“What did you… just say?”
Piocel’s body swayed miserably.
Even seeing this, Cassian did not show the slightest movement.
Piocel’s last hope crumbled into pieces, eroded by the abyss.
“Are you really… breaking off the engagement?”
Piocel’s voice trembled at the end.
It stemmed from anger and fear, not shame or humiliation.
How dare he act this way over some mere girl.
She was the young lady of the Periot family, after all.
Was he really going to turn his back on the Periots just to protect that girl?
Her father’s words, Western Lord’s words, flashed through her mind.
[Pathetic thing.] [You dare shame the Periots by failing to properly eat what’s been laid out for you?] [Someone like you who’s of no help to the family shouldn’t have existed in the first place.]She had promised her father as she struggled to somehow make this meeting happen today.
That she would definitely make Cassian hers.
That she would prove her worth.
She truly believed she could do it, but…
“I believe we’re done discussing the broken engagement.”
With those final words, Cassian’s face hardened coldly as he stood up.
His large gloved hand casually pulled at his coat.
Cassian’s shadowed face evoked a vivid sense of fear in the onlooker.
His long strides were about to pass by her in an instant.
In that moment, Piocel’s hand desperately grabbed him.
As she raised her head, her platinum blonde hair flowed down as if in full bloom.
The red eyes hidden within flickered, filled with Cassian, dyed blood-red.
“What if I say I can’t let that happen?”
Tak- Cassian moved away, shaking off her hand as if brushing it off, and lowered his gaze arrogantly.
The cold gaze that fell upon her instantly froze Piocel.
“Then the final act of mercy will be nullified.”
His lips curled up crookedly as he spoke indifferently.
“You’ll see it in the news tomorrow.”
“What news?”
“A young lady frequenting illegal auction houses, a young lady buying slaves, a young lady kidnapping commoners in broad daylight, the protagonist of these stories is the second daughter of Periot…”
A fishy taste swirled in Piocel’s mouth.
It was the result of biting her lips until they bled.
Does this man know everything, even about her past visits to the Slayer market? So…
Cassian clearly mocked the pale-faced Piocel.
“The headline will be something like this.”
A decadent smile settled on Cassian’s lips.
His face cruelly shadowed under the scattered golden hair shimmering in the sunlight made him look like a devil who had just emerged from the flames of hell.
[This is the timeline separator]On the way back to the lodgings to care for her mother, visit the administrator, and head to the magic tower again.
Yuriel tried to erase the lingering image of Lady Elise from her mind.
Come to think of it, the Duchess Blanchet had simply passed by her.
Their eyes seemed to meet for a fleeting moment, but that was all.
Anyone would have made eye contact if someone passed by in that space.
Her thoughts quickly settled on it being excessive worry and groundless fears.
In reality, the probability of Duchess Elise knowing her was close to zero.
Long ago in Alphonse, it was only Yuriel who had spotted her from afar, and she had never even seen Yuriel’s face.
Of course, that man would never have spoken about her to his family.
The Duchess probably didn’t even know of the existence of someone like her.
Just as humans don’t pay attention to a speck of dust in the world.
Thinking that way, her heart sank coldly instead.
It was because she felt once again that she was merely a speck of dust in front of the Blanchets.
Rain began to pour down on the damp air.
Her hastened steps soon reached the magic tower.
It was time to shake off unnecessary thoughts and focus on completing the project.
Before that man’s wedding and many things changed, everything had to be finished.
Her resolve to face reality became even firmer.
The guard at the magic tower looked somewhat amused by her rain-soaked appearance, momentarily showing a confused expression.
When their eyes met, he seemed to realize he had been staring and immediately turned to begin guiding her.
As she followed behind towards the main building of the magic tower, the unattended rainwater dripped heavily from her body.
Only then did she notice something that hadn’t been visible before.
‘If it were like before, Hael would have been there…’
Lately, even if he didn’t guide her due to their awkward relationship, Hael at least hadn’t left his post empty.
“Um…”
As she trailed off, the guide turned his head.
“Has there been any personnel changes within the magic tower?”
The guide’s eyes widened briefly, as if hearing an unexpected question.
“Are you asking because of the senior?”
Senior? Ah, only then did she notice the single star mark engraved on the man’s wrist.
The Star of Pantheon, that symbol representing the magic tower, is engraved with different numbers according to rank.
This man seemed to be a newcomer.
Hael had several stars, so he must be the senior training him.
“Yes. Because I thought Hael, I mean, he usually took care of it.”
“The senior quit a while ago.”
“…Pardon?”
The one-star guide tilted his head as if my surprise was strange, and continued speaking awkwardly.
“I was also puzzled because he suddenly submitted his resignation.”
Quit?
As I couldn’t continue speaking due to the rising questions, the guide went on.
“I thought the senior had told the administrator separately…”
The guide added more words, but I couldn’t hear them properly.
I understood him avoiding me, trying not to run into me, but was there really a need to leave like this?
‘And without saying a word…’
Guilt settled in more heavily than disappointment.
Wondering if I had blown away what little foundation Hael had newly established.
Thinking that time would heal things, but was it really so difficult for him just to run into me here?
“Do you know where he went, by any chance?”
“I’m not sure about that. Ah, I remember seeing something like an application form.”
“An application form…?”
The man who looked like a newcomer, either because he was new or because he knew I was close with Hael, spoke freely about what he knew.
“From what I saw, it had the seal of the Periot family, so it seems he’s going there?”
The Periot family.
Is Hael trying to make a new start there?
Why? Why the Periot family of all places?
Of course, I had neither the means nor the right to stop him.
In fact, though not as much as the magic tower, the Periot family was one of the long-established noble families, so the treatment would have been good.
Yes. Hael heading there must just be a coincidence.
But somehow, an uneasy feeling arose.
It was because the afterimage of Hael’s last appearance kept seeping into my mind.
Hael asking about the meaning of flowers, Hael speaking as if pressing me, Hael trying somehow to turn my heart one last time, and then…
Hael becoming rigid upon discovering that I could not be turned.
Could Hael’s decision have anything to do with me?
No, that can’t be.
It shouldn’t be.
I decided to simply conclude that, like with Duchess Elise, my delusions were going too far.
Because if not, I felt I might really go crazy.
[This is the timeline separator]In the hall located in the center of the stone buildings of the Blanchet mansion, a cozy meal was set.
Around it, as usual, sat the Duke and Duchess Blanchet and Cassian, the three of them.
Though it purported to be a warm family meal, unlike usual, the atmosphere was heavy.
Breaking through the oppressive air, the first to speak was the Duchess, Elise.
“It seems like the kind of weather where we should go on a picnic. Don’t you think?”
Elise deliberately refrained from mentioning Cassian and Piocel’s meeting.
She was not unaware that the more interference from the side, the more it would be like sprinkling ashes on a nearly finished soup.
Her calculations quickly settled on the idea that it would be better to go on a vacation disguised as a picnic to another place to help her son gather his thoughts before the wedding.
She planned to invite Lady Piocel there as well, to arrange a natural meeting.
Or it could also be a method to set a place nearby and use the customary walking time to naturally call out Piocel and have the two children meet.
After all, love between men and women tends to continue like an illusion the more such natural meetings persist.
If the artificial aspect, the biggest pitfall of arranged marriages, could be removed, the two could surely develop at least a lukewarm relationship, if not a passionate one.
Elise hinted at the main point while curving her eyes subtly.
“It’s been a while since we visited the villa near Lettice, how about going to check on its condition as well?”
Her husband, Duke Deviron, who had never been helpful, gave a fairly positive answer this time.
“Lettice has good scenery, and the weather is nice now, so that sounds good. Let’s do as you wish, my lady.”
Glancing at her son’s expression, Elise asked subtly while watching her son silently cutting his steak.
“Of course, our son will join us too, right?”
Male lead is a clingy little husband
One-line summary: The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
Introduction:
One day, Lu Yuner’s soul transmigrates into a female-dominant world. She enters the Imperial Academy and takes up the position of a doctoral instructor, teaching classes and grading schoolwork.
One day, she encounters the young prince Su Qingwan secretly skipping class from the male academy.
As a result, Su Qingwan is punished.
From then on, Su Qingwan sees Lu Yuner as a “thorn in his side”.
But before long, this “thorn” becomes the person he cherishes most, and he goes to great lengths to win Lu Yuner’s affection.
Mini scene 1:
One day, the sun is high in the sky but Su Qingwan still hasn’t gotten up for class.
Servant Xiaoyuan: “Young prince, it’s time for class. You’ll be late otherwise.”
Su Qingwan says arrogantly: “I’m not going. I am the esteemed prince, my status is so noble, why should I suffer this hardship? Besides, isn’t learning all this just to please women? Hmph, they’re not worthy!”
Mini scene 2:
After Su Qingwan falls for someone, he completely changes. He no longer skips class and diligently learns how to be a good husband and father. But he discovers that Sister Yuner is always surrounded by admirers.
Drunk and overcome with jealousy one day, he clings to Lu Yuner, crying beautifully like a pear blossom in the rain.
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan likes Sister Yuner.”
Lu Yuner: “Young prince, you’re drunk.”
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan isn’t drunk. Qingwan likes Sister Yuner, likes you so much, likes you to bits…” Before he can finish, Lu Yuner’s eyes flash with emotion and she leans in closer.
[Reading Guide]
1. The female lead is gentle, gracious, humble and polite but not weak. The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
2. 1v1, a bit torturous in the beginning but definitely sweet later on.
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