All she had done was to raise her own value. Yet the ‘Swan of Linville’, which had not returned to her even though she had devoted herself to him, was now about to easily fall into her hands.
No, in fact, he wasn’t giving the ‘Swan of Linville’. He wanted to exchange it for the ‘Heart of the Blue Deep’.
A woman who could be a trade partner or a tool of use, but could never receive a jewel filled with love, that was Ariadne de Mare to Cesare.
She couldn’t stop the hollow laughter that came out. Her anger rose to the point of piercing the sky, and all that came out was laughter.
“Count Cesare de Como. You really are stupid.”
“Me?”
You lost someone who truly gave everything to you. You’re at a big loss.
However, Ariadne’s lips spoke different words than the ones deeply rooted in her heart. She couldn’t possibly say what she truly felt. It would sound insane.
“You’ve insulted the king with your claims of being a prince or whatever. I’ll let that slide. After all, I’m the illegitimate daughter of a cardinal, and my position isn’t exactly upright either.”
It was an attack that pierced like a needle into Cesare’s weakest spot.
“But if you’re living a precarious life, depending on the King’s grace, hanging by a thread in both politics and military, shouldn’t you at least pay proper attention to the King’s mood?”
Cesare looked surprised at this unexpected attack. Until now, no one had come right at him, jabbing at him with such unpleasant words while he was trying to charm them with a smile.
“Do you think the King gave me the ‘Heart of the Blue Deep’ to sell it off? Do you think he’ll be pleased if I just up and sell it?”
“What?”
“Do you think it will look good to the King if I sell it to the Kingdom of Gallico or the Republic of Porto because they offer a good price?”
Ariadne shot back at him with an enraged voice.
“The ‘Heart of the Blue Deep’ is close to being an item entrusted to me by the King. I am the custodian, not the owner. This is not something that can be bought with money.”
This much was a fact. But what followed was emotion.
“Even I know your sincerity, yet you thoughtlessly call me your son and show up to say, ‘Sell the Heart of the Blue Deep.’ It’s truly ridiculous! You, who cannot distinguish right from wrong, good from bad, what you should have and what you shouldn’t, are dreaming a far too grand dream. Come to your senses.”
“In your previous life, you could not discern between the woman you should have had and the one you shouldn’t have. It’s the same this time. It’s just that the object is a gem.”
Ariadne was about to leave the place this time. As someone who had been with Cesare for 14 years, even if she didn’t understand him, she had memorized his patterns. It was clear that he would not be able to restrain his anger at this timing.
“Hey, you! Stop!”
As expected, Count Cesare turned around swiftly and caught Ariadne’s wrist as she strode away.
Ariadne shook him off more violently than before, but Cesare didn’t flinch this time, whether he was serious or not. The grip of a grown man hurt her wrist.
“Let go!”
A man’s voice, a tone thicker than Ariadne’s sharp scream, overlapped.
“Release your hand, Count de Como.”
It was Prince Alfonso, one of the only two people in San Carlo who could properly call Cesare ‘Count de Como’.
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
