“Young Master, you must not disappoint the wolf. It’s no exaggeration to say that the future of the wolf, no, the future of the Korean hunter community depends on you. I have always told you this.”
“Ha, but…… I am.”
“Stop crying.”
Whack!
The man pulled the boy’s limp, stretchedout arm. Exhausted young Siwoo could not resist the adult male’s strength and was dragged along.
“It stinks. I feel like I’ll vomit…!”
As they neared the mock gate entrance, Siwoo began to cry again. He didn’t want to go in. He really didn’t want to! Even if he strained and resisted,
“The blood of monsters naturally smells foul. It’s something every hunter must endure.”
Back then, young and small Siwoo had no choice but to stand in front of the entrance under the vicious grasp.
“Young Master, those with power must know how to use it in the right place. That’s responsibility, that’s weight.”
“…….”
“The wolf, and the world needs your power. Will you give up here?”
At the man’s words, Siwoo staggered to his feet and stared at his small hands with tearfilled eyes.
Could it be true? Could I really save people?
If so, he couldn’t be crying here. If he had to win, he wanted to win at all costs. But.
“Gag.”
A foul smell vibrating through the wideopen gate entrance. Despite Siwoo’s mind, his nose, his body strongly rejected it.
Siwoo covered his nose with both hands and tightly closed his eyes to suppress the twisting inside.
“3, 2, 1. I’ll open it.”
Pop!
The area was instantly engulfed in red light.
The sensation of entering the gate was too much for a young boy to handle. When he finally touched the ground after whirling in the bottomless void, he met eyes with a praying mantis twice his size.
Squeeeeeek─!
The praying mantis rushed at him, making a strange noise.
It was a wellmade hologram. Being attacked only reduced points, there was no actual harm. However, the hostility emanated by the monster, the stench, and the fear Siwoo felt were absolutely real.
“No, don’t come!”
Before entering the gate, his determination vanished, and Siwoo waved his small hand in the air. Then, ice sharp as blades reflexively formed.
The sharp ice fell like a torrential rain on the giant praying mantis.
Thud─
The head the size of a watermelon rolled in front of the young boy.
“Uh, ah…….”
Before he could even scream, Siwoo crashed to the floor on his bottom. The monster’s blood gushed from the severed neck, bubbling like lava.
[Passive ▶ ‘Keen Sense of Smell’ activated.]An indescribable foul stench pricked his nose. He quickly covered his mouth and nose with his hand, but the smell managed to creep between his fingers.
“Ugh!”
Young Siwoo vomited foul vomit in front of the monster’s corpse. Eventually, he collapsed like a paper doll on the floor.
When he came to, Siwoo was back in his room in the mansion. Someone had moved him. As it wasn’t his first time, Siwoo calmly sat up without a hint of surprise.
“How pathetic.”
“……A, Father.”
Korea’s first Srank hunter.
The owner of the wolf guild, considered the best in the country, and Siwoo’s father ‘Shin Gihoon’, looked coldly at his pale blue son. It was not a look that could be described as a father looking at his son.
“You can’t even complete the tutorial, let alone become the next guild master. I can hardly believe you’re my son.”
Along with a clicking sound of his tongue, what flew was a chilling cold wind.
“I’m sorry, Father…….”
“It’s done.”
Gwihoon left the room without looking back. The hand stretched out to hold his stern father ultimately stopped in thin air.
Bang!
The door closed tightly, and a chill ran through the room. Were the walls of the room frozen solid, or perhaps what had frozen was my small body, I couldn’t tell.
Siwoo pulled up the thick blanket to wrap himself tightly.
Eight years old, Siwoo’s spring was winter.
It was cold.
It was too cold.
[This is the time separator]The lone son of the wolf.
The wolf’s young master.
A vessel raised by South Korea’s first Srank hunter.
A prodigy who became the embodiment of the guardian god ‘Dog that Guards the Deep Night’ at the age of seven.
All these things were always tags that followed Siwoo. Those tags sometimes became a barrier stronger than anything, but at times they became a heavy and sticky snare, choking Siwoo’s neck.
“Amazing, young master. You took down as many as 20.”
The man who confirmed the mock gate’s scorecard was astonished, as if he couldn’t believe it. Next to him, Siwoo, who had grown significantly taller, brushed off the remaining frost from his hand.
“Next stage. Open it.”
“Right now?”
“Yes.”
At that time, Siwoo was only seventeen. At such a young age, he was already able to cut down 20 monsters easily.
The elite hunters of the Wolf faction, who were Arank or higher, caught an average of eighteen monsters in a single gate.
Cold Male Lead Became My Clingy Husband (Female-Dominant)
Feng Bai Su transmigrated into a matriarchal novel, becoming the sister of the female protagonist and the Seventh Princess of the Feng Ling Kingdom.
After working herself to death in her previous life, finally reincarnating as a princess, she only wanted to be a lazy fish who could eat, sleep, and play.
Until she met the male protagonist from the book, Wei Jing Mo, and he took a liking to her!
Wei Jing Mo is the top young man in Feng Ling City, talented in both appearance and ability, from a prestigious family, with a cold and otherworldly appearance, a figure like the bright moon in the hearts of noble ladies. It was thought that only the most powerful and talented noble lady in Feng Ling City would be worthy of such a brilliant young man. Who knew that this young gentleman would secretly admire the infamous Seventh Princess?
Short scene 1:
Feng Bai Su looked at the young man crying like a pear blossom in the rain before her, and couldn’t help but doubt her life.
Wasn’t the male lead described as a cold and otherworldly figure in the book?
Then who was this poor little thing crying with swollen red eyes and tear-stained face?
Short scene 2:
Wei Jing Mo stared intently at Feng Bai Su who was about to go out, wanting to say, “Be careful on the road.”
Before he could speak, Feng Bai Su suddenly bent down and bit his cheek.
Her peach blossom eyes were full of disdain: “Tsk! You’re so clingy!”
Wei Jing Mo: “…”
A talented fox spirit female lead with a flirtatious appearance but actually abstinent VS A cold-looking but actually naive and clingy little jealous male lead
