“It’s fascinating.”
As she said that, Beril tilted her head slightly.
She had thought that demons liked darkness and night, but to the extent that they deliberately created daylight?
Could that be wrong?
“Surely, you, the Saint, prefer the bright places, don’t you?”
The knight asked again. Beril looked at him and hesitated. The helmet was removed, and the hair revealed was not silver but black.
……Wasn’t it originally silver?
“The color of your hair.”
The knight answered that.
“I dye it often.”
Well, demons seemed to have all kinds of abilities; maybe there were ones who changed hair color with their powers.
“Indeed. Thank you for yesterday.”
Yesterday was right, wasn’t it? Even if night and day were distinguished by turning lights on and off, she still hadn’t adjusted.
“I just did my duty.”
The knight said, looking stern.
“And you are the bride of the Duke Vainka. An attack would be a disgrace to the temple.”
“That may be true, but.”
She seemed to dislike flattery.
“Are you scared of the body trembling?”
Then the knight suddenly asked.
Had he seen her trembling yesterday, or else……
Ah.
Beril realized only then that she was still trembling.
“It’s a bit chilly……, that’s why.”
It was not weather to feel cold. But maybe because the land was entirely dark, a strange chill and shivering seemed to follow Beril always.
“Aren’t you afraid?”
She shook her head immediately to that question. Even though it felt like her heart had been pricked, she still did so.
It would be troublesome if it were exposed that she knew he was a demon.
“People from places with daylight often fear the night. Because it’s all dark.”
But fortunately, the knight didn’t seem to mean that.
“That’s not it.”
Still, Beril shook her head. Was it because she was tense? The response came out unconsciously.
Beril was someone who, if asked whether she liked night or day, would say she preferred night.
“People say that the night arouses unnecessary imagination and feels uncomfortable.”
The knight said, but Beril shook her head again.
That she could definitely tell.
She actually hated the light more. In the temple, where everything was bright, there was no small darkness to hide sorrow or pain.
That’s why she was always under the scrutiny of the light, never having time alone.
Compared to that place, here was…
She smiled warmly.
“It’s not uncomfortable. Why would sleep come when it’s dark?”
It would be because of the relief and warmth that darkness brings.
She looked at the knight.
“The darkness doesn’t only make us imagine bad things. Sometimes it helps us hide what we want to hide.”
She had seen the priests who claimed to be just because they had holiness, because they were guarding the light.
It was the same with humans.
They thought that the monsters born in the darkness and themselves were different. They hated and feared the monsters living in the darkness.
So they praised Vainka even more, pretending to revere him, wanting him to stay in this realm of night.
With the hidden intention of asking him to stop those detestable monsters, promising him the position of a hero.
While they could never even dream that those who slaughtered the monsters were actually demons.
“So I don’t dislike it.”
At that, the knight tilted his head as if surprised.
The blatant desires revealed in the light, only seeing those who would use others to reach heaven.
It seemed better to see the devils who at least knew how to hide, rather than that.
“So, I chose this place.”
The knight suddenly asked at those words.
“Not because it’s like a devil?”
Saint Beril felt as if her breath was momentarily stuck, but she shook her head.
The words spoken earlier were not false, but she had first come here for survival.
But it was also true that she had come here because it was a devil’s family. Still, she had to deny it.
“All that was given to me to choose the devil’s family were three pictures and information about the family. With just that, I can’t know the devil’s family, can I?”
Saying so, she looked back, her brown eyes meeting with the true green ones.
(This is a time separator.)
Veiled looked at her with clear eyes.
He saw her end again in his heart. Her marriages to Orobas and Yuvar, her death in a definite costume, her first and second life. And the stillunseen end of this life.
In the meantime, Saint Beril had resumed speaking.
“……With just that, you can’t know the devil’s family. And I am the one who leads them to the devil’s side, not the one who discovers the devil in a big turn.”
She would have told you to judge then. Saint Beril spoke so seriously.
No. You must have known.
But at those words, the knight, Veiled, almost laughed.
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
