“I heard you received a sword and swordsmanship textbook from my disciple. Why don’t you practice that in your free time?”
“I am doing that. Although it’s a bit disappointing it’s a wooden sword and not a real one.”
“If you start off with a real sword without a teacher, you’ll develop bad habits. Once habits are formed, they’re hard to break.”
“I didn’t expect to find a teacher willing to instruct me here. I can learn on my own.”
“Well, I wouldn’t be so sure about that. Just wait a bit. Something will come rolling your way even if you sit still.”
Elga, who had been spouting incomprehensible words, suddenly handed him the box she had been holding.
It seemed the purpose of her unexpected visit was this box.
“Take this. It’s one of a kind in the world. Be careful not to lose it.”
“What is this?”
“Since you kept your promise to help us, it’s my turn to repay you.”
When he opened the box, he saw a familiar-shaped bottle containing a blue liquid.
Upon further thought, he remembered that Bella’s potion had also been in a similar bottle.
“Do you remember I promised to help you live freely?”
“…Yes.”
“This is a potion that will release your suppressed magic. The one I gave Bella was closer to a soft drink, but this one is much more potent. If you drink it recklessly, you’ll regret it.”
“What do you mean by regret?”
As Raven narrowed his eyes and asked, Elga nonchalantly responded.
“If you drink it, tremendous pain will follow. There’s no avoiding it, as you’re forcibly unlocking suppressed power. But if you endure, you’ll gain great power.”
“Are you talking about the aura you mentioned before?”
Not just that. Your physical abilities will be maximized as well. You’re not likely to die from minor injuries.”
Raven looked down at the blue potion bottle in his hand and swallowed his saliva.
A mixture of curiosity and impulse to drink the potion immediately, along with the fear of pain that Elga mentioned, confused him.
“To be honest, nobody knows what will happen to you because of this potion. I haven’t experimented with it myself.”
“Could I lose my life?”
“I can’t guarantee that won’t happen. But the pain might be so unbearable you’d wish you were dead. So, keep the potion safe for now. I recommend taking it once your body has grown.”
He pondered for a moment before nodding his head.
If the one who created the potion advised so, there must be a reason.
“I’ve completed the magic circle, so I’ll be leaving for the mountains soon. I’m not thrilled about leaving my ongoing work.”
“Ongoing work? What’s that?”
“You don’t need to know, kid. You’ll just get a headache.”
He looked at Elga, who always treated him like a child, with an unhappy expression.
I’m thirteen in human years; it’s annoying to be dismissed as a child all the time.
“If I leave the monastery, I won’t be coming back for a while. If you have any questions, ask them now.”
“…What about the enslavement magic you said I’m under? Is there no way to undo it?”
“Ah, you’re talking about the magic Vlady cast. Hmm, let me see.”
Elga placed her hand on Raven’s forehead and seemed to concentrate for a moment before clicking her tongue.
It didn’t seem like he would hear good news.
“That guy used a potent spell. Even as an Archmage, I can’t do anything about it. Only Vlady himself or someone of Lord-level ability could undo it.”
“If I distance myself from Bella, something happens to my body. What exactly are you talking about?”
“First, your skin will feel tingling, then it will become difficult to breathe. If you’re more than 1 km away, your heart might stop. So, it’s best to stay close.”
“That guy really cast a malicious spell.”
“If Vlady doesn’t undo it later, it’s possible to weaken the enslavement magic using Bella’s power. I’ll look for another way, but convincing him may be quicker.”
Having finished explaining, Elga left the room for some errand.
Left alone, Raven put the potion bottle into a box and locked it securely.
Just to prevent anyone from drinking it out of curiosity.
‘What’s the point? I’m the one who wants to open it most, and I have the key.’
Raven, who pondered all afternoon, eventually destroyed the key himself.
Breaking such a lock was no task with his current power.
He then hid it deep inside his wardrobe and decided to forget about the potion for a while.
After all, he couldn’t escape due to the enslavement spell Vlady cast; there was no need to take the risk immediately.
Moreover, if he drank the potion and gained immense power, he might face even greater constraints.
“……Let’s go practice swordsmanship.”
Raven, holding the wooden practice sword Sione gave him, went to the backyard and practiced slashing and stabbing.
He only followed the illustrated swordsmanship manual, but it helped him focus his scattered mind.
‘If I had a fencing instructor, my skills would improve much faster.’
The time spent with Elga was short, but looking back, she was a trustworthy person, as she claimed.
Even if the pumpkin takes the vine along, he couldn’t understand it now, but there was a possibility such an opportunity could come someday.
Raven focused on his training, swinging his sword until darkness fell over Rose Palace.
After spending about a week like this, Sione called him and Bella.
Cold Male Lead Became My Clingy Husband (Female-Dominant)
Feng Bai Su transmigrated into a matriarchal novel, becoming the sister of the female protagonist and the Seventh Princess of the Feng Ling Kingdom.
After working herself to death in her previous life, finally reincarnating as a princess, she only wanted to be a lazy fish who could eat, sleep, and play.
Until she met the male protagonist from the book, Wei Jing Mo, and he took a liking to her!
Wei Jing Mo is the top young man in Feng Ling City, talented in both appearance and ability, from a prestigious family, with a cold and otherworldly appearance, a figure like the bright moon in the hearts of noble ladies. It was thought that only the most powerful and talented noble lady in Feng Ling City would be worthy of such a brilliant young man. Who knew that this young gentleman would secretly admire the infamous Seventh Princess?
Short scene 1:
Feng Bai Su looked at the young man crying like a pear blossom in the rain before her, and couldn’t help but doubt her life.
Wasn’t the male lead described as a cold and otherworldly figure in the book?
Then who was this poor little thing crying with swollen red eyes and tear-stained face?
Short scene 2:
Wei Jing Mo stared intently at Feng Bai Su who was about to go out, wanting to say, “Be careful on the road.”
Before he could speak, Feng Bai Su suddenly bent down and bit his cheek.
Her peach blossom eyes were full of disdain: “Tsk! You’re so clingy!”
Wei Jing Mo: “…”
A talented fox spirit female lead with a flirtatious appearance but actually abstinent VS A cold-looking but actually naive and clingy little jealous male lead