He looked afraid as if black liquid would suddenly drip from the body. But Latrasil just said, “That’s true, but…” and trailed off.
Prince Sonnaught carefully asked at her indecisiveness.
“Your Majesty. Do you have other concerns?”
“Yeah. This person is not the culprit, but he seems to be associated with the culprit. I want to at least draw a portrait and receive people’s reports.”
Latrasil asked the priest again.
“Even if we don’t burn it right away, can’t we prevent that… what should I call it? The foul aura. Can’t it be prevented from being released?”
“I’m sorry, Your Majesty. Since priests specializing in curses have almost disappeared even from the temples, there are few people who know about this.”
There was nothing to be done. She would have to use her authority to deal with the issue promptly. Latrasil stopped questioning and called the chief steward.
“Duke Sable, gather all the people who can draw portraits quickly and accurately. And bring as much ice as possible. We need to prevent the body from decomposing.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
“And quietly bring in those known to use dark magic or curses. Don’t announce that they’ve been arrested.”
“Yes.”
After finishing her orders, Latrasil glanced at the body with discomfort before turning away and exiting the prison. There was nothing more for her to deal with there.
Just then.
“Um, Your Majesty.”
The priest following behind her called Latrasil carefully. She turned to look, and the priest quickly climbed the stairs and came closer to ask.
“High Priestess Hitra may know something about this. Shall I ask her and report back?”
“Where is she?”
“She’s in the territory of Sosta.”
If it’s Sosta territory, it would take about five days to get there from the capital by carriage. Latrasil nodded.
“Do that.”
However, as she started walking again after the priest left, it was the chief steward, who had been following in silence, who spoke in a quiet voice. It was a tone that seemed a bit shy, not fitting the current situation.
When Latrasil turned to look, the chief steward reported with an awkward smile.
“The situation is what it is, so I’m hesitant to say this now, but the investigation you ordered before has been completed.”
Latrasil tilted her head.
“The one I ordered? What was it?”
She couldn’t guess what it was right away, as there were more than one or two orders given to the chief steward.
“Weren’t you asking to investigate Carlein’s past.”
Hearing the chief steward’s explanation, Latrasil let out a small sigh.
“Oh, right…”
“How was it?”
Back then, his wild and sexy aspects were quite shocking. Whether it was because time had passed or because shocking events continued to happen, she was not as curious as before.
But since the chief steward had been investigating earnestly, she had to listen.
“There was no rumor of him having a flamboyant love life.”
“What do you mean by ‘flamboyant love life’?”
“That is, there were no rumors related to his love life. But he might have had a secret love affair.”
“Ah, I see.”
“In addition, as I went around all sorts of places due to my mercenary activities, there were so many groundless rumors that it was hard to distinguish what was real and what was not.”
Latil pondered as she listened to the head maid’s story. Then where on earth did that man learn such outrageous behavior?
‘…Was he born with it?’
Strangely enough, once she thought about it, she found herself wanting to see Carlein again. Right then, the perceptive head maid gave Latil a fan.
“Also, your Majesty. I think you might be neglecting your harem after gathering your consorts.”
“Is that so?”
“Yes. You should visit them more frequently. If you only gather them and do not favor them, the nobles will once again talk about the national affairs and bother you.”
[This is the time separator]“They will definitely bother you! It’s clear!”
As Tri shook her fists and trembled, Guesta awkwardly smiled.
“It’s been two days. Don’t get too upset.”
“It’s only been two days and how can I not be upset!”
“But….”
“It is definitely him. Who else could bother you, Lord Guesta?”
“There’s more than just one person living here.”
“But among those, the only one who has fought with Lord Guesta is him!”
“Even so…”
“What do you mean ‘even so’? That bastardlike prince is originally famous for his crazy temperament, Lord Guesta!”
Yet, no matter how loudly Tri shouted, Guesta continued to shuffle his feet awkwardly. Tri almost struck Guesta’s head with the comb she was using to brush his hair. An involuntary ‘ouch ouch’ sound escaped from her mouth.
However, when he was younger, he was a bit mischievous. What on earth did his young master eat to become so complacent over time?
Every time he behaved like this without a care in the world, the one watching him from the side felt more frustrated to the point of death.
At home, it’s okay. Because it’s home. Everyone loves him, everyone tries to protect him. But this was the harem, surrounded by enemies.
Since it’s such a place, he should sharpen his mind and think quickly, at least as fast as others. But Guesta just smiled, which infuriated Tri.
“In fact, the emperor is also too much. You know that our Lord Guesta is too kind, yet you insist on maintaining neutrality. It’s a bit disappointing.”
“……”
Expecting Guesta to laugh and say ‘no’, this time, he drooped his head dejectedly.
Seeing this, Tri’s heart softened, and she stopped her nagging, put down the comb on the dressing table, and tried to match various brooches to Guesta.
Guesta had a handsome face with neat features, but his atmosphere was inherently modest. However, because those around him were all glamorous men, he had to use strategic decoration to turn this comfortable atmosphere into a strength.
Yet, Guesta, who didn’t know these inner thoughts, asked dullly this time as well.
“Why a brooch? I’m going to the library.”
“Yes. I know. That’s why you should dress up nicely and then go to the library.”
“Huh?”
“You’ve encountered the emperor there before. You never know. Try to look profound this time.”
“But why do I need a brooch in the library…”
“Lord Guesta!”
When Tri shouted in exasperation, Guesta finally closed his mouth. With great difficulty, Tri closed her master’s mouth and firmly requested.
“I have to go somewhere today, so please don’t get into trouble wandering around, and stay in the library until I come back to pick you up.”
“Where are you going?”
“I’m going to buy some cosmetics.”
“Cosmetics?”
When Guesta asked in surprise, Tri said “Yes.” and replied gravely.
“Since Lord Guesta has a very modest atmosphere, we need to work well on image making.”
“But you don’t even know how to apply makeup. Neither do I.”
“I’ll get better if I keep trying.”
As Tri left the room, snorting, Guesta, who was left alone, stared at the mirror and sighed.
That was when it happened. Tri, who had left, came back into the room and shut the door with a bang.
“Tri? What’s wrong?”
When Guesta was taken aback, the tree spoke with a sorrowful expression.
“Outside… Outside, Her Majesty…!”
Guesta’s face brightened up.
“Is she coming to me?”
His expression suggested that if he agreed, a fluffy tail would pop out from behind and move at high speed.
It was indeed a cute expression, but… seeing that hopeful expression, the tree became even more depressed.
“No. She has gone to that mercenary king.”
“Again…?”
“Yes. Again.”
Male lead is reincarnated to save his wife
I’ve also read this one twice already. The female lead is kinda soft and gets embarrassed easily—not really my type, but the plot is definitely worth reading. Hurry up and read it, y’all!
Intro
When Shen Yuan encountered Su Jin again in his previous life, she had already become the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. As for him, the former top young master of the capital, he had long since fallen into the abyss, becoming a singer on a pleasure boat.
After a song ended, he was redeemed and sent to the Su Residence.
Su Jin respected and cherished him, gave him a roof over his head, and bestowed him with warmth. Shen Yuan fell deeper and deeper, but before he could express his feelings, Su Jin passed away.
Shen Yuan died to follow her in death, but instead, he returned to when he was fifteen years old.
At that time, he was not yet engaged, and Su Jin was just a poor scholar.
Shen Yuan gritted his teeth, casting aside all his pride, and thought of ways to coax and entice her every day.
The colder and more indifferent Su Jin was towards him, the more proactive Shen Yuan became.
He was not afraid of being mocked by the world, only wanting to marry his Wife-master early, to hold her hand and never let go for a lifetime.
[Note: This story will not specifically point out the male lead’s reincarnation time point; it’s all in the details. Whenever you feel that the male lead is acting strangely, he has most likely been reincarnated.]
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