“My face is back.”
This is the power of the sacred sword.
Without removing the mask, I could feel it.
At fourteen, called a monster, the side of my face not ruined by the mask was my real face, just as the Duke had comforted me back then.
The boy who first defeated me with a sword at a young age had asked me:
“Why do you cover the beautiful side of your face with a mask?”
“Because the ruined side is my real face…”
“I don’t think so. To me, the covered side seems more real. Wouldn’t it be better to live with the beautiful face uncovered?”
The Duke had said when he was seventeen.
Back then, I desperately wanted to believe his words. I didn’t believe him.
‘You were right.’
“Where is the Duke?” I asked Arcadia again, covering my flowing tears with both hands.
“…He’s in critical condition.”
“!”
I collapsed right there.
I gripped the floor, unable to say anything.
Arcadia handed me the Ventus recording stone. Leuwine, who had entered the room, said:
“We thought we lost it, but it was in front of the infirmary where you were. It must have recorded everything since then. Maybe even the Duke saving you. Watch what you want… and then show us.”
Leuwine left.
“Recording stone. The Duke…”
The stone began to glow a transparent green, projecting an image on the wall where the sacred sword had been.
The Duke, his arm blackened by poison, stabs the sacred sword into my shoulder. The blue light of the sword envelops me.
The sacred sword that had protected Belpast for a thousand years disappeared like that.
“Uh… Uhhh…”
I broke down in tears.
Everything about the Duke pierced my heart.
In the bedroom one floor below the sacred sword’s room.
As I entered and approached, the doctors there stepped back in surprise.
The Duke lay in bed, his face pale.
His exposed shoulder was even blacker than before.
I spoke to Arcadia, who followed me.
“Why didn’t you stop him first… First…”
“I wanted to save you too. It was my duty to keep you breathing while the Duke awaited the sword’s response.”
“!”
“We couldn’t lose the first-ever Sword Master.”
I collapsed by the Duke’s bed.
“Don’t resent me, Esdel.”
“Resent? No, I’m just too sorry… I can’t even raise my head.”
“It’s not your fault.”
“Please save him, Arcadia. Save the Duke.”
“We’re doing our best. He’s my closest friend before being your Duke. I want to save him as much as you do, I do.”
“!”
“Fortunately, he’s breathing again. Look, his chest is rising and falling under the blanket, see? He’s come back.”
“!”
Indeed, it was true.
I burst into tears again.
“Our Duke is really high-maintenance, isn’t he? Just saved from monsters and now risking his life to save you.”
“Huuk…”
“Esdel, can you watch over the Duke for a while? I need to fetch medicine. He needs to take it on time, or our Belpast will throw a fit. Even as a child, he couldn’t stand being hungry, our Duke.”
“…Yes. Yes, Arcadia.”
Arcadia’s face looked sorrowful yet joyful. Then, he bowed his head.
After a while, he placed his hand over mine.
“Thank you, Esdel.”
‘?’
I lifted my tear-soaked face to look at him. He was smiling at me.
Was it my imagination that I saw tears in his eyes too?
“I look forward to seeing your true face. But first, you should show it to the Duke.”
He lightly stroked my head and stood up.
“I have to warm the decoction. Watch over my friend.”
“Yes.”
Arcadia left, closing the door behind him.
In the room, only the Duke and I remained.
‘Pull yourself together, Esdel. Right now, it’s not about your feelings; it’s about the Duke’s well-being.’
This was my first time entering the Duke’s bedroom. It was a wide, monochromatic space.
Somewhere lonely and quiet.
The Duke lay in the middle of the big bed, his eyes closed in sleep.
It pained my heart to see him like this.
I’m scared. Scared that the Duke of the North might not open his eyes again.
I approached his bed. There was a small chair without a backrest next to it.
I sat down there. Then, very carefully, I looked at the Duke’s unconscious face, fearing even my gaze might hurt him.
His pale face, his black hair damp with sweat.
His beautiful and intimidating blue eyes, which always looked at me, were now closed.
‘I miss them.’
Unconsciously, I reached out and touched his cheek. Carefully, I brushed a few strands of hair from his cheek behind his ear.
My hand trembled, so I had to hold my breath.
“……Your Grace.”
I called him very softly.
As expected, there was no response.
My body trembled.
Why… does the image of your face falling on the scaffold in my previous life come to mind?
I couldn’t do anything for you as you died. Just a few sips of water was all.
I couldn’t even free your cold body from the chains.
And now, I’m helpless again.
It’s miserable and painful.
‘Please wake up.’
“Hurry up and wake up, Zion Belpast. What am I to do without you?”
The filthy, wretched White Butterfly has staked this life on you.
‘Was I worth so much to you that you’d give up the sacred sword that has been protected for over a thousand years?’
Ex-husband Wants Reconciliation
One-line summary: Chasing the wife to the crematorium (making an effort to attract someone who has become indifferent), the female lead doesn’t look back, the second male lead takes the position.
Intro:
To repay the kindness of the older generation, Su Mu crossed into a female-dominated world and became a live-in daughter-in-law of the Yan family, single-handedly saving the Yan family from fire and water.
But her husband, Yan Jiyue, the eldest son of the Yan family, treated her with sarcasm and never showed her a good face.
It wasn’t until after Su Mu’s death that this pampered and arrogant young master shed a few fake tears and pretended to want to die for love.
This life’s kindness was enough. If there was a next life, she would definitely kick Yan Jiyue away.
Who knew that the heavens would be so kind as to allow her to be reborn, returning to the time when she had just married into the Yan family.
Su Mu glanced at the Yan eldest son, who still spoke coldly to her, and threw a divorce letter in front of him.
“Let’s divorce!”
***
Yan Jiyue never imagined that he would be reborn. He happily went to find Su Mu, wanting to make up for the mistakes he had made in his ignorant youth.
Wasn’t the reason the heavens allowed him to be reborn to let him reconcile with Su Mu?
But when he pushed open the door to Su Mu’s room, the person lying on the bed was another man.
Su Mu’s personal attendant, Xie Yi.
Yan Jiyue hated him so much that his teeth itched. In front of Su Mu, Xie Yi was a gentle and considerate whisperer of sweet nothings, but in reality, he was vicious-hearted and deliberately sabotaged their husband and wife relationship.
In the previous life, it was he who secretly hid in Su Mu’s coffin and committed suicide, stealing a step ahead of him to be buried with Su Mu.
Yan Jiyue’s eyes were filled with hatred as he cursed, “What kind of thing are you? Your background is lowly, what right do you have to occupy Su Mu?”
Xie Yi looked at the sleeping Su Mu and no longer pretended to be a whisperer of sweet nothings.
He proudly stuck out his belly, “I have the right because my belly is capable of giving the Wife-master a daughter.”
***
Yan Jiyue was consumed with jealousy. He spread rumors that Xie Yi had once been branded with the mark of a “harlot” on his chest.
But on the night Xie Yi cut off the flesh bearing that mark, Su Mu suddenly realized something was amiss.
“How did you know the exact moment I was poisoned? And why did you show up a month early?”
Xie Yi remained silent, blood from his wound soaking through his robes. His sapphire eyes brimmed with anguish – or was it just a flawless act?
Between a once-arrogant husband now seeking redemption, and a gentle soul willing to die for her – who truly held the darkest secrets? And could it be that Su Mu and Yan Jiyue weren’t the only ones given a second chance at life…?
[Reading Guide]
1. True divorce, chasing the wife to the crematorium, the female lead doesn’t look back, the male lead is Xie Yi.
2. The ex-husband did not cheat, he just realized too late and didn’t realize that he liked the female lead.
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