I Received The Holy Sword By Dawn Delivery (4 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 10
Five minutes ago.
“We need to finalize the budget for this year’s graduation party now… Matian?”
Aaron, the treasurer, called out to Matian while walking down the hallway, explaining accounting details.
Matian suddenly stopped in his tracks and turned to stare at Chad, who was yawning behind him.
“Chad, were you in charge of monitoring student matters?”
“What’s the point of asking when you already know?”
A faint crease appeared between Chad’s brows.
“Here they go again.”
Foreseeing another silent battle, Aaron grabbed Bolton’s ear—Bolton, who had been standing stupidly like a bear between Matian and Chad—and dragged him away.
Bolton started to protest, “Why me all of a sudden?” but was swiftly pulled off by Aaron.
As Matian and Chad began silently facing each other, passing cadets instinctively moved aside, leaving only the two of them in the corridor.
Matian grinned and shoved his hands into his pockets.
“Sometimes I get confused, Chad—do you have too much work or too little?”
“It’s not that I have little work; it’s that you have too much. Considering your prestigious position, you should work harder.”
Chad narrowed his eyes and playfully patted Matian’s shoulder.
Matian’s vivid blue eyes lingered briefly on that shoulder before rolling deliberately toward Chad.
“After reviewing the graduation party budget, it seems Aaron will struggle alone. I was thinking of asking you to handle the preparations.”
“Oh, that? Not sure if there’ll be enough time.”
“There’ll be plenty—if only you’d stop wasting your exceptional skills partying with girls at night.”
This time, Matian patted Chad’s shoulder and turned away.
Chad called out toward Matian’s retreating back.
“Where are you off to, President, dumping your tasks on me? The meeting starts as soon as the bell rings.”
“I forgot something. Go ahead to the student council room.”
“What on earth could the great Matian Wiegartz possibly forget? Or… do you have some secret errand to run?”
“I had no idea you were so interested in me, Chad.”
Matian pressed a finger to the corner of his eye, recalling Lucena’s voice that had faintly reached him earlier.
‘Did she really ask me to take it out?’
The soft voice he’d heard just after turning the corridor corner.
Hans and his gang must have pulled another mean prank. Normally, he wouldn’t care—but for some reason, it grated on him today.
Probably because of the nightmare he’d had at dawn—the first in a long while.
〈You have to take me out, Wiegartz.〉
Damn it. Of all situations, why did it have to echo that one? Matian pressed his fingers firmly against his temples. Seeing his weary silhouette, Chad’s eyes sparkled.
“What’s actually going on, Matian?”
“Pour that level of concern into girls instead—I’m sure they’d appreciate it, Chad.”
Matian turned back toward Chad behind him, offered a bright smile, and retraced his steps.
“…Piece of rotten luck, doing your best.”
Chad muttered to himself, “Guess that’s what happens when you grow up watching ill-tempered elves,” and headed toward the student council room.
Just as the bell signaling the start of class rang, Chad arrived at the student council room.
Bolton and Aaron were already seated at the round table, waiting for the meeting to begin.
“Why are you alone, Chad? Weren’t you just with Matian?”
“Our rule-obsessed president apparently forgot something and is going to be late.”
As soon as he sat down, Chad slumped his upper body onto the table, looking exhausted.
Did he go to the restroom? Bolton fiddled with his black eyepatch and chuckled.
“So even Matian, who looks like he never answers nature’s call, is human after all.”
“Haaam… Let’s lock the student council room in five minutes, per regulations. It’d be hilarious if Matian couldn’t get in.”
Just as Chad, still slumped, laughed along with Bolton—
“I’m sorry to spoil your fun, Chad.”
—the student council door burst open, and Matian walked back in.
“Does that guy not even suffer from constipation?”
Bolton marveled at Matian’s swift return.
Meanwhile, Chad sat up with an openly disappointed expression.
“Done already? Must’ve been a really boring errand.”
“Nothing important. Shall we start the meeting now?”
Matian smoothly resumed the meeting as if nothing had happened.
Hmm. Chad narrowed his eyes and observed Matian.
He couldn’t tell exactly what errand Matian had run—since the other had kept his lips sealed—but he had a rough idea.
[This is the timeline separator]“Ugh… Why is today going so badly?”
Lucena hunched her shoulders and sighed deeply, lowering her head.
She’d been enjoying a snack bought with Giselle’s allowance in a quiet open space when she ran into Hans and his gang.
The squashed rabbit-shaped bun lying in the dirt, the large footprint stamped like a seal on her uniform—
all were Hans’s doing.
“What a waste.”
Lucena recalled the unscientific myth that food dropped for less than three seconds was still safe to eat—then glanced warily at Hans.
If she actually picked it up and ate it, he’d definitely make fun of her forever.
Just then, her eyes met Hans’s, who’d been watching her all along—and he started flustered.
“H-hey! How dare you look at me with your eyes raised like that?”
Raised her eyes? She’d just looked up normally. And why was this gang leader’s face suddenly turning red?
“Y-you’re a guy, yet your face is disgustingly pretty! Want another boot-print on your uniform? Huh?”
The boiled potato raised his foot as if about to kick Lucena.
Did he think she’d just keep taking it? She’d resolved last night never to let it happen twice.
Lucena immediately called upon the Holy Sword.
“High Vizbi, the time for revenge is finally here.”
Except for the time she met Matian, the Holy Sword had never ignored her call.
「Yes, Master? How may I assist you?」
See? It’s always eager to answer when there are easy targets around.
“I want to deal with these guys discreetly.”
「I classify them as beginner-level monsters suitable for Master’s water-fist technique. Purify their corrupted hearts with holy power!」
“Beginner monsters? And how exactly do I use this holy power?”
Distracted by her conversation with the sword, Lucena failed to notice the boiled potato’s rising irritation.
“Wow, look at this one! While I’m speaking, you dare drift off?”
The boiled potato swung his chubby fist at Lucena.
Lucena reflexively squeezed her eyes shut—
but through her half-open lids, his fist seemed to move in slow motion, oddly clear.
“Huh? I can see every move…”
She’d assumed cadets at the academy would be strong—but was that a misconception? Or was this body secretly packed with hidden strength?
Lucena tilted her head left, dodging the boiled potato’s punch.
Simultaneously, she thrust her right hand upward and struck his jaw hard.
Of course, it wasn’t intentional—her body simply reacted faster than her thoughts.
“Guh?”
Boiled Potato No. 1 collapsed to the ground.
Lucena looked down at her right hand, which faintly glowed with white holy power.
“How did I do that?”
「The great Holy Sword enhanced your pitiful punch and motion perception to purify evil energy. Purification 1/3 complete.」
“Enhanced, huh? That explains it…”
Lucena nodded.
By now, she was used to the sword’s subtle condescension and no longer bothered by it.
“How dare you hit Hans? Just because your face is pretty doesn’t mean you can get away with it!”
Burly Potato No. 2 charged straight at Lucena, stomping heavily.
Lucena easily sidestepped his attack and, just like before, drove her fist firmly under his jaw.
Thud! It felt like crushing a soft, fluffy potato.
“This is amazing… My fist doesn’t even hurt.”
Lucena clenched and unclenched her fist, grinning.
Potato No. 3, standing wide-eyed in shock, suddenly drew his practice sword from his waist—but the outcome remained unchanged.
“I never thought you’d become this strong… Urk.”
Thump. Potato No. 3 collapsed to the ground after delivering his disappointingly cliché line.
「Purification 3/3 complete.」
“But isn’t this more violence than purification?”
「Mental correction through holy power also counts as purification, rigid Master.」
“You’re the one forcing logic…”
「Terminating function.」
At that moment, the Holy Sword abruptly vanished, and the white glow around her fist disappeared.
This being her first time actually fighting someone, Lucena stared down at her trembling hands, still unable to believe she’d really knocked people down.
Just then, a voice came from behind her.
“You really have changed, Lucena.”
“…!”
She turned around to see Matian’s gentle smile.
‘Since when has he been watching?’
One of the most surprising things since entering the academy had been Matian’s public image.
As befitting a student council president, he was exemplary and kind.
He never lost his temper, always wore a soft smile—and some even praised it as “the Saint’s Smile.”
‘But seriously—what kind of saint smiles with such cold eyes?’
Perhaps because academy life was so grueling that everyone focused only on themselves, few cadets seemed to notice how subtly off that smile truly was.
Uncomfortable in the awkward silence, Lucena fiddled with her nose.
‘Hmm? This scent of perfume…’
Was it her imagination, or did it resemble the one she’d smelled last time outside the cleaning closet?
‘Nah. The guy who suspected me of stealing the Holy Sword wouldn’t have helped me.’
Then another scent drifted in—metallic and sharp—piquing Lucena’s curiosity.
Her gaze dropped to his gloves.
The stain on the black leather gloves was likely blood.
Ex-husband Wants Reconciliation
One-line summary: Chasing the wife to the crematorium (making an effort to attract someone who has become indifferent), the female lead doesn’t look back, the second male lead takes the position.
Intro:
To repay the kindness of the older generation, Su Mu crossed into a female-dominated world and became a live-in daughter-in-law of the Yan family, single-handedly saving the Yan family from fire and water.
But her husband, Yan Jiyue, the eldest son of the Yan family, treated her with sarcasm and never showed her a good face.
It wasn’t until after Su Mu’s death that this pampered and arrogant young master shed a few fake tears and pretended to want to die for love.
This life’s kindness was enough. If there was a next life, she would definitely kick Yan Jiyue away.
Who knew that the heavens would be so kind as to allow her to be reborn, returning to the time when she had just married into the Yan family.
Su Mu glanced at the Yan eldest son, who still spoke coldly to her, and threw a divorce letter in front of him.
“Let’s divorce!”
***
Yan Jiyue never imagined that he would be reborn. He happily went to find Su Mu, wanting to make up for the mistakes he had made in his ignorant youth.
Wasn’t the reason the heavens allowed him to be reborn to let him reconcile with Su Mu?
But when he pushed open the door to Su Mu’s room, the person lying on the bed was another man.
Su Mu’s personal attendant, Xie Yi.
Yan Jiyue hated him so much that his teeth itched. In front of Su Mu, Xie Yi was a gentle and considerate whisperer of sweet nothings, but in reality, he was vicious-hearted and deliberately sabotaged their husband and wife relationship.
In the previous life, it was he who secretly hid in Su Mu’s coffin and committed suicide, stealing a step ahead of him to be buried with Su Mu.
Yan Jiyue’s eyes were filled with hatred as he cursed, “What kind of thing are you? Your background is lowly, what right do you have to occupy Su Mu?”
Xie Yi looked at the sleeping Su Mu and no longer pretended to be a whisperer of sweet nothings.
He proudly stuck out his belly, “I have the right because my belly is capable of giving the Wife-master a daughter.”
***
Yan Jiyue was consumed with jealousy. He spread rumors that Xie Yi had once been branded with the mark of a “harlot” on his chest.
But on the night Xie Yi cut off the flesh bearing that mark, Su Mu suddenly realized something was amiss.
“How did you know the exact moment I was poisoned? And why did you show up a month early?”
Xie Yi remained silent, blood from his wound soaking through his robes. His sapphire eyes brimmed with anguish – or was it just a flawless act?
Between a once-arrogant husband now seeking redemption, and a gentle soul willing to die for her – who truly held the darkest secrets? And could it be that Su Mu and Yan Jiyue weren’t the only ones given a second chance at life…?
[Reading Guide]
1. True divorce, chasing the wife to the crematorium, the female lead doesn’t look back, the male lead is Xie Yi.
2. The ex-husband did not cheat, he just realized too late and didn’t realize that he liked the female lead.
_____
Please help me, I want to bring you the best possible things.
If you find any chapter or novel with poor translation and editing quality, let me know by commenting directly under that novel or chapter. I will retranslate it as soon as possible.
[Touch the gear icon in the bottom right corner of the screen to move to the next chapter if you want.]
Most Commented This Week
The Villain Has Gone Mad For Me (Completed Main Story)
I’m The Lowest-Ranking Daughter Of A Martial Arts Villain (2 Chapters Left to Complete)
I Became the Assassin Family’s Foster Daughter (Completed Main Story)
The Duke Only Needs My Child (Completed Main Story)
Men of the Harem (137 Chapters Left to Complete)
At the End of Ruin, There You Are (56 Chapters Left to Complete)
She’s a Villainess but her Husband is Handsome (Completed Main Story)
People Aren’t Meant to Be Fixed! (4 Chapters Left to Complete)
My Discarded Fiancé Returned (Completed Main Story)
Summer Must Die (16 Chapters Left to Complete)
I Received The First Time Of My Extraordinary Superior (9 Chapters Left to Complete)
Regret With All Your Might (Completed Main Story)