“Have you verified the results yourself?”
“I’m not sure yet. However, the toxicity is very high.”
“It’s common for the area to be contaminated with toxicity during active periods.”
The sea path was entirely darkened by the toxic fumes.
It was only boundless.
Benjamin looked away from the deck below and asked,
“How is the situation within the monster subjugation team?”
“We are short on manpower. The active period has just started.”
“Reinforcements from the Royal Palace’s 3rd Knight Division will soon be dispatched to the subjugation team. Also, report any additional needs to the Royal Palace. Supplies will be filled.”
The navy was in charge of the monster subjugation team, and they were also the air defense area’s barrier.
Even if the royal family dispatched a subjugation team, the core was formed by the Poputa navy.
“How is it?”
“Why are you asking me about the subjugation team’s leadership? It’s the commander’s responsibility.”
“Didn’t Your Majesty lead it yourself before? You’ve set up the foundation and structure for the current subjugation team.”
“There’s nothing to thank for an obvious fact.”
“It’s been forgotten because it was too obvious, hasn’t it?”
“It being forgotten doesn’t make it non-existent.”
Poputa territory.
Located there was Poputa’s 1st defense zone.
The duty of the commander of Poputa was to protect Poputa and subjugate the monsters.
“Everyone thought it was naturally forgotten because they had forgotten it.”
“They probably didn’t want to give power to Poputa. Greedy people wouldn’t like the dispersion of power.”
Because the defense area had been kept stable, everyone forgot the risk.
If the past Benjamin had established and led the subjugation team,
Then the current commander of Poputa, Count Poputa, had inherited that system.
“The preparations for monster carcass collection are complete. Would you like to do it yourself since you came for this?”
Benjamin rested his arm on his scabbard.
“Bring the explosives.”
“They are all taken out.”
The officers took out the explosives from the cargo.
“Blow it up.”
The explosives detonated underwater. A Kraken surged up rapidly.
Benjamin drew his sword from the scabbard.
He thrust the sword into the monster’s mouth and slashed it sideways.
“Put its head in the storage.”
Benjamin looked at the sky, overcast with dark clouds, and sheathed his sword.
The subjugation team ended it by plunging a sword into the last Kraken’s mouth.
The Kraken clanked its teeth outside its mouth. It frothed and slowly sank into the water.
“Isn’t it fascinating? The defensive area is buried under this vast sea, yet something keeps leaking toxins. These toxins don’t spread through the seawater but only spread within.”
“Who knows what’s buried underneath.”
“Yes. Sometimes, I want to go down there and see.”
The waves were unsettled, perhaps a storm was coming.
Unbelievable.
‘The tomb of monsters…’
If monsters and death are closely related, then it would be a tomb I experience.
I have no connection.
You are… [Text Incomplete] “Kwee-ung.”
A white tuft of fur settled beside Charlotte, sitting down on its haunches.
“Your name is Lan. No other name would suit you.”
Lan meant ‘white soul’ in ancient language.
No other name seemed right.
Whenever Lan heard his name, he would sit down, pressing his hindquarters to the ground.
As if it were his place.
He easily found his way to Charlotte’s side.
“Your Highness, are you here?”
The maids approached Charlotte.
“Dark clouds are gathering. Please move from your spot.”
Charlotte was on her way back from the royal archive.
Thump, thump, thump. Shortly after, rain began to pour.
“I will fetch something for you to use. Please stay under the eaves!”
And so she avoided the rain under the eaves.
The sticky dampness of the mud pulled at her ankles.
Shadows were unusually dark, and Charlotte felt as if she were stepping specifically into those shadows.
It felt as if they were holding her back.
“Stop it, Lan.”
Lan pressed down on the mud with his pure white front paws. As he forcefully patted the ground, his white paws quickly turned black.
It was better to turn back.
“Your Highness! I’ll escort you to the palace!”
The maids who had gone to fetch something returned.
“The weather is getting worse.”
“Was the smell of earth always this strong?”
Charlotte narrowed her eyes. She felt as if she were being pulled downward.
“Come here, Lan.”
The day was not yet over, but it was too dark.
It would be better to avoid this spot.
“Oh no, Your Highness!”
The object meant to be used was flipped into the air.
The windstorm hit from the side. Her breath began to slow.
The reason was close at hand.
“Oh, this priest has chosen a poor time.”
A presence stepped forward.
Pyotr approached, leaning on his cane.
The smell of wet earth.
A thick, gloomy atmosphere brushed against the nape of her neck.
Their steps coincidentally met.
“Ah, this priest has been away due to a sickness.”
Pyotr’s complexion was a bit dark. The area beneath his hands was black, and his eyes were tinged with jaundice.
“You are leaning on a cane.”
“Ah, it’s just that the time has come.”
Pyotr tightly gripped the handle of his cane.
His eyes, filled with madness, emitted a yellowish glow. A murky aura seemed to engulf him, puffing him up.
Crunch.
He ground his molars.
“The time is soon.”
Pyotr clasped hands with Charlotte.
His hand was full of rough burn marks.
These marks were originally worse, but they now remained like fading scars.
“I will reclaim you. It’s not over yet.”
He seemed off.
His eyes had narrowed. His mouth and eyes had thinned.
If he had been a man plagued by an unfathomable antagonism and loathing in the past,
“Now he seems balanced.”
As if,
This was always meant to be him.
“Your Highness, this is not a state for someone who has never soiled their hands with dirt…”
“It’s a trivial matter.”
Pyotr narrowed his eyes.
Darkness. Everything sank into darkness.
The shadows were dense, and this was not just her imagination.
The dark shadow opened its jaws wide, and he was swallowing his breath thinly.
“What brings you all the way here?”
Someone interrupted his breathing.
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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