At that moment, Sione was climbing the rugged snow mountain alone to meet her master.
Dressed as a true traveler with long boots to keep out the cold and wrapped in a thick cloak.
As she stepped on the snowcovered ground, Sione suddenly stopped and looked up at the towering snow mountain.
‘To make a dwelling in such a remote place. Anyway, he’s an odd old man.’
After Vlady’s official coronation ceremony in his youth.
Her master Elga laid down all the honor and power bestowed upon him and quietly left the kingdom.
At the time, all that Elga carried was a mere small suitcase, nothing more.
It was a modest retirement for a hero who had ended the fierce racial war that had lasted for hundreds of years, an individual who had enjoyed the full trust of the entire kingdom.
“Are you really going to leave like this? What about the royal magic corps you’ve painstakingly raised?”
“The war is over. And the magic corps has too much power. It’s best to get rid of such a thing early on. If left alone, it will just become a playground for the powerful.”
“But…… then what do we do with our royal magicians?”
“Figure it out yourselves. I don’t plan on taking care of the young ones.”
Sione sighed deeply, recalling her small and cute master, who was no taller than her waist.
Despite his appearance, he was old in age and speech, yet his skills were far superior to hers, always causing a strange frustration.
“Then where will you go now?”
“Well, I’ll have to see where my feet take me. I think the desolate north is good. I’m quite sick of places bustling with people.”
“……You won’t even take my messages?”
“If I feel like I’m going to die tomorrow, send me just one letter. It would be fine to leave you the rest of my inheritance.”
And after Elga left, the powerful royal magic corps was disbanded and integrated into the royal knights under the Lord.
During this process, Sione volunteered for the army instead of the knights, participating in various conflicts and gaining fame.
Now, although she has become Bella, the owner of Rose Palace’s governess, instead of a soldier, the influence of her master, Elga, was significant in leading her to this life.
Although they were master and student in name, in fact, she was no different from Elga’s daughter.
‘If it weren’t for my master, I wouldn’t have even learned magic.’
The one who had raised Sione, orphaned in the long and brutal war between the magic race and humans, from infancy was Elga himself.
Sione nurtured the dream of becoming a wizard, looking up to Elga, and respected her master more than anyone else.
But one day, without warning, he left the capital, and she felt utterly disappointed by Elga, who had not contacted her for hundreds of years.
“Is that it?”
Elga’s hut on the midslope of the snow mountain, which had to be crossed for a long time, was being moved through teleportation magic every day.
As the location changed every time she visited, it was no ordinary hardship to find it.
It seemed like there was a reason for this, not just because he disliked people.
“Master, I’m here.”
As she knocked on the door, exhaling white breath, a small and adorable girl appeared with a squeak.
“You’re early. Can a young child like you be so slowfooted?”
Sione sighed deeply, looking at Elga, who was clucking her tongue.
To anyone’s eyes, she looked like a younger sister to her, but…
Listening obediently to the grumbling noise, she felt her energy draining.
“It took me so long to find the house because you twisted the magic circle so complicatedly. Knowing that I was coming, didn’t you go too far?”
“Hmph, I must test you like this. People become useless if they live too comfortably.”
Standing in a mess, brushing the snow off her coat, Sione looked at him incredulously.
Perhaps ordinary wizards would have been stranded long ago, but not her.
After all, this snow mountain was so rugged and the weather changed so suddenly that ordinary people couldn’t even set foot there.
“I don’t have much time, Master. We need to hurry and finish the work and return to Rose Palace.”
“Anyway, there’s no use in raising these brats. Is that something you say after coming from afar to see an adult? How cold.”
“It seems to me that neither you, Master, nor I are much different in that regard.”
“You’re talking back now?”
Elga muttered a few more words and then waved her hands in the air, casting a spell.
Following her touch, soup was ladled from the large pot on the stove, and warm tea was poured into an old cup with a chipped edge.
“Sit down and have some of this before you go. Your task will be over soon anyway.”
Sione looked at the table set with clearly longsimmered potato soup and fragrant tea, and smiled with a wry expression.
Anyway, some people just can’t be honest, now or ever.
“So, is the little one named Bella still cackling like that?”
As the master asked, sticking out her tongue, Sione, who was drinking tea, set down her cup with a clinking sound.
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
