Disgust was even more strongly emanating from the western nobility.
They vividly remembered the words the crown prince spoke not long ago.
The cause of the collapse of the northern fortress is said to be aging.
Didn’t they witness the joyful expression of the crown prince reporting to the emperor, saying not to worry?
It wasn’t a big deal.
They thought it was over, but now there’s a hearing?
Is it even in the midst of the wave now?
“…Crazy.”
Pamson, the leader of the western nobility, did not hide his eyes that expressed pity.
That was clearly insane.
They had always thought he wasn’t in his right mind.
However, they were Termina.
Descendants of the founder who built this empire.
As much as receiving the favor of the dragon.
Even facing the annual onslaught of monsters and enduring the winter with non-stop snowfall.
The nobles endured all of this, thinking of the one who created the Termina Empire, Eclife Termina.
But this time, isn’t it a bit too much?
How long has it been since Sylas Balorc was expelled?
If it weren’t for Jillian Balorc, wouldn’t the empire have shattered into pieces, not just the castle collapsing? What is the emperor doing now?
The more they thought about it, the more unpleasant and nauseating it became.
Pamson, rolling his eyes slowly, realized that the expressions of those shining around him were no different from his.
And, as he looked back at the emperor again, Pamson was surprised.
Even the crown prince guarding the emperor couldn’t hide his disdainful expression.
Wasn’t he always excessively polite whenever it was the emperor’s words?
Even on the day of Sylas Balorc’s execution.
Even on the day when he declared that he would send the princess to Balorc.
The crown prince was always the most polite by the emperor’s side.
Thinking he was a pathetic dog…
‘Look at this…?’
Was he not a useless pawn?
Pamson’s gaze sharpened at that moment.
“Your Majesty, Duke Balorc has arrived in front of the palace. Please give permission for his entrance.”
The knight who received the news from the messenger shouted thunderously.
“…Now he arrives?”
The emperor frowned as if he was planning something.
At that moment, the crown prince who had been standing behind the emperor all along stepped forward.
“What are you doing! Do you intend to make His Majesty wait longer! Immediately lower the city gate and bring the Duke in!”
The words of the crown prince reprimanding the knight were very subtle.
Although it seemed to be thinking of His Majesty, in reality, the emperor missed the opportunity to play tricks.
However, there was nothing he could say in response.
There was no place to catch him.
He couldn’t just recklessly put Duke Balorc outside like before.
If he played tricks on the Duke who was currently in warp, he would lose the support of the imperial citizens.
Indeed, the emperor frowned with dissatisfaction but ultimately remained silent.
‘Oh-ho…’
Pamson’s gaze at the crown prince became noticeably more intense.
The expression “full power sprint” was clearly fitting for this situation.
The knight of the northern command reached the imperial site in just two hours.
It was an unbelievable speed.
The road from the heavily snowed-in capital to the distant imperial palace, which had been well-maintained daily, was frozen a long time ago.
No one except the people of the North walked on such roads.
The knight found a glimmering path frozen with ice and whistled.
I don’t know what signal that is, but from that moment on, a frightening sprint began.
The carriage slipped occasionally.
Swoosh.
Along with the sound of the creaking ice, when the body was rapidly tilted, it felt like the heart was also pounded against the ground involuntarily.
Thanks to that, when Bianca arrived at the imperial palace, she became pale.
Even after getting off the carriage, the feeling of running persisted, and the sensation of the body jolting occasionally didn’t seem to subside.
“We’ll escort you this way.”
Suppressing a dreadful feeling, Bianca, with the most indifferent face possible, moved forward with Jillian.
This was the imperial palace.
The place where Bianca Termina wished to die.
She had come back to that place.
To stand in front of the one who ordered her death.
It was a moment when her stomach churned even more, chewing on the tender insides of her mouth.
Something dug in between her fingers and soon, he tightly grasped her.
“It’s okay.”
“…”
Jillian stopped walking and looked down at Bianca.
Looking at him against the backdrop of the palace, memories of the day they first met suddenly flashed back.
Although it was just a few days ago, it felt like a distant past.
‘Have I been abandoned?’
A man who approached her with a shocking scar and suggested going back to the “house.”
He was suspicious in many ways.
Unreasonably devoted and absurdly kind.
But that’s why she got sucked into it.
With him by her side, the imperial court was not as oppressive as it used to be.
“Jillian.”
“Yes, my lady.”
Was the word “my lady” always this intimate?
My Ex-Girlfriend Is The Regent In The Female-dominant World (Male lead transmigrates to the matriarchal world)
Two years ago, Gu Sui picked up a homeless woman in ancient costume from the street.
Apart from occasionally claiming to be a princess from a female-dominant country due to illness, her figure, appearance, intelligence, and martial arts skills were impeccable.
Naturally evolving from roommates to girlfriends, as time went on, Gu Sui found it increasingly difficult to tolerate her queen syndrome.
“Mu Jiulu, can you stop controlling me inside and out? Let’s break up.”
Gu Sui made a breakup call, and since then, he couldn’t find any trace of her.
A year later, Gu Sui, who was planning to move, woke up the next day and found himself in a different place.
“Young Master, today is the day you choose your Wife-master through martial arts competition at Jade Dew Pavilion. Please get up quickly.”
Gu Sui: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
As the only son of a general’s mansion in a female-dominant dynasty, the young empress personally issued a decree allowing Gu Sui to select his Wife-master through martial arts competition. Whoever could defeat him could marry him.
Gu Sui: “……”
He didn’t inherit the original owner’s martial prowess, so anyone could defeat him! And what the hell is a Wife-master?
Forced to come to Jade Dew Pavilion, the densely packed women below made Gu Sui’s agoraphobia act up, and his face was full of resistance.
Until he saw the Regent sitting on the second floor, with a smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes wicked and nonchalant.
Hmm… she looked a little familiar.
It turned out that the Regent also found him a little familiar.
Mu Jiulu fiddled with her bone clasp, her deep gaze locked on the man who was out of place in this world.
“Finally, I found you.”
Male transmigrates into female-dominant world
One-sentence summary: What goes around comes around, taking turns in the crematorium
