“No, I didn’t particularly think to brandish it…”
Yurisien didn’t realize she was a person who denied and argued so much. Especially since she had a personality that would run away if she felt embarrassed or uncomfortable.
‘Did I always have so much pride?’
The great Windsor family was one that even the royal family would tiptoe around. No one tried to best Yurisien. If Yurisien lost, she had let them win. But Benjamin was different.
‘I can’t win.’
On one hand, she thought it wasn’t very princess-like to try and outwit the crown prince. Even though Yurisien eventually cut off the conversation and closed her mouth, the sight of Benjamin’s face dominated her thoughts, telling her she had already failed.
“Do you find it amusing to see me fumble?”
“I simply like how you disarm yourself in front of me.”
“But I’m still armed…”
“Look.”
As Yurisien refuted, Benjamin burst into laughter. His bright and lively laughter was filled with vitality, catching the attention of nobles who were preoccupied thinking about the upcoming political turmoil.
The more Yurisien saw his laughter, the stranger she felt. She had been embarrassed, uncomfortable, and not like herself many times with Benjamin.
‘Only a few days.’
Even though she had been with him for only a few days, Yurisien had seen aspects of herself she had never known in 22 years. No… from some point on, her naive, youthful self, sealed away in the corner, began to surface.
“It seems the box has torn.”
“Hm?”
“It’s nothing.”
Because of this man who didn’t miss even a single muttered word, Yurisien was rapidly changing, too fast for comfort.
Yet it felt exhilarating and enjoyable, like running down a hill in comfortable shoes, making her feel contradictory.
“I’d like to dance another song.”
“Funny, I was thinking the same thing.”
Being with Benjamin made it irrelevant what I had just been through or what I had just said. I just wanted to focus on the present.
‘Is this a good or bad thing…’
I’d need to watch a little longer to know.
In the vague evening, just transitioning into ‘night.’ Two shadows walked quietly in a world illuminated only by a rising half-moon. One stride was bold and fearless, while the other was hesitant and timid. Interestingly, the bold and fearless steps belonged to the one with smaller feet.
Finally, the one trailing behind stopped.
“I can’t, I can’t go on.”
The whispered voice was anxious. Not only the lips but also the tongue seemed parched, trembling as she spoke.
“Let’s go back. Okay? This doesn’t feel right.”
The pleading voice was desperate. She clearly wanted to leave. However, the leading steps didn’t stop.
And there was no reply. Having no choice, she followed the leader again, feeling even more regretful and ashamed because this was her third attempt to turn back.
They arrived at a man’s bedroom.
Swoosh—[Dash]!
Following the shadow of a giant sword swinging against the wall, blood splattered.
“Ugh… Cough, hack…”
The man who was stabbed in the abdomen and fell to the ground heaved roughly. Black magic oozed out from between bubbles of boiling blood. The magic that entered his guts from the sword that pierced him was destroying all his internal organs and flowing back.
“Why, this…”
He asked with wheezing breaths but received no answer. Instead, the small figure who had stabbed him sat at a newly acquired vanity and removed her hood. Silver hair resembling moonlight elegantly fell down and shimmered.
It was Greta.
“The vanity you recently acquired is lovely, Count Hopgrand.”
“Cough…”
“Yes, you should have. You must have prepared for a new bride.”
“Hmph, w-…”
“How excited you must have been, considering you’ll marry a woman much younger than you.”
“How dare you, do you know who I am…!”
“Who? The old man who locked himself in his room, happy that he could marry a much younger woman.”
Greta shattered the smooth edge of the vanity with a loud crash.
“Thanks to you, it was easy to come over from Kyung.”
“W-What…? You, could it be. Heben…!”
As Greta gestured, the sword embedded in Count Hopgrand’s abdomen stood upright.
“Cough!”
Count Hopgrand briefly fainted. In the meantime, Greta glanced around the bedroom. The room, filled with the strong smell typical of old men, clashed with the modern furniture scattered everywhere. Just looking at it was enough to make anyone uncomfortable.
“What’s the point in feeling sorry?”
“Cough…”
Was this the warrior who had guarded the border? Though he had awakened quickly, Count Hopgrand was now on the verge of taking his last breath. Greta stood up, avoiding the puddle of blood on the floor, and grabbed the hilt of the sword.
“I chose you for this from the very beginning.”
“Cough!”
His eyes widened at the new pain of the sword being pulled out. His eyes, reddened and bloodshot from indescribable pain, glared at Greta. The reflection in his retinas was fuzzy, but the curse from the dying old man was clear.
“You will, regret, this all your life. For daring, to use me, for your gains… cough!”
Thud, thud, thud.
Male lead is a Love-Obsessed Merman
When he discovers she has gone, he risks everything to pursue her on land, enduring agonizing pain to transform his tail into human legs…
One-line summary: Male lead chases female lead. The male lead’s love is a bit sick, an invincible love brain.
Synopsis
During a voyage at sea, Jiang Yang accidentally captures a merman.
Servant: I heard that mermen are fierce and brutal.
Jiang Yang looks at the merman obediently rubbing her palm like a puppy: “You call this fierce and brutal?”
Servant: I heard that mermen have no human nature.
Jiang Yang looks at the merman with wet puppy eyes, obsessively calling her ‘A Yang’ like a childish infant: “You call this having no human nature?”
With great difficulty, she releases the merman back into the sea and returns to shore.
Who would have thought that in less than half a month, the merman, who should have been freely wandering in the South China Sea, would shed his scales, endure the pain of losing his tail, transform into human legs, and come ashore to find her?
He kneels at her feet, rubbing her palm, with merman tears rolling down: “A Yang, don’t abandon me.”
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