Some seemed a bit displeased, but soon they began to move the spoils back to their places.
Then, quietly, someone approached. It was Ronobe, claiming to be a butler…
He was a demon, trembling as he saw the spoils coming out. Did he know human customs to some extent? Saint Beril was also watching him carefully.
Ronobe seemed to choose his words, then spoke.
“……Vainka has many who have been in the battlefield only in the realm of the night for a long time, and there are many who don’t know the trends of the central imperial social circle.”
How often had demons attended human weddings? Thinking so, Beril nodded as if understanding.
“I thought so. That’s why I’m going to help with the decorations.”
She emphasized.
“I haven’t found any evidence that Vainka is a demon yet. It would be troublesome if Vainka caused unnecessary misunderstanding at the temple, causing real demons to avoid the eyes of the temple.”
Beril felt the demons go strangely quiet at her words.
She smiled. As if she didn’t believe they were demons at all.
“I’m thinking of dressing it up a bit according to the imperial fashion so there’s no misunderstanding. What do you think?”
“You are right.”
Ronobe said straight away. Then Naberus bowed his head.
“If you say so.”
Is Ronobe a stronger demon than Naberus? Naberus seemed to follow Ronobe’s opinion immediately.
With the two demons leading the way, the other demons also bowed their heads as if they were completely obedient.
Phew.
Beril let out a short sigh.
She knew well how the wedding hall was decorated. She had experienced one wedding going to two different venues several times.
But she had never been this nervous before.
Because the other party was a demon? Or…
‘Even the gods forget the night.’
……was it because of that saying? Beril felt her mouth suddenly dry.
(This is a time separator.)
―Chang!
The sword’s end that organized the battlefield was unusually urgent.
Watching the sword wind rise in a direction other than what he wanted, Bellered frowned his fine brow.
There was no particularly strong monster. Therefore, it was enough to mechanically swing his sword.
Splash, he didn’t intentionally avoid the splattering blood, but today his head slightly tilted.
The monster’s blood that almost splashed on his cheek brushed past his ear. Even with that small contact, he felt an inexplicable discomfort.
The blood of those who were consumed by magic and lost their reason. The end of humans cursed by the gods.
He found it very unpleasant. Although he never liked it, today he felt it even more so.
Why?
‘……It’s warm too, isn’t it?’
The saint who used to say that kept getting in his eyes.
Strange. She smelled delicious to him.
Until she first came in the carriage, it seemed like he was only feeling the boring scent burned in the temple.
‘……Beril.’
When he met her again in the castle, she smelled entirely different. Whether it was because her eyes showed some favor to him, he couldn’t tell.
Her eyes still looked the same with three ends.
After two deaths, she stood before him.
“Is it because she’s dead?”
Coming back to life from death is against the will of God.
And according to God’s claim, demons were humans who tried to go against God’s will and were cursed.
But someone who lives a third life against God’s will, a saint who receives God’s love, it doesn’t match.
He twisted his lips.
But inconsistencies, twisted things were all things he liked.
He hated the being called God, who cursed his kin for using magic, for not relying on God to live.
That’s why the saint looked even more pleasing.
A being that receives God’s love, yet goes against God’s will.
Does God know that the one who shared his love with me is such a being?
―Kyaaa!
A small pack of wolflike monsters rushed at him. He held his sword vertically, swinging it big backward.
―Whoom!
The sharp magicimbued sword wind blew the wolves away. He did not even look at the sight of the wolves scattering like dry sand castles in the strong wind.
And he thought of her again.
The demons had lived for too long with their cursed bodies. As time passed, they longed for stronger stimuli in their long and monotonous lives, and they didn’t respond to minor stimuli.
Veled was the most powerful demon among them. Over time, he had become insensitive to emotions of mediocre depth by converting human negative emotions into energy and consuming them.
He could no longer use halfhearted emotions as energy. Only the deeper despair, anger, and fear of humans could satisfy him.
But then.
‘……!’
The moment I approach. The moment I approach beyond politeness. The moment I approach the distance between a man and a woman.
The moment he delved into a distance she had never allowed as a saint, intense emotions poured out from Beril.
Even that emotion was overwhelmingly intense.
I want to get drunk.
At that moment, intense desire overtook him. To him, who was not stimulated by anything ordinary, she, just standing there, caused a storm of intense emotion.
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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