Did she go on vacation that day?
Why am I so unlucky?
I just mentioned it without much thought, since everyone knows about it. Is this something worth getting dragged into the courtyard and scolded for?
Discouraged by Sallin’s scathing tone, the young maid felt on the verge of tears.
“So, you’re saying you handed out one Giant Rabbit fur to each resident in the immigrant area? Such a valuable item?”
“Yes, yes.”
“And the Duke knows?”
“Yes. The Duke was there that day.”
“And you’re saying that was possible even though the Duke was there? What are you talking about!”
Sallin was infuriated to the point of steaming at the maid’s words.
Initially, he thought it was nonsense, but the more he heard, the more annoyed he became.
He ended up doing the laundry, a job even maids disliked, just for making a few mistakes in speaking.
And it wasn’t even something he hadn’t said.
So just because of that, he was dipping his hands all day in this freezing water, while these worthless maids gave away Giant Rabbit furs?
And they put him in this cold place?
He was absolutely enraged.
Sallin was thoroughly sick of the cold.
“Ah…”
He disliked the blindingly white breath that clouded his vision when he exhaled, and he hated the cold wind that bit into any exposed flesh.
That’s not all.
Unlike the ladies of the capital, he couldn’t remember the last time he had been able to show off a fine outfit.
What’s a fine outfit?
He was lucky not to stumble while wearing layers of clothes.
Then there was that day.
That day, too, he was grumbling about the unbearable cold in the courtyard.
“If you hate the cold, why don’t you leave Balrock territory?”
“That’s easy for you to say. Leaving a territory isn’t a joke. You need a home and a settlement fee. Do you think money is that easy to come by?”
“Then what if I give it to you?”
Up until that moment, Sallin thought it was a joke.
But it wasn’t.
“Do you think a princess raised in the capital can endure the north? Just work a little to bring her back.”
The hooded figure handed over a purse full of gold coins with a grating, unpleasant voice.
“I can’t do that. I don’t have the ability. I’m not a knight.”
The purse he thoughtlessly accepted was so heavy that it nearly fell from his hands.
Though Sallin refused, the other person only smiled and didn’t take the money bag back.
“It doesn’t have to be a knight to do this. Just spread some rumors for me. Let everyone know that it’s hard for the princess to endure it here.”
“Rumors?”
‘So, it’s a rumor. Even if you’re not a knight, you could do that much.’
‘…What do you mean?’
‘Well, it could become a nasty rumor, it could be pity, or it could be criticism. There are plenty of ways.’
The sound of tittering laughter felt like it was tearing through the eardrums.
‘What can easily sway the people of Barlock now?’
Given that Barlock’s sentiment towards Termina had reached its peak, the answer was obvious.
‘You’re an unfortunate soul who has even been ousted from the palace. Just try a little harder to survive, or to be thrown out.’
It was thought to be difficult, but the job turned out to be easier than expected.
Should I really accept this money?
I was caught by the audacious young girl, but not yet noticed by the head of the household.
‘If the princess comes out of the Barlock territory, I will give you ten times what you’ve received today. You’ll be able to live comfortably anywhere you go.’
Sallin didn’t forget the weight of the gold purse she had received.
So even when she was sent down to the laundry room by the head of the household, she held her tongue. There was no sign of her reverting to her original status as a maid.
The news today was shocking to the increasingly anxious Sallin.
What has he given to the commoners while keeping me, a maid, stuck here?
‘I can’t believe this. Not even knowing what will become of me. Acting as if you’ve really become the Duchess? Pretending to be generous?’
To Sallin, who had been born and raised an aristocrat, this was the ultimate insult.
‘Hey!’
Sallin called out to the maid, but when she came to her senses, she was the only one left in the backyard.
Seems like she slipped away while I was lost in thought.
‘These ratlike creatures.’
This is why you shouldn’t deal with those without lineage.
Just when Sallin was intensely chewing on her malice—
‘Hey, can you talk to me for a second?’
‘What?’
A large shadow engulfed Sallin from behind.
The white fog enveloping her felt like a tightly knit hell.
Gillian swallowed the acrid smell of sulfur and gunpowder as he took a step.
The snow was piled up to his waist, but it wasn’t hindering his movement.
It was just when Gillian, who was walking briskly, had arrived at the 5th fort.
Thud, thud.
A faint noise was caught between the thumping sounds made by the Grace Worms that were incessantly pounding on the fort.
It was a frail, cracking noise.
‘Ha….’
The 7th fort was completely collapsing.
For a moment, the whole world seemed to turn white and vibrated greatly.
As the rising white fog cleared, what greeted him was a much closer Grace Worm.
Thud.
Thud.
The fire thrown from the 4th fort had reduced their numbers somewhat, but there were still seven Grace Worms remaining.
Thud.
They were throwing themselves against the 6th fort.
The calm manner in which they were destroying the fort seemed almost obsessive, as if they were looking for something.
Thud.
A tingling vibration reached the tips of his toes, and our eyes met.
At that moment, a strange cheer rang out in his head.
‘I’ve found it!’
Male lead is reincarnated to save his wife
I’ve also read this one twice already. The female lead is kinda soft and gets embarrassed easily—not really my type, but the plot is definitely worth reading. Hurry up and read it, y’all!
Intro
When Shen Yuan encountered Su Jin again in his previous life, she had already become the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. As for him, the former top young master of the capital, he had long since fallen into the abyss, becoming a singer on a pleasure boat.
After a song ended, he was redeemed and sent to the Su Residence.
Su Jin respected and cherished him, gave him a roof over his head, and bestowed him with warmth. Shen Yuan fell deeper and deeper, but before he could express his feelings, Su Jin passed away.
Shen Yuan died to follow her in death, but instead, he returned to when he was fifteen years old.
At that time, he was not yet engaged, and Su Jin was just a poor scholar.
Shen Yuan gritted his teeth, casting aside all his pride, and thought of ways to coax and entice her every day.
The colder and more indifferent Su Jin was towards him, the more proactive Shen Yuan became.
He was not afraid of being mocked by the world, only wanting to marry his Wife-master early, to hold her hand and never let go for a lifetime.
[Note: This story will not specifically point out the male lead’s reincarnation time point; it’s all in the details. Whenever you feel that the male lead is acting strangely, he has most likely been reincarnated.]
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