In the midst of the hellish rain of burning meteor debris, Guinevere grabbed Siod’s arm and said, “Do something!”
“What?”
“Stop that!”
“Ah, darn…”
Unable to refuse Guinevere’s plea, Siod reluctantly formed a dome-shaped protective barrier covering the entire academy.
Certainly, once this incident was over, the attention would be drawn to her, who had hidden her power all this time. However, with the children in the academy, there was no other choice.
William might be fine, but Larisa had no power to protect herself. Guinevere desperately held Siod’s wristwatch and shouted, “Larisa! Where are you? Answer!”
However, a different voice echoed back.
“…Who are you?”
“I am Princess Elizabeth.”
“And Larisa? Where is she now?”
“Larisa protected me and got hurt… She’s unconscious. This is the Royal Stella Star Palace.”
“I’m coming now.”
While maintaining the barrier, Siod, who had left her ears open, shouted vehemently, “You don’t have any magical power now, where are you going?”
“Larisa got hurt!”
“Send William, and you, go meditate or something!”
It was only then that Guinevere came to her senses and hurriedly tried to contact William. William did not respond immediately.
“William’s not answering. What should I do? What if William is also hurt?”
Siod, comforting the anxious Guinevere, said, “Dragons don’t die so easily. Check if William is trying to contact Larisa.”
“…That’s right, isn’t it?”
Guinevere swallowed her anxiety and lay down on the ground to close her eyes. She needed to recover her magical power as quickly as possible.
While maintaining the barrier, Siod summoned sylphs to gather the meteor debris with the wind.
“Ha, I’m in trouble with this…”
Using magic of this scale would inevitably attract attention. It was clear that the lord had done something conspicuous in the eyes of humans.
However, that didn’t mean they could leave the children in danger. Of course, it would be easy to just take the kids and escape, but…
‘Then what Guinevere did would be meaningless.’
Guinevere tried to protect the city by destroying the meteors, even at the cost of herself. It was doubtful whether those stupid humans would understand that.
Inspired students gathered around and raised their voices to the lying Guinevere.
“Witch! What on earth is this! Why are you intervening and making things worse!”
There seemed to be no shortage of spirit in Guinevere, who was criticized for interfering with the insufficient time to save the students. Siod glared coldly at them and said, “Do not disturb her meditation. If you don’t want to die.”
“Professor Siod! This is not your business to meddle in!”
“I told you to shut up. If the concentration is broken and the barrier collapses, will you take responsibility?”
Looking up at the sky, the professors hesitated and stepped back. Now that they realized Siod was protecting the academy, they looked at each other and began to mutter.
In the meantime, Guinevere, who had recovered some magical power, suddenly stood up.
“Where is the Royal Stella Star Palace?”
“Well, what…”
“Coordinates.”
“The coordinates of the royal palace are classified information…”
Guinevere grabbed the muttering professor by the collar and flew up.
“Where is it?”
“Ah, let go of this!”
“Be quiet and tell me where it is. Before I really let go.”
After glancing down, the struggling professor with a terrified face pointed in a direction.
“That, that way.”
Guinevere immediately flew in the direction the professor indicated.
Suddenly, the communication was cut off. The princess bit her lip. Larisa was bleeding from her head.
“Larisa? Larisa?”
She called several times, but there was no response. Leaning against the precarious door frame, the princess grabbed Larisa’s hand, buried under the debris.
Her hand was getting cold. The princess bit her lip and held Larisa’s wristwatch, pressing any button.
Seeing the light flickering, it seemed that someone was trying to contact her, but in her confusion earlier, she couldn’t remember how she received the call.
“Larisa, please wake up.”
Even if Larisa hadn’t lost consciousness, they could have left here right away. The princess felt tears were about to fall. She couldn’t die here.
That’s when it happened.
Suddenly, the debris of the building began to float all at once. The princess stared blankly, trying to understand the situation.
‘Is it the witch?’
As debris began to float, dust started to scatter. In the hazy dust, the silhouette of a man appeared. The princess blinked her eyes and looked straight at the man.
“Larisa.”
Jet-black hair, chilly silver-gray eyes, and a cold and expressionless face carved like ice.
Her heart began to pound. The man she must seduce, William Rodante, was standing there.
When Guinevere arrived, William had used levitation magic to lift the debris and find Larisa.
“William!”
William, holding Larisa, slowly walked out from the floating debris. Guinevere hurriedly approached.
“Larisa…”
Male lead Asks for a Divorce Every Day
It’s not often you come across a plot like this in the female-dominant genre — make sure to check it out!
This is a novel I’m planning to reread as well.
The male lead is strong, skilled in martial arts, and not the usual fragile type you often see in matriarchal novels.
Meanwhile, the female lead is a scientist—rational and logical. Even when she falls for the male lead, she doesn’t let her emotions cloud her decisions.
If you push through the first few chapters, you’ll gradually find the story really intriguing.
It has a mix of mystery, detective elements, and romance.
The author’s writing style is like crafting a puzzle—except they deliberately leave out a few pieces, making it hard to predict what happens next, yet keeping you hooked.
In the end, everything will come together and be explained.
One-sentence summary: Wife, stop playing with beakers and look at me!
In a laboratory accident, research scientist Zhu Wansheng accidentally travels to a matriarchal world. The original owner of the body is an eighteen-year-old only daughter of a wealthy rouge merchant, already married with a handsome young man.
Zhu Wansheng grins: Nice! She always said she was heaven’s favorite granddaughter. After a life of toil in her previous life, she can enjoy blessings in this one.
However, her joy lasts no more than three seconds as bad news arrives: the original owner’s family is about to go bankrupt, and her husband wants a divorce.
Even worse, she’s stuck with a research system full of restrictions.
Zhu Wansheng: ? Is this the destiny of a research dog?
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Faced with this mess, Zhu Wansheng pours herself a bowl of wine to drown her sorrows. In her drunken haze, her husband arrives.
His figure is imposing, holding a long sword, with a dignified air that captivates Zhu Wansheng.
Gu Yingqing, however, looks at the alcohol-reeking Zhu Wansheng with undisguised disgust and coldly asks, “Divorce or not?” The intoxicated Zhu Wansheng mumbles vaguely, “I think… it’s not… it’s not… impossible!”
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The next day, after sobering up, Zhu Wansheng is full of energy, rolling up her sleeves ready to make a big move. As for yesterday? She has no memory of it.
Zhu Wansheng is ambitious; a research dog fears nothing!
Upgrading rouge, extracting fragrances, producing perfumes, researching lipsticks… all shall bow to the power of modern technology!
The original owner’s dying rouge shop is revitalized. Her mother is pleased and with a wave of her hand, passes on the family business to her. As she takes control and her experimental results gain popularity, it’s the pinnacle of her life…
——
But there are always those who can’t stand to see her doing well. Jealousy, scheming, assassination attempts – they want nothing less than her life.
The person who has always kept his distance from her suddenly holds her tightly in his arms, eyes full of concern.
She is unharmed, but he falls into a pool of blood…
Zhu Wansheng feels guilty, “I can grant you one wish.”
Gu Yingqing tentatively circles his arms around her, carefully resting his head in the crook of her neck, pleading softly, “I regret it. Can we not divorce?”
Zhu Wansheng: ? When did I agree to a divorce?
[Small Theater]
The newly developed rouge is beautifully packaged, and Zhu Wansheng is eager to try it.
Gu Yingqing suddenly appears: “My lady, may I apply it for you?”
Cool fingertips lightly brush her lips. His Adam’s apple bobs as he leans in for a light bite.
Zhu Wansheng: ?
Gu Yingqing: It smells so good, I wanted to taste it…
On a warm spring day, Zhu Wansheng tries a new perfume: “Spring Night.” Gu Yingqing corners her against a wall.
Warm breath lingers on her neck.
“My lady, from now on, may I test the fragrances for you?”
[Humorous female scientist vs scheming live-in son-in-law male lead]
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