Giving up with a deep sigh, Elga changed his expression and spoke to Raven.
“Have you thought about my offer? Seems like I’ve given you ample time.”
“Yeah, I’ve decided. I’ll help you guys.”
“A wise choice.”
“But under the condition that you keep your promises. If I see anything suspicious, it’s off.”
“Fine. Let’s make it official with a contract. I hate oral agreements. They end when one changes their mind.”
“A contract…you say?”
“Yes. Wizards have their own contracts. It’s rather interesting.”
The next moment, Elga began to mutter what seemed like an activation phrase, and a circular magic circle appeared in his palm.
Observing the unfamiliar symbols and glyphs on the magic circle as it emitted light, Sione laid her hand on Elga’s shoulder as if to stop her.
“Master, there’s no need for this…”
“Don’t worry, Sione. Have you ever seen me make a contract I can’t keep?”
Elga spoke firmly, and Sione hesitated before stepping back.
Though she seemed to want to say more, even she couldn’t defy her master’s will.
“Now, Raven, touch this magic circle. Then our contract will be sealed.”
“…Nothing strange will happen, right?”
“Quite the opposite. This is more like a promise that if I break our agreement, I will face the corresponding consequences. It’s good for you.”
Though skeptical, Raven judged by Sione’s restless demeanor next to him that Elga was telling the truth.
Feeling like he was making a gamble of a lifetime, Raven placed his hand on the magic circle.
As a tingling sensation covered his palm, all the promises Elga had made quickly flashed across his mind.
And the next moment, the magic circle disappeared as if it had been a lie.
Thus, the contract between him and Elga was formed.
“Now you understand, Raven. You have been cooperative enough with us, and in return, I give you the promised reward. If I break that promise, I will lose half of my magic.”
“…What if I don’t keep my promise?”
“Then you will have earned my disappointment. Other than that, there is no penalty. You would have learned all the details of the contract when you touched the magic circle, right?”
Raven gently touched the hand that had made contact with the magic circle and nodded.
Contracts among magicians were very unique and intriguing.
The moment the contract was completed, he realized that the many promises formed between them would undoubtedly be fulfilled.
And he became certain.
He no longer had to doubt Elga.
“Let’s start discussing our research. We certainly need your help here, kiddo. Desperately so.”
“I’m getting tired of being called that. How long do you plan to call me ‘kiddo’?”
“Until you properly call me Elga.”
It was then that Raven realized he had rarely ever called them by their names.
He had never even properly called Bella’s name.
“Going forward, you’ll have to spend a lot of time in this lab. You, and my apprentice as well.”
“…What exactly is the research about?”
“Extracting something from the Benian tribe that can solve the problem of magical depletion.”
Elga’s explanation went roughly like this:
Not all hybrids of demons and humans become part of the Benian tribe.
It was an extremely unique case; the demon’s lineage had to be closely related to actual existing pure demons—i.e., demons—in the demon realm, and the human part had to be a hybrid with celestial-derived races like dragons or fairies.
Even if a Benian had a child, there was no guarantee that the child would meet these conditions, so their existence was extremely rare.
These Benians all had unique magical powers, but due to a certain restriction they had from birth, they couldn’t fully utilize their capabilities.
Elga, who had been interested in the Benian tribe for a long time, had read numerous ancient texts and found a way to lift these restrictions.
He also believed that their power could cure people like Bella who suffer from congenital magical depletion.
So as soon as he received a message from Sione, Elga located a Benian through a crystal sphere, and found the one with the strongest potential among the few surviving Benians.
“Actually, most of what you have to do is just sit inside the magic circle that Sione and I created. It’ll probably feel very long and boring.”
“Just sitting…?”
“Yes. Magic may look simple but it requires a lot of experimental repetition, so we constantly have to modify the formula. You just have to sit there quietly. If you get bored, you can knit or something.”
Imagining himself sitting quietly in the middle of the magic circle, perhaps knitting like a proper lady, Raven sighed deeply.
After hearing the explanation, it seemed much safer than he thought, but the idea of enduring such tedium felt like its own kind of hardship.
“We’ve talked too long. Let’s get started. Sione, bring out the experimental tools we’ve prepared.”
“Yes, Master.”
“It’s been centuries since the two of us have done joint research. You’re prepared for the hard work, right?”
“…Sort of.”
“Sort of? Living in luxury at the palace has made you completely spoiled.”
Watching Sione and Elga bicker as usual, Raven shook his head.
For adults, they often felt more like children than he did.
Male lead Asks for a Divorce Every Day
It’s not often you come across a plot like this in the female-dominant genre — make sure to check it out!
This is a novel I’m planning to reread as well.
The male lead is strong, skilled in martial arts, and not the usual fragile type you often see in matriarchal novels.
Meanwhile, the female lead is a scientist—rational and logical. Even when she falls for the male lead, she doesn’t let her emotions cloud her decisions.
If you push through the first few chapters, you’ll gradually find the story really intriguing.
It has a mix of mystery, detective elements, and romance.
The author’s writing style is like crafting a puzzle—except they deliberately leave out a few pieces, making it hard to predict what happens next, yet keeping you hooked.
In the end, everything will come together and be explained.
One-sentence summary: Wife, stop playing with beakers and look at me!
In a laboratory accident, research scientist Zhu Wansheng accidentally travels to a matriarchal world. The original owner of the body is an eighteen-year-old only daughter of a wealthy rouge merchant, already married with a handsome young man.
Zhu Wansheng grins: Nice! She always said she was heaven’s favorite granddaughter. After a life of toil in her previous life, she can enjoy blessings in this one.
However, her joy lasts no more than three seconds as bad news arrives: the original owner’s family is about to go bankrupt, and her husband wants a divorce.
Even worse, she’s stuck with a research system full of restrictions.
Zhu Wansheng: ? Is this the destiny of a research dog?
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Faced with this mess, Zhu Wansheng pours herself a bowl of wine to drown her sorrows. In her drunken haze, her husband arrives.
His figure is imposing, holding a long sword, with a dignified air that captivates Zhu Wansheng.
Gu Yingqing, however, looks at the alcohol-reeking Zhu Wansheng with undisguised disgust and coldly asks, “Divorce or not?” The intoxicated Zhu Wansheng mumbles vaguely, “I think… it’s not… it’s not… impossible!”
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The next day, after sobering up, Zhu Wansheng is full of energy, rolling up her sleeves ready to make a big move. As for yesterday? She has no memory of it.
Zhu Wansheng is ambitious; a research dog fears nothing!
Upgrading rouge, extracting fragrances, producing perfumes, researching lipsticks… all shall bow to the power of modern technology!
The original owner’s dying rouge shop is revitalized. Her mother is pleased and with a wave of her hand, passes on the family business to her. As she takes control and her experimental results gain popularity, it’s the pinnacle of her life…
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But there are always those who can’t stand to see her doing well. Jealousy, scheming, assassination attempts – they want nothing less than her life.
The person who has always kept his distance from her suddenly holds her tightly in his arms, eyes full of concern.
She is unharmed, but he falls into a pool of blood…
Zhu Wansheng feels guilty, “I can grant you one wish.”
Gu Yingqing tentatively circles his arms around her, carefully resting his head in the crook of her neck, pleading softly, “I regret it. Can we not divorce?”
Zhu Wansheng: ? When did I agree to a divorce?
[Small Theater]
The newly developed rouge is beautifully packaged, and Zhu Wansheng is eager to try it.
Gu Yingqing suddenly appears: “My lady, may I apply it for you?”
Cool fingertips lightly brush her lips. His Adam’s apple bobs as he leans in for a light bite.
Zhu Wansheng: ?
Gu Yingqing: It smells so good, I wanted to taste it…
On a warm spring day, Zhu Wansheng tries a new perfume: “Spring Night.” Gu Yingqing corners her against a wall.
Warm breath lingers on her neck.
“My lady, from now on, may I test the fragrances for you?”
[Humorous female scientist vs scheming live-in son-in-law male lead]
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