Chapter 175. The Master of Paradise
2024.03.23.The sight of wild beasts, mountain creatures, and flying animals rushing in was spectacular.
The countless animals, like the colorful waves of Bollonico’s paradise, surged down the canyon toward Bollonico’s group.
Like streams gathering into a river and finally merging into a vast sea, it seemed only a matter of time before the waves engulfed them all.
The ground trembled with massive footsteps, gradually approaching, shaking their bodies.
Bollonico, staring blankly at the spectacle, suddenly snapped to his senses.
He grabbed Yuan’s arm, but when she didn’t follow easily, he let go with a curse.
Then, without looking back, he ran toward his horse, intending to ride back and take Yuan with him.
But the beautiful mare, gripped by fear, was already galloping in the opposite direction.
“Sir Muriel! Gumness Yotpa! Dreykub Treloni! Damn it!”
Puuuu-!
A herd of giant elephants began trampling the area.
Even Sir Muriel, the leader of the three knight orders, pale with fear from swords barely piercing their thick hides, ran toward where the mare had gone.
They were completely overwhelmed by the massive wave, crying out like children.
Bollonico, his white clothes utterly soiled and his deliberately long purple cape torn under his feet, charged forward, heedless.
The thought of taking Yuan with him had evaporated in that moment.
Fleeing. Fleeing. Fleeing. Still fleeing, he tripped over a massive rock he hadn’t even noticed and tumbled into the dirt.
“Yuan! Yuan Pelliese!”
No sooner had he shouted the name he instinctively called out in pain than a yellow elephant, catching up with terrifying speed, raised its massive foot.
It was the very foot he had once torn at the Achilles tendon and gouged with the emperor’s sword.
The shadow of the giant foot fell over Bollonico’s pale face, frozen in complete terror.
Bollonico came to his senses long after Sir Muriel had thrown himself at Devo’s foot to attack it.
Leaving Sir Muriel, who was fending off the charging beasts with all his strength, Bollonico fled desperately, cutting down and trampling the animals rushing at him.
Hiding in a pile of rocks that could serve as a fortress, he slashed at the flying creatures pecking at his head and shouted.
“Sir Muriel! Yuan Pelliese!”
And through the wave of beasts, Yuan approached him.
Normally, he would have gaped and asked how she could possibly pass through such a place unscathed, but Bollonico, in great shock, yelled at her to take away his pain immediately.
With a terrifying face, crazed with madness, as if he had never whispered love.
His disheveled blond hair uncombed, his eyes bloodshot.
Relieved that she had safely reached him, yet still.
“I’ll slaughter every one of these damned things. Let’s hold out until help arrives.”
With trembling hands, he gripped his sword handle tighter and ground his teeth.
“Who dares bite their master?”
Embracing Yuan with one arm as she slipped through a narrow gap in the rocks, he mercilessly thrust his sword into the bodies of the flying creatures attacking from above.
His swift hands, which had whipped, trampled, and trained the beasts, now took their lives without remorse as they charged for revenge.
As the sword pierced the body of a giant eagle, both of them were drenched in blood at the same time.
Kaaaah. Before the dying beast’s final cry faded, Yuan clutched the eagle’s body rolling on the ground.
“What are you doing! Get over here!”
A doll-like face drenched in blood smashed the head of a reindeer poking through the rock gap and shouted.
Yuan curled up in his arms again.
At that moment.
The sword tip, which had been dancing nervously, trembled violently.
The moment he embraced Yuan Pelliese, a pain like being pierced by a sword tore through his body mercilessly.
The pain was so vivid that Bollonico briefly suspected Yuan Pelliese had hidden a sword and stabbed it vertically into his body.
But apart from bruises and scratches from the melee with the animals, his body was intact.
“Sister-in-law, ugh. Sister-in-law…!”
Clutching Yuan’s unresponsive shoulders tightly, Bollonico called her name as if begging her to take away his pain.
And that weakness, unable to endure even slight pain, twisted Yuan Pelliese.
“Take my pain away now! Damn it! Damn it! Argh, aaargh!”
Boom-!
A rhinoceros, whose horn he had once half-cut and ridden with a leash, crashed into the rock.
Through the half-broken rock gap, all sorts of beasts poured into the small space where they stood.
Bollonico thrust his thin sword wildly while shaking Yuan.
“Hurry!”
His desperate blue eyes looked down. But at that moment, a chill ran down his spine, out of place in this urgent and dangerous situation.
Because Yuan Pelliese, with a cold face, completely detached from this life-or-death crisis, was staring straight up at him.
“No.”
“What? What…!”
The problem wasn’t that he couldn’t properly hear the words whispered in his arms.
Nor was it Yuan Pelliese’s calm and composed face in this urgent and absurd situation.
A pain he had never experienced, indescribable in words, struck his head like lightning.
The pain of being cut, stabbed, and whipped didn’t just stay on the surface but slowly invaded his body.
Bollonico stared blankly at his trembling body, curling up on its own, though no one was beating him.
In excruciating pain, his body crumbled, and he clung desperately to Yuan Pelliese, but her unyielding, stone-like body refused to embrace him back, and his sturdy frame only flowed limply.
He knelt on the blood-soaked dirt, raising his head toward Yuan Pelliese until his neck nearly broke.
His beautiful blond hair, matted with blood, obscured his vision.
Struggling under the weight of invisible heavy chains piling onto his body, Bollonico pleaded.
“Save…”
“…”
“Save me…”
The black eyes of the woman he thought would smile gently at him were mercilessly resolute, as if determined to witness his end.
“You’re only receiving what you gave.”
“Save, ugh… Save me… sob…”
“In the paradise you created, it wouldn’t make sense for you to be absent.”
Small beasts with madness in their eyes crawled through the rock gap, leaping up and sinking their teeth into every part of his trembling body.
Strangely, the attacks bypassed Yuan Pelliese alone.
In this hunt, her white attire, beautifully adorned without any armor, was gradually stained with red spots.
The crisp fabric and flawless white flesh were slowly torn apart.
“Try living well in the paradise you made.”
Yuan Pelliese, faintly frowning at his blood-soaked clothes, calmly stepped out of the rock gap.
Bollonico, writhing with his wounded body, crawled, fumbling across the ground.
His hard-earned treasure was slipping further away.
“No, no…”
He reached out, but it was futile.
Her neat black hair trampled the snowy plain, advancing without ever looking back.
The beautiful man surrounded by beasts fought through the overwhelming pain and charging animals, breaking through the rock gap with his last strength, moving forward, forward.
“Wait. Wait! Explain!! Sob… Explain-!”
He suddenly realized whose this strange, gnawing pain came from.
With each limping, staggering step, bright red blood stained the white snow.
He couldn’t become food for the beasts like this.
He couldn’t end his life in such a wretched death.
If anyone was born noble, lived noble, and should die noble, it was Bollonico Euphris.
He hadn’t yet become the crown prince. He hadn’t earned his father’s approval.
He hadn’t even crossed swords with Clade Euphris, the hateful man he’d been compared to his whole life.
Lowly beasts—if he could just recover a bit, no matter how many, he could cut them all down and escape.
With bloodshot eyes, Bollonico kept brushing back his blood-matted blond hair.
His body felt like tattered rags. The flawless body he prided himself on felt defiled by all the filthy things tearing it apart.
A wretched appearance, more repulsive than a cursed fallen prince, filled him with nausea.
He plunged his sword into the snow, moving his feet more desperately.
Blood flowed from broken toes, soaking his boots. His vision flickered white and clear in turns.
“Yuan Pelliese… Yuan Pelliese… You damned…”
If he could just reach those slaughtering the beasts and retreating in the distance, the situation would turn.
He would show no more mercy to Yuan Pelliese.
He would lock her in his paradise, chain her to a post, whip her without a drop of water until she begged for forgiveness.
He would do the same training his father had used to subdue him.
And he would personally interrogate what this absurd ability was!
But before him, a shadow of similar size loomed.
Bollonico, barely steadying his staggering body, his scarred face pale, froze.
His swollen, once-beautiful blue eyes trembled violently.
A group of colorful humans holding clubs and whips.
At their forefront, he met the cold eyes of a blue-skinned servant, Kuntan.
“Yuan Pelliese! Yuan…! Yuan…!”
His desperate voice gradually faded.
And then.
The anguished echo ringing through the white canyon fell silent in an instant.
An eerie stillness followed.
Male lead is a Destined Young Husband (Female-dominant)
One-sentence summary: Wife-master, listen to my explanation!
Li Ruantang, a young lady from a prestigious family, stumbled and fell. When she woke up, she saw a noble and beautiful young man sitting by her bedside, wiping away tears.
The young master had slightly reddened eyes, and his every move exuded charm.
The sight made Li Ruantang’s eyes hot and her heart flutter. After all, she had made a bet with the young master Meng from the neighboring family. If she couldn’t marry a husband before the end of the year, she would have to admit defeat and give up the jade she had worked so hard to obtain.
Outside the window, the flowers were in full bloom.
Rather than losing the bet, the jade, and her face, Li Ruantang calculated that it would be better to seek marriage with the young master in front of her, killing three birds with one stone.
…
Meng Jun never thought that an accident during a spring outing would lead to them rolling down a cliff and into a river, yet still survive.
Now they were trapped in an unknown village, and Meng Jun had overheard that the family who had rescued them had their own intentions.
After all, it was Li Ruantang who had lost her mind and sought marriage first. He was only trying to protect himself!
Glancing at Li Ruantang, who was listing her own merits, the young husband’s voice softened, and he blushed as he lied, “W-wife-master, Wife-master, don’t you remember me?”
The young husband’s voice was clear and handsome, coaxing Li Ruantang’s heart to be soft and sweet, and she spared no effort to protect him.
It wasn’t until they returned to the capital that Li Ruantang suddenly remembered.
When they had fallen off the cliff, in order not to implicate Wei Yunruo, whom he secretly admired, the young husband had instead pulled her, who was slightly farther away, down the cliff with him…
Short summary by Yuushi L: Initially, the male lead (ML) liked another girl, while the female lead (FL) liked the ML. Both fell off a cliff. The FL temporarily lost her memory, and the ML, fearing others might take advantage of him, claimed FL was his wife while they were staying in a village. Later, when they returned home, the FL regained her memories and remembered that the ML liked someone else, so she kept her distance from him. However, during their time living together in the countryside, the ML’s view of the FL had completely changed. From this point, his pursuit of the FL begins.
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