Hades was not in a good mood either.
“What sword are you talking about?”
“You’ll have to go and see to find out.”
“Hmm.”
As he looked at me with a fluffy chin, a smile involuntarily escaped me.
“You’ve been smiling a lot since earlier. Why?”
I stopped smiling, raising an eyebrow.
“I don’t recall doing that.”
“…You just did!”
“No, I didn’t.”
His somewhat childish appearance was so adorable that I couldn’t resist laughing.
Fortunately, Hades didn’t ask further and guided me inside.
“Here. Be careful not to use futile tricks; your neck might be severed.”
“You don’t need to worry about that.”
I replied confidently as I stepped inside.
‘As expected.’
Denesor was prominently displayed in the middle, with Duke Donovan’s most significant task at the moment being to protect Denesor. It was a natural duty.
“Your Highness.”
“…Why.”
“I need that sword.”
“…?”
Hades frowned. Even that sight was so cute that I almost burst into laughter, but I managed to hold back.
“…Do you know what it is?”
“Isn’t it the Holy Sword?”
“You know and still demand? You’re crazier than I thought.”
“Don’t think that way, Your Highness.”
I opened my mouth, pleading as much as possible.
“You need my help, Your Highness. If you grant me the Holy Sword, it will truly be of assistance to you.”
“…Even if I give it to you, it doesn’t mean you can use it. The Holy Sword must choose you. Once chosen, one cannot escape from the Holy Sword until death.”
“I am prepared.”
“…”
Silence filled the air. Hades was gauging whether I was in my right mind.
Fortunately or unfortunately, he seemed to have decided that I was sane.
“…If you misuse it.”
“I’ll behave, yes, yes.”
“Whether you have the Holy Sword or not doesn’t matter. It seems you’ll lose your head to my sword in an instant.”
“Yes, yes.”
Hades handed me the sword quite effortlessly.
I swallowed hard.
Even though it was a dream, regaining Denesor was not an easy task.
Especially when fear gripped me right away.
The last encounter with Denesor was by no means a pleasant memory for all of us.
He tried to deceive Hades and reject me, and the scars from that time still ran deep.
‘But now, what Hades needs is an ally. To stand together against the demons.’
And now, with my current abilities, I needed Denesor to fight the demons.
Even if it was the dream version of Denesor.
I took a deep breath and gripped Denesor.
“You!”
Right at that moment.
A voice I never expected slapped my ears.
“You! How did you come here?”
I blinked.
“Your Highness…?”
“Why.”
Hades stared at me intently. It seemed like he was trying to gauge what situation I was facing.
“Is there a problem?”
“No, it’s not that.”
I nodded my head. I detested the idea of ending up in a situation where I had to return the Holy Sword because I couldn’t handle it properly.
Maintaining composure was a bit challenging as Denesor continued to roar loudly in my ears, but it was a struggle I had to endure.
“This sword… Did you hear any sound when you tried to take it earlier?”
“What sound?”
Hades’s face stiffened.
“Could it be the Holy Sword talking to you?”
“…Yes.”
Well, shouting curses loud enough to burst one’s eardrums could be considered as talking.
Hades spoke in a serious tone.
“…Then it seems like you truly have been chosen.”
“Chosen? By whom?”
“Congratulations.”
Hades’s voice carried faint surprise and joy.
“From now on, you are the guardian of the Holy Sword.”
“…….”
I was lost for words. Excuse me, the guardian of the Holy Sword… Are you referring to Duke Donovan, the owner of the Holy Sword!?
But revealing that fact might sour the mood, so I quietly nodded my head.
“Alright. Then, do I have any specific duties? Well, things to know… Being the guardian of the Holy Sword is originally a position held by Duke Donovan, right?”
Hades completely ignored my joke.
“There are no rights, only obligations. If it were you, you wouldn’t seem so thrilled. From now on, you cannot leave Donovan without my permission, and you cannot do anything that may harm the Holy Sword.”
“Defeating demons is more than enough of a task that could benefit.”
Hades chuckled.
“Are you really saying that?”
His voice clearly contained mockery.
“Naturally, don’t engage in activities that may affect your sacred power.”
“Can you give an example?”
Perhaps it was a misconception, but a blush appeared on Hades’s face.
“Th-that, you should know it yourself! Even as a Saintess, Saintesses have their tasks, you know? Do things like that.”
“…….?”
I was silent for a moment. I understood what Hades was talking about.
Even though it wasn’t a big deal, those who were unfamiliar with sacred power believed that it was closely tied to purity.
In other words, losing purity meant losing sacred power.
‘Hades seemed not to care about that fact at all… This Hades is a bit different.’
It was euphemistic to call it a ‘fact.’
Considering that young Hades believed in that statement, he seemed somewhat immature.
“I understand.”
“What?”
“I must obey Your Highness’s orders, right.”
I grinned.
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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