“I think you have enough skill to go hunting now. Everyone in the organization agrees, and since it’s hunting wild animals rather than fighting people, I think it won’t be too dangerous.”
Asha looked at the hunting outfit from various angles, hugging it.
The soft white fur felt good to touch, and it seemed to warm her whole body.
Jackal slyly asked,
“Do you like it that much?”
“Yes! I really like it! Thank you for giving me such a precious gift.”
At those words, Jackal’s face softened like melting ice.
In fact, he had stopped at the clothing store and provided the fabric for this outfit specially made for Asha.
Always wearing uncomfortable dresses in the palace, Asha was thrilled to have a functional outfit.
Jackal, watching her from behind, absently rubbed the tip of his nose with his index finger.
Remembering how Asha had admired the white horse last time, it was he who had hunted the white wolf after a fierce battle.
The white fur would be a camouflage against the snow with Asha’s golden hair, invisible to the enemy’s eyes in winter.
It was the most necessary item for her, who always had lived a life of running and hiding, and a thoughtful gift from Jackal.
[This is the time separator]The next day, as soon as the sun rose, Asha changed into her hunting outfit and headed to the guild with light steps.
Her figure from behind looked like a fluttering butterfly.
When she opened the door, the organization members looked at her simultaneously.
Even Jackal, who had been standing in front of them, turned to glance at her and his eyes widened slightly.
The outfit clinging to her tall and elegant body, along with the soft and pure white wolf fur, made her look like an angel descended from the sky.
The organization members all stared at her as if spellbound.
Thinking that something was wrong with her outfit, Asha blushed slightly and fiddled with the hem, then glanced up and asked,
“Did I wear it wrong because it’s my first time wearing such clothes?”
“No.”
“Should I tie my hair? It might get in the way during hunting……”
“Do as you like.”
Without hesitation, Asha tied her long golden hair high up.
Even that motion was graceful and beautiful, making one organization member roll his eyes and pretend to faint.
When her white and tender nape was fully exposed, Jackal’s eyes widened slightly, and he inadvertently said coldly,
“Let it down.”
“What?”
“Let it down. Don’t tie it high; tie it as low as possible. If the end flutters… as you said, it may interfere with hunting.”
Jackal spoke firmly, but Sosa noticed his feelings and secretly laughed from behind.
Asha obediently tied her hair down as he commanded.
If it felt lively and cute before, now it felt calm and elegant.
Either way, it was a look that did not suit a hunter.
Jackal clicked his tongue, but one of the organization members spoke with a very serious face.
“Let’s hire more female hunters in our Ricaon from now on.”
“Right! Right!”
“I’ll inform you of the hunting plan.”
Jackal lightly ignored their words and spread a map of the forest’s topography on the wooden table.
“It’s simply hunting for food reserves, so there’s nothing particularly outside of the basic rules.”
He informed Asha, who was going on her first hunt, of the areas where she would hunt, the emergency procedures, the ways to call for nearby colleagues, and more.
Small wooden pieces carved in the shape of wild dogs moved here and there on the map.
As the Ricaon finished arming themselves and left the meeting hall one by one, only two people remained in the room.
Jackal discovered hair rolled into Asha’s hunting outfit and unconsciously reached out.
The moment he slid out the hair, his eyes met directly with Asha’s.
Blue eyes and purple eyes trembled as they faced each other.
The sudden awkward atmosphere caused both to hastily look away.
“…Then let’s leave now.”
Jackal withdrew his hand and walked out of the meeting hall.
Asha finally exhaled the breath she had been holding, touching her slightly reddened face and hair.
The warmth and touch remained where his hand had been.
Asha was the last to leave the meeting hall, quickly slung the arrows over her shoulder, and mounted her horse.
‘I’ve practiced hard, so I can do well.’
Asha infused herself with confidence.
While moving along the mountain path following the group, Nazia, grinning next to her, eagerly taught her how to find rabbit holes, otter holes, and tree holes likely to house squirrels.
Organization members passed by them, patting Nazia’s head as if finding her cute.
“Yeah, you catch those small and cute animals. We are going to catch big game today.”
Nazia was provoked by that comment and shouted louder.
“You catch fourlegged beasts! I’ll catch winged ones!”
Jackal, leading the front and quietly listening to this, spoke lowly.
“…If you fail to catch the game you were just bragging about, know that you’ll be beaten tonight.”
“…”
After that, no one opened their mouths.
Scarier than the blizzards of the North was Jackal’s word.
Upon arrival at the destination, he looked at the organization members and said,
“If you find a beast you can’t catch alone, blow the horn.”
“Yes!”
“Then scatter.”
At his command, the Ricaon began to disperse into the forest like wild dogs.
This was the first chance to be recognized as a Ricaon.
Asha, too, steadied her heart and, after doublechecking her bow and quiver of arrows, entered the forest.
Male lead is reincarnated to save his wife
I’ve also read this one twice already. The female lead is kinda soft and gets embarrassed easily—not really my type, but the plot is definitely worth reading. Hurry up and read it, y’all!
Intro
When Shen Yuan encountered Su Jin again in his previous life, she had already become the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. As for him, the former top young master of the capital, he had long since fallen into the abyss, becoming a singer on a pleasure boat.
After a song ended, he was redeemed and sent to the Su Residence.
Su Jin respected and cherished him, gave him a roof over his head, and bestowed him with warmth. Shen Yuan fell deeper and deeper, but before he could express his feelings, Su Jin passed away.
Shen Yuan died to follow her in death, but instead, he returned to when he was fifteen years old.
At that time, he was not yet engaged, and Su Jin was just a poor scholar.
Shen Yuan gritted his teeth, casting aside all his pride, and thought of ways to coax and entice her every day.
The colder and more indifferent Su Jin was towards him, the more proactive Shen Yuan became.
He was not afraid of being mocked by the world, only wanting to marry his Wife-master early, to hold her hand and never let go for a lifetime.
[Note: This story will not specifically point out the male lead’s reincarnation time point; it’s all in the details. Whenever you feel that the male lead is acting strangely, he has most likely been reincarnated.]
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