Liurian’s steps toward the bedroom entrance stopped, like a lie. At the same time, his red eyes fixed in the air began to sink at a terrifying speed.
“Have you forgotten that you’re not the real Liurian?”
“…….”
“Kalif Dewit.”
Kalif Dewit.
At the mention of the forgotten name, an intensity, incomparable to before, flowed along his silhouette.
Power filled each trembling, powerless finger, and soon it was unbearable.
Kalif Dewit, that name was a forbidden word that must not be mentioned by anyone, as well as forgotten letters.
But that name, dare you, you of all people.
Kalif slowly turned his feet and sharply stared at Felix, who was still smiling leisurely.
“Excessively.”
His softly murmuring lips slowly twisted upward.
“Pretentious.”
With every stretch of his previously rigid legs, the boiling anger surged.
“You’re showing off, Felix.”
Kalif gripped his sword hilt as if he would draw it at any moment.
He could not bear it.
His attitude had been annoying all along. All he knew were a few stories he heard from me, yet he always bragged as if he knew everything.
Even this time.
Anything related to Evelia was his choice. He had no business scolding me about meeting Evelia or not.
“Felix, you’ve always been like this. You’ve acted as if you know everything about me.”
“…….”
“Is that arrogance coming from your scant talent?”
Kalif openly sneered, without any intention to hide it. Yet no emotional change could be found in Felix.
He still had a smile on his face and a casual attitude.
Somehow, it looked terribly displeasing.
He felt like his tidal anger would slightly subside if he could see the damned Felix trembling in fear.
“You think I can’t kill you just because you have talent?”
“…….”
“I’ll tear your bragging mouth apart.”
Kalif aimed his sword at Felix and took a step towards him without hesitation, with the intention of killing Felix.
It wasn’t long before Felix entered Kalif’s range. In that instant, a playful laugh mixed with the tense atmosphere.
“Oh my. You’re angry from the top of your head.”
Felix, who had been crossing his arms, raised his hands to the side of his head and pouted his lips. It meant he had no intention to attack.
Still, Kalif was unchanged. He continued to aim his sword at Felix, not erasing his sneer.
Instead, he twisted his lips even more.
“You still won’t shut your mouth, even with a sword in front of you.”
“If shutting my mouth can calm your sword, I’ll shut up now.”
“You’re still joking.”
“Joking? Why would I? Why don’t you calm down?”
Felix shrugged his shoulders. But Kalif didn’t budge.
Finally realizing the seriousness?
Felix exhaled a held breath and pleaded.
“Don’t forget that I am your absolute ally. Even telling you not to meet Evelia for a while was all for your sake.”
His eyebrows drawn together looked somewhat unjust. However, Kalif’s expression only grew colder.
“If you dare mention Evelia’s name once more from that deceitful mouth of yours, it won’t end with just a sword.”
Kalif stared at Felix with icy eyes and roared savagely. Only then did Felix realize that he had made another mistake.
“Fine, as you say. So why don’t you put down that sword now?”
Felix shook his head vehemently. He had long known that Khalif had an insane level of obsession and possessiveness towards Evelia, but he had not known it was to this extent.
Even calling her name irritated him this much.
Moreover, the sharp point of the sword still aimed at him indicated that his anger had not yet subsided.
What had made him so angry?
Frustrated by Khalif’s overly emotional reaction, Felix let out a deep sigh.
“I understand you’re angry, but sorry, that won’t kill me. Unless you’re a being with tremendous magical power, that is.”
At the end of his words, Felix smirked and reached for Khalif’s sword with his leg. Then he boldly grabbed the sword with his bare hand and held it to his own throat.
It was certainly a shocking situation, but Felix was not just calm but also overly composed. He even muttered in a rather bored voice.
“See. This sword can’t even give me a small scratch.”
Khalif narrowed his eyebrows. He hadn’t thought he could actually kill Felix, but witnessing that not even a small wound was created, a wave of indescribable emptiness washed over him.
It showed in his face, but Felix didn’t care and added,
“I’ve told you repeatedly, but I hope more than anyone else that you achieve what you want. I’d be more than happy to help in that process.”
“I don’t need your help.”
“That really makes me sad, Khalif. Stop taking it all negatively and think positively. I might be more useful than you think.”
“Your mouth is useless to begin with.”
Annoyed, Khalif carelessly threw the sword he was holding.
The emitted energy remained consistent, but it was still a fortunate occurrence. Meaningless squabbling could be avoided.
Felix, with his eyes narrowed, watched Khalif carefully, cautiously wetting his lips.
Male lead is a Destined Young Husband (Female-dominant)
One-sentence summary: Wife-master, listen to my explanation!
Li Ruantang, a young lady from a prestigious family, stumbled and fell. When she woke up, she saw a noble and beautiful young man sitting by her bedside, wiping away tears.
The young master had slightly reddened eyes, and his every move exuded charm.
The sight made Li Ruantang’s eyes hot and her heart flutter. After all, she had made a bet with the young master Meng from the neighboring family. If she couldn’t marry a husband before the end of the year, she would have to admit defeat and give up the jade she had worked so hard to obtain.
Outside the window, the flowers were in full bloom.
Rather than losing the bet, the jade, and her face, Li Ruantang calculated that it would be better to seek marriage with the young master in front of her, killing three birds with one stone.
…
Meng Jun never thought that an accident during a spring outing would lead to them rolling down a cliff and into a river, yet still survive.
Now they were trapped in an unknown village, and Meng Jun had overheard that the family who had rescued them had their own intentions.
After all, it was Li Ruantang who had lost her mind and sought marriage first. He was only trying to protect himself!
Glancing at Li Ruantang, who was listing her own merits, the young husband’s voice softened, and he blushed as he lied, “W-wife-master, Wife-master, don’t you remember me?”
The young husband’s voice was clear and handsome, coaxing Li Ruantang’s heart to be soft and sweet, and she spared no effort to protect him.
It wasn’t until they returned to the capital that Li Ruantang suddenly remembered.
When they had fallen off the cliff, in order not to implicate Wei Yunruo, whom he secretly admired, the young husband had instead pulled her, who was slightly farther away, down the cliff with him…
Short summary by Yuushi L: Initially, the male lead (ML) liked another girl, while the female lead (FL) liked the ML. Both fell off a cliff. The FL temporarily lost her memory, and the ML, fearing others might take advantage of him, claimed FL was his wife while they were staying in a village. Later, when they returned home, the FL regained her memories and remembered that the ML liked someone else, so she kept her distance from him. However, during their time living together in the countryside, the ML’s view of the FL had completely changed. From this point, his pursuit of the FL begins.
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