It was a night that seemed to melt away.
Caught in a daze by a constant, mind-numbing movement, it felt as if he’d enveloped her in a low chuckle, her body momentarily lifting.
What then echoed clearly in her ears was this phrase:
“By the decree of Archduke Beleth.”
Was Archduke a rank among the demons?
Beril opened her eyes, pondering this. His warmth still lingered on the bed.
Where had he gone? She wondered at that moment.
“His Majesty has gone to attend to daytime duties.”
It was Decarabia’s voice. Surely there was no one else in the room?
Turning back, she saw Decarabia, slightly bowing her head as she spoke.
Her demeanor was still stern, yet slightly more respectful than before.
“Daytime duties?”
Ah, the rite had been moved up, they said.
“Yes. It concerns the mission of Vain in the human world.”
So that’s how they referred to it.
Well, if the night symbolizes the demon realm, then its opposite, the day, must symbolize the human world.
Beril looked again at the eternal darkness outside. This was now truly where she had to live.
‘I will open the gates of Hell.’
Despite her own words, it didn’t feel real. Had they really become allies?
“His Majesty wished to introduce the demons personally, but it appears the humans are holy.”
Decarabia furrowed her brow as she said this.
“They said we shouldn’t delay the rite.”
“Ah.”
Beril understood immediately.
In her past life, she had summoned three families suspected of being demonic and performed the rite in the temple.
She had thought demons would react. What was the outcome?
As she thought this,
“His Majesty has therefore left introductions to me.”
Decarabia concluded. She put her hand on her chest over her black dress and bowed respectfully.
“I am Decarabia, the demon of the star.”
“Star?”
Last night, Beleth had said he was a demon of the depths, and Kilatia was… the Kilatia of whispers, was it?
Was it related to a unique ability that a demon possesses?
“Yes. My power grows stronger on nights with many stars. However, I cannot roam during the day.”
She tapped the umbrella she had been holding. It seemed it wasn’t just for show.
“Ah, then before.”
Hadn’t she and Decarabia left the realm of night to visit the banquet hall before?
“It was fine to go to the banquet hall?”
“If I use the umbrella, it’s bearable. You don’t need to worry about me.”
‘Bearable’ likely meant it wasn’t good for her.
“……I’ll remember that.”
Beril hesitated after speaking.
Suddenly, she found herself trying to memorize the demons’ personal details.
“You don’t have to remember.”
Then Decarabia spoke.
“You, the Visionary, don’t need to remember. If you need something, the one who has it will kneel before you.”
She spoke as if stating an obvious truth.
Even if this weren’t a place with demons, it wouldn’t be strange for a noblewoman to command her subordinates. Still, it felt oddly unsettling.
Lost in thought for a moment, Beril quickly realized the reason.
Authority grounded in Veled’s power. That was the issue.
How many demons would sincerely listen to her words right now?
Here, she couldn’t simply be a foreigner. Having joined hands with Veled to open the gates of hell, she had to live here.
Most importantly,
“Stay by my side.”
As Veled’s wife, she needed to make sure her commands were heeded genuinely.
If she had power like Veled’s, there wouldn’t be a problem. But she was human. How could she gain the demons’ recognition?
One thing was certain; she needed to gradually learn about the demons.
To do that,
“No, I should get to know the people I’ll be living with.”
Starting by memorizing the abilities of each demon.
“Is that so?”
Beril clearly saw a fleeting curiosity in Decarabia’s eyes.
As if seeing something unexpected.
“Yes.”
Beril spoke, looking at her.
“I am a saint, after all. From a demon’s perspective, suspicion is inevitable. I don’t want to live dispelling that with Veled’s name.”
Trust had to start with proving she was a reliable partner.
Decarabia’s eyes widened at her words, then she nodded.
“…Understood.”
When their eyes met again, Beril smiled.
Decarabia turned her face away, but the expression of surprise was plainly visible on her profile.
Even if the depths of demons were unknowable, Decarabia seemed to be an exception.
“Could I perhaps know about other demons who are in the human world?”
This seemed like a good opportunity to delve deeper.
“Yes, I’ll introduce you.”
Decarabia answered lightly.
Decarabia’s explanation was straightforward but hit all the key points.
Excluding what she termed as ‘insignificant individuals not worth the God’s memory,’ there were about eight beings that could be called demons currently in the human realm.
Beril wanted to meet a few of them in person.
“Shall I call them for you?”
“No, I’ll go myself.”
She wanted to see how they were each managing their duties.
“Understood. First up is General and Inspector Naberus.”
And right from the start, an awkward name popped up.
“Inspector?”
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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