“Any high-ranking divine official should have at least one artifact, right?”
“You should’ve told us earlier!”
Ertis angrily approached Luca.
But before the two men could confront each other, Prodia swiftly intervened.
The current priority wasn’t whether they had an artifact or not.
Another ominous hunch brushed past Prodia’s mind.
She was concerned that Papier might have caught onto her lies all this time.
Luckily, Luca gave an answer to that worry.
“He really hates using artifacts. He believes in the goodness of people.”
“Then why did Papier bring this?”
“He probably needed it as a catalyst to remember the alternate world.”
If that was really all there was to it, it was a relief.
At that moment, Luca tilted his head toward her.
“Sis, have you lied to Papier?”
Very much so.
Prodia remained silent in lieu of an answer.
Luca seemed unbothered by it.
“Well, it’s fine as long as you don’t lie to me.”
But Prodia gave no response again.
Because she was, in fact, telling Luca the biggest lie of all.
That she would erase him from this world forever through this competition.
Seeing this, Luca smiled bitterly.
‘Looks like she has lied to me, too.’
It wasn’t that surprising.
He had always known that she was a person with many secrets.
She wouldn’t spill her guts not just to him but to Ertis, Ed, and even all the servants living in this house.
So, he had no choice but to make an even greater effort to get closer.
“Well, even if you lie to me, I have no intention of using the artifact.”
“Really?”
“Of course. Love is about trust, after all.”
Saying so, Luca winked at her.
Normally, she would have been disgusted, but today, his demeanor comforted Prodia’s heart.
“Then, Sis, where are you planning to use the artifact?”
Prodia briefly explained the current situation to them.
About how she had lied about knowing the contents of the divine trust to recruit Ed.
Ertis, who had been quietly listening, clicked his tongue.
“Prodia, you’re really something…”
“It wasn’t a complete lie. I had a vague idea of what the divine trust might involve.”
Of course, a gamble was involved.
Then Luca’s eyes widened in surprise and he asked,
“How did you know the contents of the trust would involve a choir?”
I can’t skirt around the issue now that I’ve come this far.
Leaving out the stories of our past lives, let’s try to explain it somehow.
“Ed believed that I’d never guess the content of the trust. So I thought about a subject that would be related to magic but would be totally inappropriate for the Buma tournament. That’s when I thought of a choir.”
At that, Luca exclaimed in admiration.
“It turns out you have a gambler’s spirit. Want to bet your life on me too?”
“I’ll pass.”
Luca opened his mouth to retort, but Prodia Duser Yeongae simply ignored him.
Irtis asked her,
“Prodia, do we really have to go this far to recruit that merchant? There’s no need to know the tournament subject.”
“But we could be better prepared if we did.”
“I’ve said it before, winning that way isn’t my style. And I don’t trust him.”
In fact, Prodia felt the same as Irtis.
She too was preparing for this because she didn’t trust Ed.
But having seen the S-class skills that Irtis and Luca possessed, she was even less willing to let go of a suitable candidate.
Either way, she had to persuade Irtis first.
If the relationship between Irtis and Ed wasn’t good, it would be tiresome for her.
What should she say to convince such a stubborn archmage?
That’s when Luca lightened her burden.
“Hey, mage. What if Ed joins another group?”
“So what?”
“The content of the trust is a choir, right? Ed will try to gather talents in any way possible. He has not only information but also money. Losing such an information broker would be a loss for us.”
Watching Luca trying to persuade Irtis, Prodia inwardly cheered.
For once, Luca was doing something commendable.
‘I’ll free my hands from my nose.’
Prodia looked at Luca with a proud gaze.
But then, Irtis blurted out something shocking.
“What kind of cute trick is this?”
With that, Irtis slammed something down on the table.
A small device made of jewels sparkled on the table.
Prodia tilted her head and asked,
“What is this….”
“A listening device. Ed planted it before he left.”
“What?!”
Male lead Asks for a Divorce Every Day
It’s not often you come across a plot like this in the female-dominant genre — make sure to check it out!
This is a novel I’m planning to reread as well.
The male lead is strong, skilled in martial arts, and not the usual fragile type you often see in matriarchal novels.
Meanwhile, the female lead is a scientist—rational and logical. Even when she falls for the male lead, she doesn’t let her emotions cloud her decisions.
If you push through the first few chapters, you’ll gradually find the story really intriguing.
It has a mix of mystery, detective elements, and romance.
The author’s writing style is like crafting a puzzle—except they deliberately leave out a few pieces, making it hard to predict what happens next, yet keeping you hooked.
In the end, everything will come together and be explained.
One-sentence summary: Wife, stop playing with beakers and look at me!
In a laboratory accident, research scientist Zhu Wansheng accidentally travels to a matriarchal world. The original owner of the body is an eighteen-year-old only daughter of a wealthy rouge merchant, already married with a handsome young man.
Zhu Wansheng grins: Nice! She always said she was heaven’s favorite granddaughter. After a life of toil in her previous life, she can enjoy blessings in this one.
However, her joy lasts no more than three seconds as bad news arrives: the original owner’s family is about to go bankrupt, and her husband wants a divorce.
Even worse, she’s stuck with a research system full of restrictions.
Zhu Wansheng: ? Is this the destiny of a research dog?
——
Faced with this mess, Zhu Wansheng pours herself a bowl of wine to drown her sorrows. In her drunken haze, her husband arrives.
His figure is imposing, holding a long sword, with a dignified air that captivates Zhu Wansheng.
Gu Yingqing, however, looks at the alcohol-reeking Zhu Wansheng with undisguised disgust and coldly asks, “Divorce or not?” The intoxicated Zhu Wansheng mumbles vaguely, “I think… it’s not… it’s not… impossible!”
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The next day, after sobering up, Zhu Wansheng is full of energy, rolling up her sleeves ready to make a big move. As for yesterday? She has no memory of it.
Zhu Wansheng is ambitious; a research dog fears nothing!
Upgrading rouge, extracting fragrances, producing perfumes, researching lipsticks… all shall bow to the power of modern technology!
The original owner’s dying rouge shop is revitalized. Her mother is pleased and with a wave of her hand, passes on the family business to her. As she takes control and her experimental results gain popularity, it’s the pinnacle of her life…
——
But there are always those who can’t stand to see her doing well. Jealousy, scheming, assassination attempts – they want nothing less than her life.
The person who has always kept his distance from her suddenly holds her tightly in his arms, eyes full of concern.
She is unharmed, but he falls into a pool of blood…
Zhu Wansheng feels guilty, “I can grant you one wish.”
Gu Yingqing tentatively circles his arms around her, carefully resting his head in the crook of her neck, pleading softly, “I regret it. Can we not divorce?”
Zhu Wansheng: ? When did I agree to a divorce?
[Small Theater]
The newly developed rouge is beautifully packaged, and Zhu Wansheng is eager to try it.
Gu Yingqing suddenly appears: “My lady, may I apply it for you?”
Cool fingertips lightly brush her lips. His Adam’s apple bobs as he leans in for a light bite.
Zhu Wansheng: ?
Gu Yingqing: It smells so good, I wanted to taste it…
On a warm spring day, Zhu Wansheng tries a new perfume: “Spring Night.” Gu Yingqing corners her against a wall.
Warm breath lingers on her neck.
“My lady, from now on, may I test the fragrances for you?”
[Humorous female scientist vs scheming live-in son-in-law male lead]
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