Undine laughed. To be honest, the handkerchief given to Ludwig, with the name embroidered on it, and the thread wound around the charm given to Aegares, both demonstrated a skill that was hard to call beautiful even as a compliment.
Aegares pulled the magic out of his hand and swiftly grabbed Undine’s tail.
“What do you mean it’s not pretty.”
[Heek! Let go, let me go!]“It’s the prettiest in the world.”
Aegares lifted Undine upside down and shook her vigorously. Drops of water fell from underneath her.
[Oh, oh! A demon is catching a fairy!]“Don’t you dare tell Eve it’s not pretty. Tell her that I and this child liked it very much. Got it?”
[Fairies don’t lie……!]“Do I look like I’m lying?”
Despite being shaken around, there was not a shred of falsehood in Undine’s eyes that Aegares was looking into. Why were they so serious about such a trivial matter as whether the handkerchief and charm were pretty? Undine was flustered.
[I got it! I got it! I didn’t get anything, so I was just being a little mean!]Escaping cleanly, Undine returned sobbing to the young contractor’s side.
[That stupid demon! Sob…I’m really sad…I…] [Star Icon][Star Icon][Star Icon]It took three days for the punitive force to march out of the castle gate.
Despite the sporadically appearing monsters and the weather that hadn’t fully cleared up, making the march difficult, not a single knight or soldier showed any sign of morale waning.
This was because the younger duke, younger than they were, was running ahead without faltering. Just following that smaller back made even taking a glance seem like a sin.
“Halt!”
When Arkan raised his right hand, the marching soldiers stopped without a hitch. There was a large fork in the road ahead. Arkan was to take the northwestern camp, while Hugo was to take the northeastern.
“This is my first campaign with command, father. I’m not sure I can handle it with your help. Should you really leave the northeastern local battle to me?”
“So why don’t you go to another camp. Besides, your friend always says. Pride comes before a fall.”
“It’s not pride, I’ve trained hard enough to be confident.”
Hugo deeply stared into the eyes of his young son, glowing with a fighting spirit.
“Real combat is different, Arkan. You must know how to sacrifice the pawn to win the game, how to leave behind a wounded soldier, and when to value the banner more than human life.”
“……”
“And. Demons are different. I don’t know about beasts or devils, but the 72 demons have built up their strength over a long period of time to take their place. You must keep in mind that not only your life but the lives of all the soldiers behind you are at stake with every step you take.”
Arkan bit his lips hard and bowed his head. He had thought lightly of his boiling blood, despite his frequent resolutions.
“I will keep that in mind, father.”
Cedric, who had been listening carefully at his side, also nodded his head.
As the time for asking about each other’s wellbeing, wishing for safety, and comforting each other lengthened, Aegares couldn’t wait any longer and frowned, waving his hand.
“Are you waiting for the devils to gather strength? If so, wait a little longer.”
Only then did Arkan realize that they had taken a considerable amount of time, and he made an embarrassed face. Aegares grabbed the reins of Arkan and Cedric’s horses and spoke to Hugo.
“Enough with the melodrama. I’ll keep these two alive.”
“These two also need to learn about war…….”
“Ah, I got it. I’ll only intervene when they’re about to die.”
Hugo, who would usually frown and retort at such aggressive words, was quiet today.
“Listen, demon.”
“What now.”
“Take care of them. And……”
Thank you.
A figure headed towards the east fork, a small thank you carried on the wind that swept past him.
Agares fondled the feather held in his hand, lifting his lips in a smile. He didn’t dare touch the multicolored thread tied around it.
He had received more than enough thanks.
Even if he had to protect these two gilded heads for a lifetime, it seemed like he would be more than willing to do so.
[Star Icon][Star Icon][Star Icon]The first local war that Arkan, Cedric, and Agares encountered was quite fierce.
Beside Arkan, who was swinging his sword at the forefront, Alec twirled his twin swords and tilted his head as he danced around.
“It’s strange……”
“If you have time to say such things, cut one more down.”
Herold, who was practically pulverizing the monsters with his massive bastard sword, spat out the blood that filled his mouth.
“No, I like killing these beasts, but look at this.”
Alec severed one of the monster’s arms in front of him.
“See this?”
Not long after, a bubble of foam boiled from the severed part, and wouldn’t you know, an arm grew back.
“Huh?”
“It’s interesting. It regrows. After bubbling, it regrows.”
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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