I'll Be the Queen of the Enemy Country (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 4
“Yes, the one you’re thinking of. The first person to take that poison was my ex-husband.”
Ah, a sigh burst from Elise’s lips.
His Highness David—everyone thought he’d committed suicide, but it was Iris who killed him.
“Why did you kill His Highness David?”
Elise felt guilty toward him. That was why, after Chase became king, she had intended to request his pardon.
“Because he wasn’t worthy of me.”
“You… you… you’re insane! Completely mad!”
It was Iris who had gone mad with greed.
“Want to hear an amusing fact?”
Seeing Elise lose control delighted Iris.
It felt as if all the humiliation she’d endured because of Elise over the past few years was finally washing away.
“I killed the late king too.”
“What did you say?”
Goosebumps rose all over Elise’s body.
“I had to do at least that much to stay by Chase’s side. Do you understand?”
Elise was so shocked she couldn’t utter another word.
“Elise, take the poison and die quietly. If you refuse to take it, Regina will be the one drinking my poison today.”
A chill ran down Elise’s spine. Regina was her maid—the only person who stayed by her side on nights plagued by nightmares.
“And if you still refuse to take it, Patricia will be next.”
“Why Patricia? She’s just someone who badmouths me everywhere!”
“But she spoke to you.”
Iris was truly vicious. Realizing what Iris intended to do, Elise’s hair stood on end.
“You’re planning to kill everyone I’ve ever known?”
“If you don’t die.”
Her declaration struck Elise like a spear, a sword, and a hammer.
It pierced, slashed, and pounded Elise’s hope until it shattered into pieces.
Elise lowered her head deeply.
“Call Chase for me.”
“Do you intend to beg him? Uphold your honor as Viscountess Warton.”
She had only wanted to plead for Regina’s safety, but Iris left no opening.
Elise knew her intended action was contradictory and shameless.
How many people had she trampled for Chase’s sake?
Most had begged her, “Please, just spare my remaining family.”
Each time, Elise had done her utmost to grant their requests—but there were countless cases where she’d failed.
After living such a life, now… Was this karma?
Elise muttered hopelessly.
“Don’t touch Regina.”
“If I see your corpse tomorrow morning, Regina will live in peace.”
Iris grinned wickedly. The deal was sealed. Iris rose to her feet.
The lingering floral scent Iris left behind felt utterly repulsive to Elise.
Elise sensed it instinctively.
Everything was over.
[This is the timeline separator]That night, the sound of fingernails scraping stone—scratch, scratch—echoed all night long.
It was Elise drawing a magic circle on the floor.
Having no proper tool, she scraped the floor with her fingernails.
It was a time-reversal magic circle, dismissed even in the Ivory Tower as absurd.
She’d once seen it in a childish book titled “The Terrifying Magic Circle Encyclopedia.”
Desperate as one clutching at straws, Elise drew the circle. Without her exceptional memory and sheer stubbornness, it would have been impossible.
By the time she barely completed the circle, dawn was breaking.
All ten of Elise’s fingernails had worn completely away.
Sitting in the center of the magic circle stained crimson with blood, Elise muttered hopelessly.
“What’s the point of drawing a circle… when there’s no one to channel mana for me?”
She gave a hollow laugh.
No matter how meticulously drawn, a magic circle was useless without a mage to activate it.
From the very beginning, there was nothing she could do alone. She was simply born that way.
With a sense of utter futility, Elise picked up the vial rolling on the floor.
Yes, let’s die. Accept this as penance for my sins. And if there is a next life…
“I won’t die alone, so look forward to it.”
Chase. Iris.
Elise downed the poison in one gulp. Her body collapsed limply to the side.
At that moment, a shadow appeared in her fading, blurry vision.
Wasn’t that Karan, the prince of Titris? Why had he come?
“…Lis! Elise!”
Why did he call out to me so desperately?
Elise moved her lips, but only a faint breath escaped them.
Gradually, sounds faded away. Next, a blinding white light enveloped her.
Thinking that death should bring darkness, not light, Elise closed her eyes completely.
[This is the timeline separator]“We’ve found where Viscountess Elise Warton is being held.”
Hearing this, Karan immediately leapt from his seat and rushed into the streets.
Ignoring Hartvin’s warnings of danger, he disguised himself and headed straight for Bedroka’s underground prison.
He cut down Bedroka’s knights blocking his path without hesitation.
Before they could even counterattack, Bedroka’s knights met their end.
By the time he reached the underground prison, blood unmistakably belonging to others dripped steadily from his sword.
“Elise would be shocked.”
He casually wiped his blade clean on the clothes of a fallen Bedroka knight, as if nothing had happened.
His expressionless face showed no trace of human emotion.
Yet even he changed the moment he stepped into the underground prison.
He let out a low groan. Every emotion within him churned violently.
This place didn’t suit Elise at all.
The damp moss, the oppressive stench, and the atmosphere hinting at a dark future—
“How did it come to this…”
Karan knew every effort Elise had made to place Chase on the throne.
Without her, an incompetent man like Chase would never have come near the throne.
She was a woman who deserved glory. Then why was she locked in a prison?
“The scandal involving His Highness had the greatest impact.”
Remembering Hartvin’s words, Karan clenched his fist.
She was a woman he’d never dared to touch.
Merely hearing her speak once had overwhelmed him so much he couldn’t even form a proper reply.
And now they spoke of a scandal?
Chase’s dark intentions were so obvious that Karan’s fury surged uncontrollably.
Taking a deep breath to calm himself, Karan opened the door leading to the underground prison.
Right now, focus only on rescuing Elise. Everything else can wait until after she’s safe.
Karan moved freely even in the darkness.
Being accustomed to darkness was one trait of the people of Titris.
Those born with Titris’s strong bloodline could discern objects as clearly in darkness as in broad daylight.
Karan had always considered this a blessing of the Titris people.
But now, that blessing had become a curse.
“Elise! Wake up!”
Elise, sprawled lifelessly on the floor, burned into his eyes painfully.
Her half-lidded gaze and the vivid trail of blood dripping from her lips clearly showed she was fading fast.
“How… why…”
Karan couldn’t believe it. Just four days ago, she’d spoken to him about the extermination campaign.
She’d worn a faint smile, carried the scent he loved, and asked for Titris’s aid—but now she lay there, utterly drained of color.
“You should’ve held on… just a little longer! As stubbornly as you always have.”
Karan had harbored feelings for her—the woman known as Chase’s viper—over twenty years ago.
She was the only one who ever treated him, a barbarian scorned by all, with genuine respect.
At the annual Continental Exchange, she was the sole person who never ignored the people of Titris.
Even in this extermination campaign, she alone had actively sought and accepted Titris’s opinions.
Karan had always felt sorry for her, denied the proper treatment she deserved.
So once, he’d subtly suggested to her,
“If only Titris had someone like Viscountess Elise.”
Elise had taken his suggestion as mere flattery.
She hadn’t given Karan a second glance. Her unwavering eyes were fixed only on Chase.
Karan strove not to fall behind him.
Since he held her in his heart, he needed equal status to at least exchange words with her, even from afar.
His efforts were finally bearing fruit. Soon, he would become crown prince.
And if he earned glory in the extermination campaign, he believed she might finally look his way.
He’d lain awake, filled with anticipation.
But just as he was about to reach his goal with one more step, everything ended.
Karan stared down at Elise, utterly lost.
From her, who had always stood so straight, no sign of life remained.
“Elise, don’t do this. Come with me—to Titris, to Titris. Please?”
Despite his desperate plea, Elise didn’t stir.
Karan gazed at her for a long while before realizing something.
The underground prison was far too shabby and cold for her.
He had to move her somewhere warm.
Slowly rising, Karan drew his sword. As his blade, sheathed in blue energy, sliced through the air, the iron bars—unmoved even by Elise’s repeated pounding—were severed.
With a few more swings, the bars clattered to the floor.
The loud noise didn’t concern Karan in the slightest.
If anyone dared block his path, he’d simply cut them down with this sword too.
Karan’s eyes burned with rage. There was no need to ask whom his fury targeted.
He would never forgive those who had done this to Elise.
His bloodshot eyes brimmed with killing intent.
But first, he had to get Elise somewhere safe. Karan gently pulled her small body into his arms.
“It’s too cold here. I’ll take you somewhere warm soon. Just hold on a little longer, Elise. I need time to eliminate everyone who did this to you.”
He spoke to her as if she were still alive. Lifting her up, he moved.
Then, Karan noticed a magic circle on the floor—something he hadn’t paid attention to before.
Glancing between the bloodstained circle and Elise’s ruined hands, Karan suddenly understood. He set her gently back down.
“You must have had a reason for drawing this circle. There must be a reason you drew it while dying, until your hands became like this. There has to be.”
Karan placed both palms firmly onto Elise’s magic circle.
He took a deep breath.
Though he was someone who must never use magic, he activated the circle without the slightest hesitation.
Searing pain overwhelmed Karan. Yet he didn’t stop.
“Elise, in our next life, no matter what happens, I’ll be by your side.”
Even if you don’t want me there.
I won’t let you stay beside those who did this to you.
I swear it with everything I have.
Karan repeated this vow before collapsing sideways.
The magic circle Elise had drawn glowed golden. A white light enveloped both Karan and Elise.
It was the light of a regression circle—once deemed impossible to activate, dismissed as a child’s prank—now coming to life.
When the male lead is punished by carrying the female lead’s child and having periods like a woman
“I’ve given birth to two children for you, yet you still think about him.
Was I nothing but his substitute to you from beginning to end?”
Synopsis:
Meng Huan, a scumbag who has dated countless girlfriends, transmigrates to a female-dominated country.
Day 1: Whether it’s female dominance or not doesn’t matter. The beauties here are passionate and amorous. Isn’t it easier to date them than in modern times?
Day 2: After a night, Meng Huan discovers the differences in the female-dominated world. Men here actually have chastity locks and menstrual cycles. This hinders his ability to perform, damn it!
Day 3: What’s wrong with sleeping around? I don’t want you to marry me. I’m meant to be a playboy. I don’t care about male virtues… What? You want to drown me in a pig cage? Marry, I’ll marry!
Day N: Meng Huan inexplicably vomits and receives the shocking news of his life… He’s pregnant.
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Chapter Comments (131)
Clearly Elise elevated useless chase to levels that made Iris covet him
throw the ring away,make chase misserable together with iris
It worked
Inline Comments (106)
‘Truthfully, I could have bought my own clothes. Chase’s business ventures under
You should tank all those business before leaving the kingdom
“Lord Dex, are you ashamed of this place? The very land where you were born and
Homeland is not necessarily the place you were born in, but the place you felt you were a part of and that cared about you. And Tetters will be the same for Elise.
He looked both like an owl awaiting praise and a male peacock trying to impress
I liked the analogy. Whether an owl or a peacock, Cram appears to be a bird.
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VKotaku28
Take her away from all these greedy vultures that pick her dry
debban23
atleast the ml is already aware of his feelings!!!
VKotaku28
Oh… poor David … you should have stayed single
VKotaku28
Oh… poor David … you should have stayed single