That moment, in Wergen’s bedroom.
“You may speak.”
Carefully inspecting the room that had been empty for a long time, Cali bowed her head and spoke. Her story could be trusted now.
After all, Cali, who had been holding a sword for a whopping 30 years, was a seasoned knight.
‘Come to think of it, I remember now. About 5 years ago, the suddenly retired commander of the Royal Knights’ 1st Division, Cali Cherne.’
She was a talent who had risen to the position of commander on her own merit, even in the negative views of women becoming knights, enough that the word “female knight” existed. A prominent supporter of the crown prince, she was also the person most enraged at the time of the empress’s death.
‘I thought it was a bit unexpected that such a person would suddenly retire and hide her appearance.’
Who would have thought that she would be living as a mercenary through a job arranged by the information guild called Coperador?
I’m not sure how a proud royal knight could leave the crown prince alone and think about mercenary work, but in any case, it worked out very well for Yuri Hsien.
‘If it’s a skillful person like Cali, she will surely protect my father from the grasp of my stepmother and Rapine.’
The fact that she lost all her memory, it meant that she had even forgotten her great swordsmanship.
As Yuri Hsien sighed in relief, Wergen, who had been pretending to sleep with his eyes tightly closed on the bed, got up.
“I will support your pillow.”
“Ah, thank… cough.”
Andersen quickly attended to him. Wergen awkwardly muttered, opening and closing his mouth, seemingly unaccustomed to this kindness. It was because of what Yuri Hsien had earnestly instructed in the carriage.
[You must pretend that you have not lost your memory. Then they will fear my father.] [Tha, that is difficult… No, it’s difficult, child. I don’t seem to have a knack for deceiving people.] [No, you were just like my father right now. To correct myself, my father deceived everyone except me. The great Windsor is not a position that can be maintained by order and honesty alone.]As Wergen’s expression darkened with worry, Yuri Hsien perched on the edge of the chair and held his hand. Andersen’s neatly cleaned and moisturized hand, thanks to the generous application of cream, felt soft and smooth. Stroking Wergen’s back of the hand, Yuri Hsien’s eyes shone with determination.
[The memory will return soon. Definitely. So just hang on a little longer, okay?] [Hm….]Wergen lowly hummed as he wasn’t sure if he could do it, but in the end, the answer was settled. He wanted to grasp this small and slender hand that was firmly holding his own.
He wanted to find his memory as soon as possible and share the burden this young woman was carrying. And he wanted to hug her shoulder and console her, saying that she had been through a lot.
[Yes, I understand. I will try as much as I can. No, I’ll continue trying until I can.] [Yes, thank you, father. Let’s stay strong together. The head of the Coperador guild said so, didn’t he? To regain memory, it’s best to be in the place where you used to live. Where you used to live, where you liked… Let’s find your memory while going around together.]Yuri Hsien said so, her eyes moistened.
Hearing Wergen’s correction, Yuri Hsien checked with a somewhat anxious look.
“You remember the conversation we shared in the carriage, right?”
“Yes, of course. I was so angry at seeing that woman’s face earlier that my hands were shaking.”
Wergen answered, grinding his teeth, regardless of his concern.
On the way back, Wergen had heard from Yuri Hsien about the situation she was facing. Yuri Hsien was a person who selfcensored a lot. She repeatedly edited her words to convey only the objective facts, simplifying her story, making Andersen add several times,
“How much did you cry, Miss?”, “How much were you hurt, Miss?” etc.
Each time, Yuri Hsien said that her emotions didn’t seem to be very useful in conveying the situation, overturning Andersen’s stomach. When telling about the terrible things Heathcliff had done, Cali also intervened.
[Expressing your emotions makes it more vivid. It helps to understand the seriousness of the incident. The Duke seems to need that vividness.]Note: Text within square brackets is a representation of the characters’ inner thoughts or speech that is not verbally expressed.
Afterwards, Yuri Hsien slowly added some impressions, and thanks to this, even though the Duke didn’t really feel like a Duke, he hated Kendall and Lapin so much that he didn’t want to see them at all. He naturally wanted to do something to Heathcliff immediately, even to the point of eating him up.
“Even though I don’t remember… yes, I think I can hate as much as I feel.”
The Duke said with a stern expression. He was angry even now, and he couldn’t even guess how angry he would be when he regained all his memories.
He hated and despised those who had tortured Yuri Hsien so much, even though he didn’t remember anything, just looking at her filled him with a heartwarming feeling.
My Ex-Girlfriend Is The Regent In The Female-dominant World (Male lead transmigrates to the matriarchal world)
Two years ago, Gu Sui picked up a homeless woman in ancient costume from the street.
Apart from occasionally claiming to be a princess from a female-dominant country due to illness, her figure, appearance, intelligence, and martial arts skills were impeccable.
Naturally evolving from roommates to girlfriends, as time went on, Gu Sui found it increasingly difficult to tolerate her queen syndrome.
“Mu Jiulu, can you stop controlling me inside and out? Let’s break up.”
Gu Sui made a breakup call, and since then, he couldn’t find any trace of her.
A year later, Gu Sui, who was planning to move, woke up the next day and found himself in a different place.
“Young Master, today is the day you choose your Wife-master through martial arts competition at Jade Dew Pavilion. Please get up quickly.”
Gu Sui: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
As the only son of a general’s mansion in a female-dominant dynasty, the young empress personally issued a decree allowing Gu Sui to select his Wife-master through martial arts competition. Whoever could defeat him could marry him.
Gu Sui: “……”
He didn’t inherit the original owner’s martial prowess, so anyone could defeat him! And what the hell is a Wife-master?
Forced to come to Jade Dew Pavilion, the densely packed women below made Gu Sui’s agoraphobia act up, and his face was full of resistance.
Until he saw the Regent sitting on the second floor, with a smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes wicked and nonchalant.
Hmm… she looked a little familiar.
It turned out that the Regent also found him a little familiar.
Mu Jiulu fiddled with her bone clasp, her deep gaze locked on the man who was out of place in this world.
“Finally, I found you.”
Male transmigrates into female-dominant world
One-sentence summary: What goes around comes around, taking turns in the crematorium
