“The magician told me that a sacrifice is needed to bring back your memories, Walter.”
“…….”
“If something deeply embedded in the memories you’ve lost is found and burned, your memory will return. I’ll look for it. But don’t forget this favor.”
The count had come in drunk and said the same thing several times before, repeating it over and over with a grim laugh.
Walter could not understand what the madman wanted, why he imprisoned him in the mansion, and yet why he promised to find his memories.
‘If only I find the memories, he must know best that I will kill him.’
If what the count had promised to find to revive his memories was not an object but Edith.
Walter imagined Edith writhing in the flames created by the count. Her beautiful blond hair turning to ashes in an instant, and the clear walls gradually losing light due to the acrid smoke.
“…….”
The conclusion that it was cheap to be attacked and killed thinking of the count laughing like a madman next to dying Edith was drawn.
Walter decided to stop thinking and searched inside the carriage. Searching the broken carriage, tilting with one wheel missing, was no easy task.
Seeing the splattered blood stains inside made him more uncomfortable, but he finally found the necklace stuck between the wooden gaps under the chair.
It was a necklace decorated with a small gem of unknown origin. The color of the gem was blue, and it seemed to match Edith’s eyes very well.
While he put the necklace in his pocket, Cassius stepped back a few steps and looked at the whole carriage.
“You’ve been attacked quite heavily, my lord count.”
Walter also stepped back and looked at the carriage upon hearing his words. The remnants of the melee left on the body of the carriage were quite peculiar.
“Cassius. Do you know something?”
“Sure. I was about to enter the Portrion Knight Order as a chief, remember?”
Cassius did not miss an opportunity to show off. His actual combat ability and potential were far superior to his master Walter, but he was one step ahead in trivial knowledge of martial arts.
“If it weren’t for Lady Sophia’s will that the orphan I picked up to be a gardener could not receive knight serfdom, I would have.”
When Walter mentioned Sophia mockingly, Cassius became annoyed as if he’d heard an insult.
“Damn, if you have the skill to pass the knight entrance exam, that should be enough, why bother with bloodline?”
Walter agreed with that too. Cassius was skilled enough for him to acknowledge, and his handling of tasks was excellent.
“Anyway, the fact that the trajectory of the sword remains like this means the blade itself is bent…… Does our lord count have something to hold a grudge against the capital’s people?”
“The capital?”
“I’ve heard that the knights of Count Geoturk in the capital use curved swords. It was said to have originated from an ancestor of the family using such a sword.”
“Why send people to Portrion territory from the imperial family, without any reason?”
“Well…… Grudges are only held against influential people. Geoturk probably doesn’t even know about the Portrion family.”
As Walter said, Portrion was not a family that could exert influence even in the capital.
Not only Nicholas, who had almost ruined the family, but also the counts who had led Portrion to its heyday were just one of many local lords in the capital.
Moreover, if it were Count Geoturk, it was one of the strongest families in the empire along with the current Lexion Duke family.
“Perhaps they were thieves who thought it was cool to use unique swords like certain knight orders and imitated them. They are everywhere.”
Cassius shrugged his shoulders and pointed towards the entrance to the warehouse with his chin.
“Let’s go slowly, Walter. There are many other tasks that the fourth lady has commanded.”
Walter exited the warehouse after confirming that the necklace was safely in his pocket.
(This is a time separator.)
When evening came, the hall where the feast was to be held was filled with people.
Merchants invited due to their connection with the Portrion nobility. Acquaintances of Nicholas Portrion. And reporters who mingled with the nobility to find a scoop.
They waited for the banquet to begin, conversing in low voices. The subjects of their conversation were different, but the contents were all similar.
“In the local newspaper, they say Nicholas had a minor carriage accident? The first Viscountess only speaks of it as a carriage accident too……”
“Somebody I know passed by the scene of the carriage accident, but well, they said the carriage was overturned and one wheel was missing?”
Since the Viscount was injured, gossip about the Viscount’s family had been rampant, so there was no shortage of topics. Now, with the mansion’s doors open, was the best time to satisfy their curiosity.
“It looks like the talk about Portrion’s inheritance will start soon. There are already rumors of greedy people out there.”
“Don’t know. Someone might already be embezzling it. Someone who knows the Viscount’s house well told me……”
My Arch-enemy Sealed My Memory and Said That He is My Husband
This is an incredibly captivating story that you absolutely shouldn’t miss! I’ll give a brief introduction here, and below you’ll find a detailed synopsis of the plot.
The female lead is a fierce and powerful demon king. The male lead is a once-in-a-millennium celestial lord, admired by the entire cultivation world.
They are equally matched, legendary rivals who have battled for centuries.
In the final duel, the female lead is gravely injured. The male lead saves her, seals her memories, and hides her true identity. He tells her that he is her fiancé. His entire life has been flawless—except for the one thing he never expected, never controlled, and never wanted to control: falling for his greatest enemy. She is his inner demon, his obsession.
When the female lead regains her memories, she is furious at his deception.
She makes his life a living hell.
And somehow, the male lead—possibly a total masochist—doesn’t mind at all. In fact, he’s happy she’s paying attention to him.
Yep, we’re back to my favorite trope: male lead suffering. If you love this kind of story, jump into the pit with me now!!!
Intro
Dong Xia lost her memory.
Her handsome and extremely powerful fiancé Li Qing comforted her: “It’s okay if you can’t remember. I’ll always be with you.”
Everyone thought Dong Xia’s ancestors must have burned incense to get such a perfect fiancé. He was the number one person in the immortal realm, yet he remained chaste and only loved her.
…
The day before marrying her fiancé, Dong Xia finally remembered everything.
She wasn’t suffering from memory loss at all.
Her arch-enemy had made her fake her death, destroyed her cultivation, replaced her memories, and pretended to be her deeply in love fiancé.
No wonder he said, “It’s okay if you can’t remember”!
Dong Xia laughed coldly as she pulled out her long knife: Li Qing, prepare to die 🙂
*
Li Qing, as the supreme being of the immortal realm, was the people’s shining beacon.
The only unknown stain in his life was his affection for Dong Xia, the ruler of the demon realm.
In the final battle of the war between immortals and demons, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. The ruler of the demon realm was finally slain under the sword of the supreme being of the immortal realm, and everyone in the immortal realm applauded.
The cultivation world lost a ruler of the demon realm.
And in the back mountain of Li Qing’s cave dwelling, he secretly hid away a fiancée.
Notes:
1. The female lead is white on the outside, black on the inside, and the queen of flattery; the male lead repeatedly tests the edge of darkness, a VIP guest at the crematorium.
2. Fantasy cultivation world setting.
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