Sharlov raised his hand.
A creepy energy permeated the air.
That energy dug into the flesh and penetrated deep into the bones.
The guy let out a tearing scream.
With a ripping sound, the cry that tore through his mouth came to an end.
“Get lost.”
Benjamin cut off his breath. The torn cry ceased, and the pulled-out feathers were piled up like a charred heap.
“Who is it?”
He searched the interior like a demon.
“Who conducted the search inside here?”
The information officer replied, denying any such action.
“All search teams have finished their cross-examinations! Nothing was missed, Your Highness!”
“Continue the internal search. Don’t let a single corner be overlooked. Afterward, this place is under complete lockdown until the situation is resolved.”
It was the moment Sharlov shook his arm.
A scolding gaze poured down, as if saying, “You again.” Those eyes pierced the flesh sharply, and his arm extended. His fingertips grazed his wrist lightly.
“Give me that hand. You don’t even know how to handle my hand carefully. Couldn’t you be a bit more careful?”
“Ah…”
“Skin touched by venom has weakened healing. If it’s not treated in time, it will take longer for new skin to grow.”
He burned off the venom with the blade.
Skilled knights could burn off venom with their blades, and those who reached a high level could interfere with others’ venom and burn it away.
“There’s probably no antiseptic here.”
“Even if there is, be careful not to touch anything in this mansion without thought.”
“Ah, if it’s antiseptic in this mansion, forget it. We’re going to dispose of everything here.”
Sharlov tied a handkerchief around his wrist.
“I’m leaving now.”
The knot was quickly untied. The fabric loosened, and a thick finger rose along his wrist. Tuk, he gently covered the fabric.
“This won’t stop the bleeding.”
Benjamin fixed the knot, and soon after, a messenger arrived from outside.
“Your Highness, I will take you outside.”
Afterwards, his hand was treated.
“Don’t get hurt.”
Aaron whispered quietly.
“There are many who worry about Your Highness when you get hurt.”
“Seems like it.”
“It’s fortunate that the initial treatment was done well.”
Aaron treated his arm with antiseptic.
“It’s done, Your Highness.”
After Aaron put down the medicines and stepped back, Benjamin approached.
“How about the scar?”
“Fortunately, it seems like there won’t be any scars.”
Afterwards, Aaron provided more medicine. A bitter liquid, suspected to be mixed with weed pulling, rose up in the throat.
“This remedy, just swallow it.”
“Can I eat it?”
“Good things for the body are usually bitter. I boiled it with medicinal herbs good for burns. Also, it’s like a good tonic for Your Highness, so just keep drinking it.”
He added that it was good for skin recovery, making one wonder what was mixed in it.
“All these remedies were sent by Windsor. He’s been sending me various remedies since before, asking me to take care of myself, and if Your Highness leaves these remedies, he’ll be sad.”
Gradually speaking as if dealing with a child, they still hadn’t realized it.
“You must not get hurt.”
That was the only lesson they learned.
For several days, the growls continued.
There were no scars except that the fair skin was slightly red. The torn flesh naturally healed, and the skin became soft and smooth, except for a little redness.
“The skin inside feels hot.”
It was the third day.
Everything had healed, but the skin was still hot.
“Because of the burns from the venom you ingested.”
Benjamin said, taking off his glasses beside him.
“It will still be a little itchy.”
“Ah… It does get itchy when it’s hot, indeed.”
“How about the scars?”
“They’ve healed.”
“If the heat rises later, cool it down with cold ice.”
Benjamin whispered, feeling the skin with his index finger.
“Torn flesh grows tighter.”
“Ah…”
“Thanks to that, the body becomes tougher. Just as torn muscles become tougher when they heal, the skin is the same. Those scars accumulate and become calluses, shaping the bodies of the knights.”
The bodies of the knights were torn and healed dozens of times in fierce battles. Through that process, calluses were embedded in their skin, and as the calluses hardened, their bodies became firm.
“You don’t need to do that.”
“It means keeping a distance.”
Benjamin warned quietly.
“Venom melts the flesh itself. And the divine power melts that venom. Both are destructive to nature, and in that process, you often get burned.”
The burns were healed thanks to cooling the heat with cold ice.
“Even though you were told to take care for a few days,”
“…”
“You’re still as reckless as ever.”
Sharlov put a shawl on his forearm.
“I find myself uneasy when I see you like this.”
“You consider me like a child.”
“If you were a child, I wouldn’t have felt uneasy about you like this.”
Sharlov smiled slowly at his words.
“Henrietta is leaving soon.”
“Oh, was today the day her birth mother came to take her away?”
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