It was as he said. In the arena, Danmokbi and his opponent Jegalmin had stepped up.
‘Wow, Danmokbi! He shines even from afar.’
My heart pounded at the sight of Danmokbi, standing confidently despite being surely nervous. I stared at the arena, gripping both hands tightly.
The referee greeted the two and recited a brief opening address, raising his hand.
“Begin!”
And a large gong rang out.
Truly the finals. Unlike the other matches, where they charged and collided, Jegalmin and Danmokbi stopped and examined each other for a moment. I knew that this was to assess each other’s abilities and weaknesses.
‘Ah, but age is indeed an issue. Our Danmokbi still looks distinctly young.’
Jegalmin was a sturdy adult even from afar. As I was nervously stamping my feet, the two clashed. Surprisingly, it was Danmokbi who charged first.
“Eeek!”
As Danmokbi swung his sword, Jegalmin raised his in defense. The clashing sound seemed to ring in my ears.
“Ee, ee.”
I had sweat in my hands, but I couldn’t cheer for Danmokbi aloud. It was none other than because the person beside me was Jegalmin’s grandfather.
‘I will leap joyfully when Jegalmin is pushed back, but how can I do that now?’
As I was groaning and watching, grandfather, ghostlike, read my thoughts and nudged my back.
“Cheer as you like.”
“But, but…”
“You are very polite.”
Grandfather’s eyes were very gentle. He swept back my slightly disheveled hair and said.
“I had a youngest daughter who I lost long ago, and you resemble her a lot. If not, I would not have intervened in your situation in the alley earlier.”
“I’m really grateful for that. If not for you, grandfather, I might have died.”
“Since that happened, you cannot return to Danmoksega.”
Grandfather seriously advised me again.
“If you decide to study at Jegalsega, your master will surely agree. Even if they try to target you again, knowing you’re at Jegalsega will make them give up.”
“That’s true, but…”
Grandfather’s words were not wrong at all. And I could tell he was especially recommending it to me.
But still, I couldn’t nod easily.
“…Can I think about it for a bit?”
“Of course. Let’s focus on the match for now.”
He was really a calm and gentle grandfather. I put the important issue aside for the moment and focused intently on the match between Danmokbi and Jegalmin.
‘Whwhat?’
Even though grandfather had allowed it, it still seemed impolite, so I screamed internally and hugged Baekho tightly.
Just then, Jegalmin’s sword blade narrowly grazed Danmokbi’s cheek, and red blood flowed along the long sword wound.
At that moment, I couldn’t help but cheer out loud.
“Master, stay strong!!”
You can’t back down here. Now it’s only a few inches to victory.
‘I know how hard Danmokbi has worked to learn swordsmanship.’
From his childhood without a decent master, relying on Begeup and Baekho, he learned to wield a branch as a sword technique. All to protect himself.
‘But if he wins this match, everyone will recognize Danmokbi’s ability.’
And never again will his childhood misery return to him.
With such thoughts, it was when I was staring at Danmokbi without even blinking.
Jegalmin’s sword, which collided with Danmokbi’s, slipped out of his grip and flew out of the arena.
“Game over! Winner, Danmokbi, the second son of the Danmok Family!”
The referee announced Danmokbi’s victory in a loud voice. People who, like me, were holding their breath and watching the game tensely, all let out a cheer at once.
“Wooooah!!!”
It was a truly extraordinary experience. Even though I was feeling the same emotion as them in this space, I also felt completely isolated.
Even though the cheers were shaking the street, I felt like I was standing alone among many people.
And then.
‘Ah.’
Danmokbi on the stage looked exactly where I was. Among many people, me standing far from the stadium, precisely.
The moment I faced Danmokbi’s smile, I could face my sincerity as well.
‘I want to be by Danmokbi’s side after all.’
Even if Danmoksoo pushes me away, even if there’s almost nothing I can help Danmokbi with in the future.
‘I want to be by Danmokbi’s side!’
My heart was already clearly tinged with that color.
(This is a time separator.)
Jegalyoon looked at the disappearing back of Yeona as she blended into the crowd with faint eyes.
‘She’s just like my daughter, clear in her opinions.’
His lost daughter was the same. With a gentle face, kindhearted like a fool thinking only of others, but never bending once she made up her mind.
‘So she brought a husband who is not even a child of a powerful family, and boldly got married. Even without any hesitation about her lineage.’
It’s not hard at all. Being happy with the one she loves, she said, smiling brightly.
Who would have known she would disappear with such a face?
‘Meeting that child makes my heart uneasy.’
Thinking so, it was when Jegalyoon looked down at the wound that Yeona had breathed and treated.
“No?”
The wound that had definitely been bleeding was nowhere to be found.
‘What is happening here?’
Such magic that could hide a master is rare in this world. That means.
‘Could that child have healed this wound? Just with a few words?’
Thinking so, Jegalyoon was astonished, shivering at his own thought.
The power to defy the laws of the world with a few words.
A spell.
That was exactly the ability needed to reach the final stage of Jegal Family’s secret technique, the Vacuum Weaving Technique.
Ex-husband Wants Reconciliation
One-line summary: Chasing the wife to the crematorium (making an effort to attract someone who has become indifferent), the female lead doesn’t look back, the second male lead takes the position.
Intro:
To repay the kindness of the older generation, Su Mu crossed into a female-dominated world and became a live-in daughter-in-law of the Yan family, single-handedly saving the Yan family from fire and water.
But her husband, Yan Jiyue, the eldest son of the Yan family, treated her with sarcasm and never showed her a good face.
It wasn’t until after Su Mu’s death that this pampered and arrogant young master shed a few fake tears and pretended to want to die for love.
This life’s kindness was enough. If there was a next life, she would definitely kick Yan Jiyue away.
Who knew that the heavens would be so kind as to allow her to be reborn, returning to the time when she had just married into the Yan family.
Su Mu glanced at the Yan eldest son, who still spoke coldly to her, and threw a divorce letter in front of him.
“Let’s divorce!”
***
Yan Jiyue never imagined that he would be reborn. He happily went to find Su Mu, wanting to make up for the mistakes he had made in his ignorant youth.
Wasn’t the reason the heavens allowed him to be reborn to let him reconcile with Su Mu?
But when he pushed open the door to Su Mu’s room, the person lying on the bed was another man.
Su Mu’s personal attendant, Xie Yi.
Yan Jiyue hated him so much that his teeth itched. In front of Su Mu, Xie Yi was a gentle and considerate whisperer of sweet nothings, but in reality, he was vicious-hearted and deliberately sabotaged their husband and wife relationship.
In the previous life, it was he who secretly hid in Su Mu’s coffin and committed suicide, stealing a step ahead of him to be buried with Su Mu.
Yan Jiyue’s eyes were filled with hatred as he cursed, “What kind of thing are you? Your background is lowly, what right do you have to occupy Su Mu?”
Xie Yi looked at the sleeping Su Mu and no longer pretended to be a whisperer of sweet nothings.
He proudly stuck out his belly, “I have the right because my belly is capable of giving the Wife-master a daughter.”
***
Yan Jiyue was consumed with jealousy. He spread rumors that Xie Yi had once been branded with the mark of a “harlot” on his chest.
But on the night Xie Yi cut off the flesh bearing that mark, Su Mu suddenly realized something was amiss.
“How did you know the exact moment I was poisoned? And why did you show up a month early?”
Xie Yi remained silent, blood from his wound soaking through his robes. His sapphire eyes brimmed with anguish – or was it just a flawless act?
Between a once-arrogant husband now seeking redemption, and a gentle soul willing to die for her – who truly held the darkest secrets? And could it be that Su Mu and Yan Jiyue weren’t the only ones given a second chance at life…?
[Reading Guide]
1. True divorce, chasing the wife to the crematorium, the female lead doesn’t look back, the male lead is Xie Yi.
2. The ex-husband did not cheat, he just realized too late and didn’t realize that he liked the female lead.
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