“But what do you plan to do with this gold, our little one?”
I turned to Delfia with a bright smile.
Then, I placed my index finger on my lips and said,
“…Shh! It’s a secret.”
I winked at Delfia.
“We’re going to be rich!”
Delfia’s expression transformed into the most beautiful sight in the world.
She kept fidgeting with her hands, probably wanting to pinch my cheeks in excitement.
However, I continued to ignore her expressions and gestures, just smiling away.
Then, Delfia turned her gaze towards me and whispered softly,
“Is this… a push-and-pull game?”
I nodded vigorously.
“It’s incredible… I’m so excited.”
I nodded in agreement. Leohardt, who stood beside Delfia, also nodded and mumbled to himself,
“Making gold and all, it’s truly amazing.”
Even though there was no evidence that I had actually created the gold, that’s what alchemists were for… But I decided not to correct them.
“Thank you! Carrots for everyone!”
Handing out carrots like this to my aides was also part of the roadmap to becoming a great leader.
The next day, society was abuzz with an unexpected issue. It was such a big issue that it left the people who used to linger in the salons of society bewildered.
“Did everyone hear about it?”
“What?”
“They say a new head has emerged from the Mirmord family.”
The Mirmord family.
No one was ignorant of the notoriety that clung to that family. In high society, it was rare to hear anyone casually mention their name.
However…
“…She’s Matias Mirmord’s daughter.”
“Ah…”
People sighed quietly.
Matias Mirmord and his daughter occupied a somewhat ambiguous position in society.
A family member who had committed unforgivable, heinous acts and was expelled from the family.
But now, they were back as the successor.
They hadn’t demonstrated any particular abilities, but one couldn’t predict what might happen.
To be precise, it was closer to not knowing how to handle them.
“At the age of five, already running the headship.”
“Isn’t ‘that’ Mirmord family known for early social integration?”
In this salon, there wasn’t a single person who bore the Mirmord family name.
Knowing that there were no eavesdroppers, people lowered their voices and whispered, a familiar habit when dealing with the Mirmords.
“Read it.”
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[Front Page] Mirmord Family, Establishment of a New Mage GuildIt has been reported that Lady Sien Mirmord (5 years old), the daughter of Mirmord’s successor Matthias Mirmord, has established a new Mage Guild in the Mage District.
The newly established guild is reportedly seeking collaboration with mages.
Compensation is negotiable.
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It was a simple piece of information, but it was on the front page, which was unusual for a gossip magazine that usually covered social news.
“Is this for real?”
“Why is it in a gossip magazine?”
Usually, the establishment of a Mage Guild would be briefly mentioned at the bottom of an economics newspaper and that would be the end of it. However, strangely, this time, the Mage Guild’s establishment was given special attention on the front page of the gossip magazine.
Of course, it was the Mirmod family, so there was nothing they couldn’t do, but their actions were indeed unusual. Furthermore, there was something unique about it.
“Lady Sien Mirmod herself contributed to the gossip magazine.”
“So, is it real…?”
“What’s that young lady up to?”
Everyone was buzzing with speculation.
There were both positive and negative reactions.
Anyway, Sien Mirmod had made sure to leave her mark on people’s awareness.
“What kind of magical device is she going to sell?”
“Wasn’t the magical device sector taken care of by other upper-level members, or by Axel?”
“That’s right.”
Lady Bonnet, the spy lurking in the salon, smoothly interjected with a smile.
“Still, are you really looking forward to it? The first-release magical device model.”
Certainly…
“I’ve heard rumors that the young lady is incredibly cute and lovely.”
“Have you seen her before?”
“I haven’t seen her, but that’s what they say. It’s a precious treasure of the Mirmod family.”
…Delphia insisted that I should speak without a single mistake.
Although it made me a little nervous, I had to fulfill my duty.
That night, inside the Mirmod mansion.
Delphia, Leonhardt, and I listened to the information that Lady Bonnet had passed on from the salon and smiled with satisfaction.
“Everyone is really talking about me, aren’t they?”
“Yes. They’re curious about the Madogu Upper Class. Also, I’ve mentioned a hundred times how cute Lady Sien is, Lady Sien, Delphia.”
“Cute…?”
“I told you to say that. Everyone should know that our baby is cute.”
My cheeks turned red, and I brought my hands to my cheeks, nodding.
Originally, the Madogu Upper Class should have belonged to Melodia.
Come to think of it, I felt a bit uneasy about taking things away from Melodia.
Male lead Asks for a Divorce Every Day
It’s not often you come across a plot like this in the female-dominant genre — make sure to check it out!
This is a novel I’m planning to reread as well.
The male lead is strong, skilled in martial arts, and not the usual fragile type you often see in matriarchal novels.
Meanwhile, the female lead is a scientist—rational and logical. Even when she falls for the male lead, she doesn’t let her emotions cloud her decisions.
If you push through the first few chapters, you’ll gradually find the story really intriguing.
It has a mix of mystery, detective elements, and romance.
The author’s writing style is like crafting a puzzle—except they deliberately leave out a few pieces, making it hard to predict what happens next, yet keeping you hooked.
In the end, everything will come together and be explained.
One-sentence summary: Wife, stop playing with beakers and look at me!
In a laboratory accident, research scientist Zhu Wansheng accidentally travels to a matriarchal world. The original owner of the body is an eighteen-year-old only daughter of a wealthy rouge merchant, already married with a handsome young man.
Zhu Wansheng grins: Nice! She always said she was heaven’s favorite granddaughter. After a life of toil in her previous life, she can enjoy blessings in this one.
However, her joy lasts no more than three seconds as bad news arrives: the original owner’s family is about to go bankrupt, and her husband wants a divorce.
Even worse, she’s stuck with a research system full of restrictions.
Zhu Wansheng: ? Is this the destiny of a research dog?
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Faced with this mess, Zhu Wansheng pours herself a bowl of wine to drown her sorrows. In her drunken haze, her husband arrives.
His figure is imposing, holding a long sword, with a dignified air that captivates Zhu Wansheng.
Gu Yingqing, however, looks at the alcohol-reeking Zhu Wansheng with undisguised disgust and coldly asks, “Divorce or not?” The intoxicated Zhu Wansheng mumbles vaguely, “I think… it’s not… it’s not… impossible!”
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The next day, after sobering up, Zhu Wansheng is full of energy, rolling up her sleeves ready to make a big move. As for yesterday? She has no memory of it.
Zhu Wansheng is ambitious; a research dog fears nothing!
Upgrading rouge, extracting fragrances, producing perfumes, researching lipsticks… all shall bow to the power of modern technology!
The original owner’s dying rouge shop is revitalized. Her mother is pleased and with a wave of her hand, passes on the family business to her. As she takes control and her experimental results gain popularity, it’s the pinnacle of her life…
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But there are always those who can’t stand to see her doing well. Jealousy, scheming, assassination attempts – they want nothing less than her life.
The person who has always kept his distance from her suddenly holds her tightly in his arms, eyes full of concern.
She is unharmed, but he falls into a pool of blood…
Zhu Wansheng feels guilty, “I can grant you one wish.”
Gu Yingqing tentatively circles his arms around her, carefully resting his head in the crook of her neck, pleading softly, “I regret it. Can we not divorce?”
Zhu Wansheng: ? When did I agree to a divorce?
[Small Theater]
The newly developed rouge is beautifully packaged, and Zhu Wansheng is eager to try it.
Gu Yingqing suddenly appears: “My lady, may I apply it for you?”
Cool fingertips lightly brush her lips. His Adam’s apple bobs as he leans in for a light bite.
Zhu Wansheng: ?
Gu Yingqing: It smells so good, I wanted to taste it…
On a warm spring day, Zhu Wansheng tries a new perfume: “Spring Night.” Gu Yingqing corners her against a wall.
Warm breath lingers on her neck.
“My lady, from now on, may I test the fragrances for you?”
[Humorous female scientist vs scheming live-in son-in-law male lead]
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