throat closed up.
‘How do I tell Teacher Gail the news that her husband died horribly?’
How to say that he tore up and burned the divorce papers on the spot, that he was having an affair with another woman, and that he tried to poison the Grand Sage?
As Rukna stood in front of the door hesitating and groaning for a while, it was then.
“Why are you standing there instead of coming in, Rukna.”
Teacher Gail opened the infirmary door herself and greeted Rukna.
“I-I’m back, teacher.”
Rukna awkwardly followed the teacher into the infirmary.
“Why such a sad face when I’m seeing you after so long?”
“Um, teacher.”
“Yes?”
“Your husband… has passed away.”
“Haha, it’s okay. I expected it.”
Gail brushed off the news with a bitter smile. As expected, Fritz must not have been able to let go of his greed.
“He was swept up in black magic and ended up in such a state that even his ashes couldn’t be retrieved.”
“…I see.”
This was unexpected.
She had planned to bury his ashes on a hill where dandelions bloomed and say goodbye when they arrived. But you cruelly left in the worst possible way, not even giving a chance for a final farewell.
“I’m sorry, teacher.”
“That’s not something you should apologize for, Rukna. I’m just glad you returned safely. Are you hurt anywhere?”
Gail reached out both hands and felt Rukna’s face and arms.
When she found wounds with scabs, she carefully applied the red medicine.
“Why did Teacher Gail marry such a bad person?”
“Haha, did he seem bad?”
“Yes. He was greedy and only acted arrogant while scoring others. He told me I was a 30-pointer.”
At those words, Gail burst out laughing.
“I think I even liked that about him back then. A man who gave generous scores only to me.”
Back then, she was a greenhorn who held back for fear that her squeezed-out best would only be worth 70 points, so she desperately clung to the scores he gave her each day.
Of course, now she knew that only she could score herself.
“I guess I have no eye for men. Now I can’t see anything at all, let alone men, so it’s a big problem. I shouldn’t even dream of remarrying.”
Alright, all done. Gail finished the treatment and held both of Rukna’s hands tightly.
“It must have been hard, but thank you for fulfilling my request, Rukna.”
“It was nothing.”
As Rukna scratched her head and turned to leave, she suddenly noticed the trash can next to the desk.
The dandelion flower bookmark that Teacher Gail cherished was thrown away there. Ah, come to think of it…
“By the way, teacher. There was one peculiar thing. Your husband’s desk drawer was full of dried dandelion flowers.”
“…Is that so? I guess they were experimental materials.”
“I see. Well, I’ll be going then, teacher.”
“Alright, take care. Get some rest.”
And so Rukna left the infirmary.
After closing the door and taking a couple of steps, she thought she heard sobbing from beyond the door, but Rukna clenched her fists and returned to the dormitory.
[This is the timeline separator]Arriving at the dormitory building, Rukna blankly stared up at the demon war mural painted on the first floor.
The sight of three heroes and brave knights desperately fighting against demons was dynamic.
‘High Bisbi, am I really the last descendant of the saint?’
«Repeating the same question for the ninth time in a row. The great holy sword suspects its master of dementia.»
‘I just can’t believe it. Don’t make such a fuss just because I asked the same question a few times.’
If so, this body seemed to have a more significant role in the story than initially expected.
Just like that saint in the mural enthusiastically beating up demons.
‘But now that I look at it, the mural is strange.’
Only now did she realize that among the various figures, only Saint Closet’s face had no features.
‘Is it an egg ghost or what?’
She felt unnecessarily upset, as if this body’s ancestor had been disrespected by the painter.
The face of Hero Wiegratz was also blurry, but that was because someone had played a prank, not because it was missing from the start.
As she was appreciating the mural, cadets returning to the dormitory soon filled the lobby with a noisy atmosphere and the smell of sweat.
Ugh, Rukna thought she should return to her room while covering her nose, when.
“Which damned bastard is giving off a bad smell to Lady Rukna!”
Hans, who had clapped the loudest at the medal ceremony, approached Rukna with a frown.
‘It’s you. Your smell is the worst, you jerk.’
Rukna faced Hans with a disgusted expression.
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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