‘How did it get so late already?’
Raven sighed as he finally left the lab late into the night.
He had been called to Sione around noon.
In retrospect, he had been stuck in the lab for well over half a day.
‘A bit tired, I guess.’
In truth, there wasn’t much for Raven to do in their research.
His entire duty consisted of sitting in the middle of the magic circle and idly wandering around when told to stand by to reset the formation.
Though he felt his energy drain every time the shape of the magic circle changed, it was merely exhausting, not particularly taxing.
“…Well, it’s only the first day.”
They might ask him to participate in strange experiments later on.
He had a contract with Elga promising that he’d be treated fairly, but he couldn’t entirely let his guard down.
‘Are they planning to pull an all-nighter?’
Raven, having walked a short distance from the lab, glanced back.
Smoke still rose from the chimney, and the light that seeped through the window cracks showed no signs of extinguishing.
‘I’ve heard magicians are extraordinary, but seeing it firsthand is something else.’
Elga and Sione were exceedingly passionate about what they termed ‘research’.
Gone was the bickering they displayed as priests; inside the lab, they showed a very serious and scholarly demeanor.
Even Raven was amazed at their dedication to research, forgoing food and water simply because it was ‘a waste of time.’
If an attentive soldier hadn’t brought him food, Raven too would have gone hungry all day.
‘I should get an early sleep tonight, given that I have to be in the lab early tomorrow.’
Recalling Sione’s request that he come straight to the lab upon waking, he made his way to his room.
‘The palace looks especially dreary today, perhaps it’s the weather.’
It was quite late, and the already sparsely populated Rose Palace felt particularly desolate.
Though occasionally he would spot patrolling soldiers, their scant numbers were insufficient to shift the quiet and lonely atmosphere.
Feeling his fatigue intensify, Raven quickened his pace.
Upon reaching his door, he sensed something was off.
‘Why is the door ajar?’
He had locked it securely before leaving, yet it was slightly open.
He tightly gripped the dagger hidden at his waist, preparing for any contingency.
As he cautiously nudged open the door, a sight entirely different from the morning greeted him.
“What the… Did someone clean up?”
The bed sheets and quilt were neatly arranged as if freshly replaced, the floor was sparkling clean, and the trash bin was empty.
The room, which had been messy due to his long absence, was now spotless.
‘I overreacted.’
His caution, in case of an intruder, now seemed silly.
With a resigned laugh, he flopped onto the bed.
“…Nice scent.”
A unique fragrance of freshly laundered bedding wafted up as Raven lay down.
In the well-made bed, he felt a warmth and care as though someone had found this room, looked after it.
A feeling of being cared for.
Is this what comfort feels like?
The sensation, a first since his mother was alive in his youth, was both sweet and soothing.
‘Sleepy…’
Blinking while lying on the bed, he soon began to nod off.
He hadn’t even begun to prepare for sleep, shoes still on, but he had no strength to resist the oncoming drowsiness.
And just as Raven was drifting into shallow sleep, a sharp shuriken flew towards his neck.
Clang!
“Who’s there!”
Raven, having deflected the shuriken with his dagger, agilely adjusted his stance.
His movements were so swift, it was as if he had never been asleep.
“Quite impressive for a little Vennian.”
A chuckling sound echoed around the room.
Raven scanned his surroundings urgently, feeling as though his ears were stuffed.
However, the owner of the voice, presumably female, was nowhere to be found.
“Show yourself! Who the hell are you?”
“There’s no need to tell someone who’s about to die, is there?”
Whoosh, thud!
Three darts, presumably made of thick, pointed needles, flew towards his vital spots.
The tips of the slender darts were soaked in blue poison. Sensing this at the last moment, Raven instinctively dodged.
“Ugh…”
Although he successfully evaded most of the poisoned darts, one grazed his arm, tearing his clothes.
Feeling the poison spreading quickly through the wounded area, he clenched his arm and let out a small groan.
‘I can’t even see the attacks. How should I counter this?’
Vennians had a lifespan similar to humans but were born with physical abilities that even demons couldn’t compare with.
Their dynamic vision and reaction speed made dodging this kind of attack almost effortless.
But this was different.
The uninvited guest, presumed to be an assassin, possessed incredible speed and accuracy.
The hidden person was a pro.
Young Raven was no match.
“Ho, you managed to dodge. You’re quite agile. Almost a shame to kill.”
“If you have the leisure to chatter, why not show yourself? I’d like to know who’s trying to kill me.”
“Even your attempts to provoke are well done. Good judgment.”
“Shut up!”
Male lead is a clingy little husband
One-line summary: The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
Introduction:
One day, Lu Yuner’s soul transmigrates into a female-dominant world. She enters the Imperial Academy and takes up the position of a doctoral instructor, teaching classes and grading schoolwork.
One day, she encounters the young prince Su Qingwan secretly skipping class from the male academy.
As a result, Su Qingwan is punished.
From then on, Su Qingwan sees Lu Yuner as a “thorn in his side”.
But before long, this “thorn” becomes the person he cherishes most, and he goes to great lengths to win Lu Yuner’s affection.
Mini scene 1:
One day, the sun is high in the sky but Su Qingwan still hasn’t gotten up for class.
Servant Xiaoyuan: “Young prince, it’s time for class. You’ll be late otherwise.”
Su Qingwan says arrogantly: “I’m not going. I am the esteemed prince, my status is so noble, why should I suffer this hardship? Besides, isn’t learning all this just to please women? Hmph, they’re not worthy!”
Mini scene 2:
After Su Qingwan falls for someone, he completely changes. He no longer skips class and diligently learns how to be a good husband and father. But he discovers that Sister Yuner is always surrounded by admirers.
Drunk and overcome with jealousy one day, he clings to Lu Yuner, crying beautifully like a pear blossom in the rain.
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan likes Sister Yuner.”
Lu Yuner: “Young prince, you’re drunk.”
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan isn’t drunk. Qingwan likes Sister Yuner, likes you so much, likes you to bits…” Before he can finish, Lu Yuner’s eyes flash with emotion and she leans in closer.
[Reading Guide]
1. The female lead is gentle, gracious, humble and polite but not weak. The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
2. 1v1, a bit torturous in the beginning but definitely sweet later on.
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