Beril’s eyes widened, and she saw the fabric ripple like waves as it followed her movement.
“Are you sitting on this?”
It seemed slightly worn, but it didn’t feel as worn out as what others had used.
Definitely, the revulsion was less. Because it was somehow frightening to touch something perfect. Since she had been taught to leave what is pure as pure.
No, because she herself had been forced to become pure.
But Belred said something entirely different from the temple.
“Originally, what’s worn is easier to wear out.”
His fingertips left repeated traces as they slid over the dark blue fabric. Then he withdrew his hand and looked back at Beril.
“Now try sitting.”
As if enchanted, Beril followed him and sat in the chair. Belred smiled.
“I thought you’d find something clean easier to use.”
“That’s true, but…”
Beril hesitated a bit. It wasn’t uncomfortable since it had been somewhat worn even before I sat, but somehow.
“It feels like dirtying something clean.”
At those words, Belred let out a low laugh. As if he had heard something absurd.
“You’re saying, you’re dirty?”
“That’s not…”
“More than me?”
Beril and Belred’s eyes met for a moment. Beril was momentarily confused.
Because she didn’t know whether this person was speaking while concealing that he was a demon, or speaking as a human that he was dirty.
The time their eyes met was longer than she thought. His deep green eyes were filled with mischief.
“You may not know, Your Highness, but in this world, we see blood for power. Especially if it’s a family of the size of Vainka.”
He was speaking as a human. It was when Beril inadvertently took a short breath.
“―Furthermore, my sword is drenched with the blood of the monsters deemed filthy by the temple, so where can there be one more filthy than me?”
Beril shook her head at his words. If his claim was true, there were others more filthy.
Those who take blood for power. The two families that betrayed her in her first and second life, even the temple.
“There are worse ones, you know.”
But since she couldn’t talk about her past life, she turned her gaze and said that.
“Now that we’re married, are you taking sides, or is this.”
He sat across from her and asked slyly.
“Is this the mercy of the saint?”
The word saint from his mouth was getting on her nerves. It seemed to constantly categorize her as someone from the temple’s side.
And that feeling soon began to spread into a faint discomfort. That’s why Beril inadvertently replied.
“It’s not the mercy of a saint, but the mercy of me, Beril.”
At those words, Belred’s eyes widened. After a moment’s silence, he burst into laughter.
“I’m overjoyed to have met a merciful wife.”
He looked somehow happy as he said that.
Different from the twinkling eyes of the Duke of Orobas, who was suddenly taken with a strange desire, and the eyes of the Duke of Yubar, who eyed her as a sacrificial offering of the devil.
The real devil, he looked more… pure.
‘Devils disguise themselves in appearances unlike themselves to seduce people.’
She didn’t trust the people of the temple, but that’s what she’d heard her whole life, so she couldn’t help but think of it.
No wonder humans keep their distance from demons.
They are harmful beings. But.
“Shall we get going?”
Asking with a smile like that, Belred didn’t seem like such a harmful person, and Beril’s heart was about to waver.
She felt as if she would be tempted.
If she didn’t pull herself together, she would die. Beril inadvertently bit the inside of her lip hard.
And nodded her head.
“Yes.”
―The carriage soon departed.
(This is a time separator.)
The wedding dress, and even Vain, seemed to like soft fabric.
If it was a colorful decoration, it was all soft and thin cloth piled on top of one another. Thus, it gave a warm yet secretive feeling.
It was a marvelous place. Beril gripped the chair’s fabric tightly with her tense hands.
The soft fabric seemed to flow like water, making her grip it even more tightly.
“You don’t have to be so nervous. For now, not much will change.”
He looked outside. But Beril couldn’t let go of her tension.
He wondered how the demons would accept the “Duchess,” as he had no idea.
Before, he had commanded them in the name of Belede. But they seemed confused as well. They would listen, but did not seem satisfied.
What would the Duchess mean to the demons?
They wouldn’t really think that the Saint and the Duke were actually married…
He was filled with complicated thoughts. As if reading his mind, Belede spoke.
“According to Vainka’s custom, all servants other than us will wear veils for a week.”
“A veil?”
“Yes.”
Belede spoke in a light voice.
“It means to give the new mistress time to adapt, but in other words.”
His emerald eyes looked directly at Beril.
“It’s close to the meaning of not daring to look with both eyes at the first week the newlyweds spend.”
“The first… week?”
Choya was guessing, but not one day but 7 days?
Male lead first thought she played hard to get, only to realize she
really disliked him
Short intro:
What she can’t stand the most is the streets full of effeminate men, especially that so-called top beauty whom she avoids at all costs.
Shen Yaoxing looks at Jiang Mingyue, who keeps approaching her with coy shyness.
Shen Yaoxing: Bro, don’t be like this, I’m really about to throw up!
She fears nothing in heaven or earth, except for him getting close to her.
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At first he thought she was just using the trick of feigning indifference to attract his attention. Later, he learned that she truly despised him.
This dealt a heavy blow to Jiang Mingyue, and he vowed to make her, like everyone else, fall at his feet in worship!
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Synopsis:
Before transmigrating, Shen Yaoxing only wanted to find a reliable man to spend her life with. Who knew that after transmigrating, she would become a reliable woman herself…
A forced misandrist, highly skilled, and reliable female lead
vs.
An initially aloof and arrogant, later morbid, obsessed male lead
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