“Is that so?”
In response to Reneve’s words, Viscount Bellcane chuckled and then casually spoke as if it was nothing.
“I’m not the type to stick to someone who dislikes me, so feel free in that regard.”
“Have I ever said that I dislike Viscount Bellcane?”
“No, you haven’t. But you do have feelings for His Majesty, don’t you?”
For a moment, Reneve felt embarrassed.
“You knew?”
Viscount Bellcane widened his eyes, looking at Reneve questioning.
“Really?”
“Didn’t you notice and ask?”
“I did some skillful interrogation, but I didn’t expect you to answer so easily.”
Since Viscount Bellcane would eventually find out when Icarus returned, Reneve didn’t feel the need to elaborate.
“Well, there were plenty of clues. Wearing matching outfits subtly, slipping out of the hall together and returning. That sort of thing.”
Viscount Bellcane presented each piece of evidence, and Reneve licked her dry lips.
At that moment, a large bird began circling above Reneve and Viscount Bellcane.
It seemed to be announcing that the hunting competition would start soon.
“The oblivious one. The conversation was getting interesting.”
Viscount Bellcane raised his head and glared at the bird.
“Shall we start heading back?”
“Sure.”
For the hunting competition, Reneve and Viscount Bellcane returned to the makeshift tent.
The young ladies wore lightweight shirts and riding pants instead of elaborate dresses, each carrying a weapon.
The young men were diligently preparing for the upcoming hunting competition, maintaining their weapons and adjusting their attire.
“Welcome! It seems the hunting competition is about to begin.”
Princess Rachel, who spotted the two, waved her raised hand.
Reneve increased her pace, shaking hands with Rachel and walking towards her.
Upon Reneve and Viscount Bellcane’s arrival at the tent, Lord Fabian, the leader of the social gathering, walked forward.
Lord Fabian addressed the nobles, looking around their faces.
“It seems everyone has gathered. Shall I briefly explain the rules of today’s competition? Would that be acceptable?”
Lord Fabian politely sought agreement, and everyone stopped their actions, focusing on Lord Fabian.
“As you all know, the winner of today’s hunting competition is the one who catches the most game from the beginning to the end.”
After Lord Fabian briefly finished the explanation, one of the young ladies at the front asked,
“Does the rarity or size of the game not affect the score?”
“That’s a good question. The rarer the better; it will receive higher points. Even for the same type of animal, the score will vary based on size. Any more questions?”
After a few more people asked about the rules, Reneve, surrounded by Lord Fabian, glanced around the faces of the nobles.
Some looked tense, their expressions stiff, while others confidently swung their swords through the air with self-assured expressions.
Among them, there were still those who seemed to struggle with handling weapons.
“So, if you pull this handle, the arrow will be released, right?”
To the young lady who seemed uninterested in the hunting competition, Reneve, sweating profusely, added more details to the explanation of crossbow usage.
“Yes, that’s correct, but you need to release the safety lock first.”
Turning her gaze away from them, Reneve looked towards the distant green mountain range.
The location of the hunting competition was deep within a mountain owned by Lord Fabian, where dangerous wild animals could emerge.
So, as a precaution, fences were erected at the mountain’s entrance, and aggressive mountain beasts were cleared in advance.
Today’s hunting competition was not an official event sponsored by the royal family, but rather a small event for the nobles participating in the gathering to foster camaraderie.
However, the eyes of the nobles who expressed their intention to participate were filled with enthusiasm.
For the young aristocrats, this was an opportunity to show off their superiority, and for the young ladies, it was a chance to feel their popularity.
While some genuinely enjoyed hunting, the majority saw the hunting competition as a means to express affection for someone they favored.
And Reneve belonged to neither side. She had simply come out to enjoy an interesting book in the fresh air.
“I hope you all enjoy the game without getting hurt. Please proceed with the competition.”
After Lord Fabian’s explanation of the game rules, Rachel approached Reneve.
“Yeongae, want to make a bet with me?”
“A bet?”
“Yes, we can bet on who will catch more game.”
Rachel’s aggressive proposal seemed to be aimed at encouraging Reneve to participate in the hunting competition.
‘Did I show too much disinterest in the hunting competition?’
Reneve hesitated for a moment before asking, “What should we bet?”
“Well….”
Rachel also seemed undecided as she clenched her jaw and began contemplating.
“May I join in the bet as well?”
Lord Fabian, the young lord, interjected between them.
“What would you like to bet, Lord Yeongsik?”
“That’s a secret. What do you say? Will you include me in the bet?”
My Ex-Girlfriend Is The Regent In The Female-dominant World (Male lead transmigrates to the matriarchal world)
Two years ago, Gu Sui picked up a homeless woman in ancient costume from the street.
Apart from occasionally claiming to be a princess from a female-dominant country due to illness, her figure, appearance, intelligence, and martial arts skills were impeccable.
Naturally evolving from roommates to girlfriends, as time went on, Gu Sui found it increasingly difficult to tolerate her queen syndrome.
“Mu Jiulu, can you stop controlling me inside and out? Let’s break up.”
Gu Sui made a breakup call, and since then, he couldn’t find any trace of her.
A year later, Gu Sui, who was planning to move, woke up the next day and found himself in a different place.
“Young Master, today is the day you choose your Wife-master through martial arts competition at Jade Dew Pavilion. Please get up quickly.”
Gu Sui: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
As the only son of a general’s mansion in a female-dominant dynasty, the young empress personally issued a decree allowing Gu Sui to select his Wife-master through martial arts competition. Whoever could defeat him could marry him.
Gu Sui: “……”
He didn’t inherit the original owner’s martial prowess, so anyone could defeat him! And what the hell is a Wife-master?
Forced to come to Jade Dew Pavilion, the densely packed women below made Gu Sui’s agoraphobia act up, and his face was full of resistance.
Until he saw the Regent sitting on the second floor, with a smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes wicked and nonchalant.
Hmm… she looked a little familiar.
It turned out that the Regent also found him a little familiar.
Mu Jiulu fiddled with her bone clasp, her deep gaze locked on the man who was out of place in this world.
“Finally, I found you.”
Male transmigrates into female-dominant world
One-sentence summary: What goes around comes around, taking turns in the crematorium
