‘And I was told to leave the dress in the carriage upon arrival in Alcan.’
But now she faced demons in such attire.
Annette frowned at the demons encircling the carriage.
Expecting assassins from Bayendor due to the poisoned arrow, she was baffled to encounter demons instead.
They resembled wolves, with sharp teeth and size comparable to bears – fully grown wolf-like demons growling in unison.
“Grrrr!”
The one in the center, with blazing red eyes, roared as if ready to pounce.
“Hurry, kill it, hurry!”
The panicked Count shouted at the knights, who hesitated, stepping back in fear.
They were not from the royal knights specialized in demon hunting but the palace guards.
Annette sighed softly, instinctively reaching for her sword at her waist, then cursed under her breath.
She had been deprived even of the sword Franz had gifted her when she insisted on hunting demons at 14, after her forced retirement.
Suppressing her regret, she tightly gripped the arrow in her right hand.
And then, without waiting for those who neither intended to order her protection nor protect her themselves, she coolly tore the hem of her dress and threw off her shoes.
“Haek.”
“Th-the princess…”
“Squeak!”
Annette, with agile movements, rushed forward and thrust the arrowhead into the demon’s vital spot. The arrow pierced through the thick skin, which even a sword would struggle to cut.
It was possible only because of her strength.
From that moment, wherever Annette passed, only the corpses of demons lay strewn. Everyone who witnessed this was struck with chilling terror.
‘What blasphemy did I just utter a moment ago?’
The Count, who had been at the forefront of mocking Annette, turned pale as a ghost.
Unknowingly stepping back, he lost strength in his legs and collapsed to the ground.
And the moment Annette, who had just finished off the surrounding demons, sharply turned her head, the Count met her blood-red eyes, feeling a fear far greater than when the demons appeared.
“Hi-hiik!”
Just then, Annette frowned and began to step towards the Count.
I’m going to die. She’ll surely kill me.
“Count…”
“No, don’t come!”
In terror, the Count clumsily tried to stand up but fell again, desperately attempting to flee. Just as he managed to get up and turn his back to Annette…
Crack!
A ghastly sound echoed, followed by a spray of dark red blood in the air.
Count Randel’s bold assertion that he would not misspeak in the Empire turned out to be true.
Annette sighed, recalling the scene from a few hours ago when the Count’s head was ripped from his body.
Despite seemingly having dispatched all visible demons, the air still felt strangely tense.
She had wanted to warn him to stay hidden behind her.
Perhaps she appeared as a demon to him.
The Count, terror-stricken at Annette’s approach, fled only to be slain by a flying-type demon at incredible speed.
The Count’s head was torn off, blood spurting like a fountain, his body collapsing while spraying blood.
The servant and knights, who witnessed the Count’s horrific death up close, were completely panicked.
Moreover, new demons appeared, surrounding them, confirming her ominous premonition.
Annette urgently told the remaining people to hide behind her, but they no longer heard her voice.
And as a result…
‘I wonder if any of them made it back alive.’
When the male lead is punished by carrying the female lead’s child and having periods like a woman
“I’ve given birth to two children for you, yet you still think about him.
Was I nothing but his substitute to you from beginning to end?”
Synopsis:
Meng Huan, a scumbag who has dated countless girlfriends, transmigrates to a female-dominated country.
Day 1: Whether it’s female dominance or not doesn’t matter. The beauties here are passionate and amorous. Isn’t it easier to date them than in modern times?
Day 2: After a night, Meng Huan discovers the differences in the female-dominated world. Men here actually have chastity locks and menstrual cycles. This hinders his ability to perform, damn it!
Day 3: What’s wrong with sleeping around? I don’t want you to marry me. I’m meant to be a playboy. I don’t care about male virtues… What? You want to drown me in a pig cage? Marry, I’ll marry!
Day N: Meng Huan inexplicably vomits and receives the shocking news of his life… He’s pregnant.
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