No matter how many times Shayne witnessed it, he was always in awe of the sight of a steadfast knight crumbling.
Balrok’s knights were excellent.
However, that was only as ‘knights.’
Balrok’s knights, who faced only monsters, might be strong and skilled.
However, in stealth and strategy, they were absurdly vulnerable.
Just like steadfast knights often were.
They might have guarded against ‘monsters.’
But they probably never thought about ‘thieves.’
So they might have stuck around every day.
“Let’s take the princess.”
Facing the man who followed him, Shayne raised his chin, showing approval.
The knight, still half-conscious, couldn’t even move a muscle as they passed by him.
Somehow, the fallen maid on the floor was in the same state.
Shayne approached the bed with light steps.
‘Take her away carefully.’
What grabbed his ankle was a small hand that lacked strength.
“No.”
The maid, still half-asleep, resisted.
It was a pitiful and dreadful sight.
Her flesh was torn from biting so much, and her mouth area was covered in blood.
Every time her eyelids, raised with great effort, fell heavily, the maid expressed a desire to die.
This was something new.
Shayne watched the scene and slowly bent his waist.
“Shh. Go to sleep now.”
“No, no.”
The maid’s breath, bursting through her disrupted mouth, smelled entirely foul.
When Shayne, looking at the blood flowing down her chin, drew his sword, it was then.
“I’ve never seen anything like this.”
“No, no.”
“Shall I kill you?”
Because you seem too inconvenient.
Shayne was sincere.
Right at that moment.
“Ugh!”
Along with his comrade’s exclamation, Shayne also had to twist his body to dodge the sharp force coming towards him.
“What’s this!”
Collapsed on the ground, Shayne burst into laughter at the sight of the knight, who had been crawling like a caterpillar, now standing straight with a neat face, looking down at him.
It was an almost stable appearance that would be mistaken for an illusion if not for the slightly trembling blade.
“What on earth is that?”
At Shayne’s words, a melodious voice echoed.
“Because I’m a Balrok knight.”
The youthful and playful voice belonged to the maid who had been writhing on the ground until a while ago.
Shayne, who pressed his side, watching the maid and the man who seemed to have recovered, twisted his mouth.
“Did you take an antidote?”
“There’s no such thing.”
“Then how are you enduring it? I mean, speaking from my mouth, this usually isn’t very effective.”
“I said they were Balrok’s knights.”
“But what about a moment ago?”
“Half exaggeration and half a trap. In reality, it’s still a bit tough.”
Suddenly, Shayne noticed something strange in the maid’s words.
The Balrok knights, who completely turned the poison of monsters during the wave, didn’t usually succumb to minor poisons.
“What about now?”
“Partly an exaggeration. It’s still a bit tough.”
Suddenly, Shayne realized something odd in the maid’s words.
It was strange for her to say that Balrok’s knights, who reversed the poison during the wave, couldn’t handle minor poisons.
“…Are you a knight too?”
In response to Shayne’s question, the maid laughed.
“Did you think I was just a deficient maid?”
“Because I’m a knight. It’s natural for a maid not to be good at her job.”
Whether the half-exaggeration was a lie or not, Shayne’s body lightly swayed despite his relaxed tone. Shayne took a handkerchief from his pocket and tied it around his long, split neck.
“Oh, are you really amazing too? Even after being slashed in two places, you don’t even flinch. This is impossible, right?”
“It’s useless if I don’t kill.”
In response to the maid’s question, Shayne answered indifferently, as if it were someone else’s affair, and stood up. Each breath Shayne took made Bain’s side painfully sore. However, if he delayed any longer, he might really die. The trap was set for that.
By the way, where is the princess? It’s strange that it’s so quiet even with all this commotion, Shayne asked.
“Did you have tea?”
“What tea?”
Ha.
In response to the maid’s question, Shayne burst into laughter. Was my trembling due to fear of betraying Balroc, or was it because I was nervous about lying to myself?
‘I should have just killed her instead of using the “severed tail”.’
Suddenly, my teeth felt sharp.
“Making a fuss, huh?”
“What nonsense are you talking about?”
“Why is the princess so quiet?”
“Did you drink tea?”
“What tea?”
Ha.
In response to the maid’s question, Shayne burst into laughter.
“What are you saying?”
“Why is the princess so quiet?”
“Did you drink tea?”
“What tea?”
Ha.
In response to the maid’s question, Shayne burst into laughter.
“What are you saying?”
“Why is the princess so quiet?”
“Did you drink tea?”
“What tea?”
Ha.
In response to the maid’s question, Shayne burst into laughter.
“What are you saying?”
“Why is the princess so quiet?”
“Did you drink tea?”
“What tea?”
Ha.
In response to the maid’s question, Shayne burst into laughter.
“What are you saying?”
“Why is the princess so quiet?”
“Did you drink tea?”
“What tea?”
Ha.
In response to the maid’s question, Shayne burst into laughter.
“What are you saying?”
“Why is the princess so quiet?”
“Did you drink tea?”
“What tea?”
Ha.
In response to the maid’s question, Shayne burst into laughter.
“What are you saying?”
“Why is the princess so quiet?”
“Did you drink tea?”
“What tea?”
Ha.
In response to the maid’s question, Shayne burst into laughter.
“What are you saying?”
“Why is the princess so quiet?”
“Did you drink tea?”
“What tea?”
Ha.
In response to the maid’s question, Shayne burst into laughter.
“What are you saying?”
Male lead fell into her trap — and shattered when she walked away
This is also on my reread list!
This one is a slow burn, but when it burns, it burns hard.
Definitely worth a read, y’all!
The story follows a thousand-year-old seductive spirit who, on a bet, sets out to charm the male lead—a once-promising but unfortunate cultivator.
But just when she succeeds in making him fall for her, she heartlessly leaves, driving him to madness.
Determined to find her at all costs, he captures her, keeping her by his side no matter what, even if she hates him.
I love this kind of trope—I enjoy watching the male lead suffer in agony.
The ending drags a bit with unnecessary filler, but that’s fine.
As long as I enjoy the beginning, I’m good.
Intro
As an enchantress, Su Heng possesses captivating eyes and charming beauty, easily manipulating the joys and sorrows of living beings at her fingertips.
But to enchant a god, making him taste the bitterness of love’s separation, long-lasting resentment, unattainable desires, and inability to let go…
Do you dare?
Su Heng assists a divine lord in his cultivation, aiming to make him experience all the sufferings of love, so that he can attain the Great Dao.
Only after being chased down from the heavens by the divine lord, confined and completely possessed by him, does she realize how successful she has been.
The once gentle and polite youth has transformed into someone she no longer recognizes.
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