I couldn’t understand what had satisfied Danmokbi’s heart, so I just tilted my head. Then Baekho tapped my thigh with his round paw, as if demanding attention, and said,
Hmph, you can call me by a special name. There’s no bad person among those who hate cats.
At Baekho’s words, I nodded.
“Cats are indeed…”
No! Call me the great deity!
“Yes, yes.”
I didn’t feel any credibility, but if he says so, let’s go with that.
I stroked Baekho’s fluffy fur and asked,
“So, is the spell completely broken? Is the master safe?”
At least from me? But I don’t know. They didn’t seem like the type to give up easily.
I bit my lip at Baekho’s answer.
‘Those who would even think of sacrificing their twin son won’t simply give up after one failure.’
So what should I do when another scam comes?
As if reading my mind, Baekho flicked his rough tongue and answered,
We were lucky this time, but it’s hard to expect the spell to break with an incantation next time.
“An incantation?”
I opened my eyes wide at Baekho’s words, and he smiled, eyes squinting.
What’s this? Don’t you even know what you broke the spell with?
How could I know? I haven’t even been possessed by this world for a month.
When I gave an awkward smile, Baekho explained kindly, even without asking.
Words have power. Things that do not exist in the world can gain substance just by being described in words. That’s an incantation.
In other words, it was the power of language.
Baekho tilted his head innocently.
Normal humans can’t handle incantations; I don’t know how you managed it so easily. All the incantation masters in this world should have disappeared.
“Oh, that does make sense to me.”
This is a world I created with words.
Since it was a world created once with incantation, it was natural that my words, as the original creator, would have strong power.
In other words, since I was by Danmokbi’s side, it was all right, but if someone else had been there, I couldn’t guarantee Danmokbi’s safety.
“He survived in the original work, so he must have survived this time too.”
But did he really escape unscathed? There are many cases where surviving is worse than death.
“I hardly described Danmokbi’s condition in the original work.”
Just as the undescribed past could be so terrifying and cruel, Danmokbi’s future was also uncertain.
“My lord.”
With just one word from me, his life became so twisted. My heart ached with guilt. I firmly held Danmokbi’s hand.
“It’s really a relief.”
I almost shed tears, but I was able to hold them back.
“Uh uh, don’t cry for doing well. Let’s not cry.”
If I cry here, I’ll feel sorry for Danmokbi. I fanned my moistened eyes.
Danmokbi frowned at me.
“You’re weird.”
“Oh my, you’re saying the same thing as Lord White Tiger.”
Why do people keep calling me strange? As I smiled a deflated smile, Danmokbi pouted his lips and said,
“But you and I are almost strangers. It’s strange that you are so kind to me.”
“It’s not strange, it’s natural.”
How could anyone firmly reject the hand of a child in such a difficult situation?
“That’s…….”
At my response, Danmokbi seemed to have many objections. I just cut off Danmokbi’s words.
“Just think I’m fooling around to alleviate my guilt.”
“Huh?”
Since this is actually inside a novel and I am the author, I couldn’t answer like this, so I decided to overlook Danmokbi’s query.
I looked back at Lord White Tiger.
“So how can the spell on my lord be broken? Will it not break with just this one defeat?”
To permanently nullify it, you must break the spell that summons the divine creature from the other side. If they try to summon the divine creature again, it will reactivate at any time. To be free from the engraved spell, you must strengthen your own power.
“That means if my lord becomes stronger, he can win over any spell on his own.”
Lord White Tiger nodded cautiously.
The possibility will increase. But doesn’t human training take a very long time? Realistically impossible…….
“No, there’s a way.”
Lord White Tiger was right.
To overcome a spell made by the legendary elders of the Danmok Family, Danmokbi must reach a certain level of mastery.
Even if Danmokbi was an unparalleled genius, it would have taken 20 years. But I had a trick to expedite that time.
“I’m going to break open the hidden piggy bank.”
“Piggy bank?”
What are you talking about?
I smiled a mysterious smile.
The piggy bank I referred to was the fate I had hidden here and there to strengthen the protagonist.
Of course, it wasn’t a piggy bank for Danmokbi, but still.
‘Well, aren’t piggy banks meant to be used?’
Having decided to help, I determined to assist Danmokbi with all my might.
[This is the time separator]Upon leaving Danmokbi’s villa, I went straight to the chief steward who was responsible for the affairs of the Danmok Family.
Of course, the chief steward was not someone who would meet a lowly scrub like me just because I wanted to meet him.
However!
‘I know where the chief steward takes his break.’
The chief steward of the Danmok Family was an incurable smoker, who, despite being a martial artist and having to quit smoking, had failed and was secretly smoking.
I went straight to that place and was able to meet the chief steward.
“Hello, Chief Steward!”
“Ah!”
The official with the rank of General was caught smoking. How surprised he must have been! I laughed brightly and said to the General,
“Don’t worry, General. I have no prejudice against smokers.”
“Ah, ththat…”
“But others might feel differently?”
“……!!”
The General’s face turned pale. In a moment, it might flush with anger, perhaps daring to threaten me!
I quickly took the initiative before he could get angry.
“I would like to request a transfer of position. I originally work in a laundromat.”
“There’s no need to tell me such trivial things.”
It’s not trivial, that’s why. I smiled brightly and said,
“I want to become a caretaker for Lord Danmokbi!”
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?
——
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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