He immediately used mana to cast a spell. Mana bursting from within him tore apart the cyclops’s hand.
Haldin sheathed his sword in aura and simultaneously created a massive magic circle. Then, blue-lighted swords appeared in the air, like javelins, and impaled the cyclops.
“Kwuaaargh!”
Haldin beheaded the cyclops, which was writhing in agony. Eventually, the cyclops collapsed.
Haldin wiped the hot blood splattered on his face with the back of his hand. Only then did he feel the pain in his abdomen, causing his forehead to crease involuntarily.
It seemed like his rib had broken when he was captured by the cyclops.
‘Why didn’t my mana function properly just a while ago?’
He had been busy with wedding preparations for nearly two months, focusing only on physical training. He hadn’t practiced using mana during that time.
However, that shouldn’t have affected the absolute amount of mana unless some of it had suddenly disappeared.
But considering that mana couldn’t simply vanish and reappear within moments, it was a strange occurrence.
“Haldin.”
Haldin, lost in thought, heard Blair’s voice and snapped out of his reverie.
Upon seeing her with a worried expression, he couldn’t help but see the image that had briefly flashed in his mind earlier—the sight of a heavily pregnant Blair.
What was that memory?
The sudden appearance of a mammoth interrupted the event.
Ivan summoned the Royal Huntsman and ordered the Royal Knights to investigate the incident. The evening banquet scheduled to take place in the palace was also canceled.
As a result, the festive atmosphere among the nobles, which had been high for New Year’s, soured.
However, it was an unavoidable duty to offer gratitude to the gods and ancestors for the first worship of the new year. Therefore, the worship service was delayed by several hours.
Haldin and Blair, upon arriving at the temple, went straight to the annex to treat Haldin’s broken rib.
However, there was no resting priest. The priest who greeted them wore a perplexed expression.
“Oh dear, what should we do? The priests have all left their posts…”
Only those chosen by the gods among the temple’s priests could use divine magic. As a result, there were fewer priests than regular clerics, and they were always busy.
Here is the English translation of the Korean paragraph:
“I think there is at least one priest conducting lessons. I will fetch them shortly.”
After giving directions, the priest, who was about to leave the lounge, turned to Haldin as if something had occurred to him and said,
“By the way, Your Grace, you probably already know, but in the case of injuries, it is advisable to undress for a delicate approach.”
The priest left, leaving only the two of them.
Haldin began to remove his top one piece at a time. Seeing this, Blair tried to take his clothes, but Haldin hung them on a nearby chair.
He thought that if he gave his clothes to the petite girl, they might end up buried in a pile.
As Haldin unbuttoned his shirt, he asked Blair,
“Can you really see the future?”
Blair, who had been watching him for a moment, answered.
“…You don’t believe it.”
Her voice was composed, but there was a hint of resentment in her tone.
“At first, it’s hard to believe, but if events like today keep happening, even if you don’t want to believe, you will.”
Haldin quickly removed his top. Facing Blair with his sturdy, muscular torso, she discreetly averted her gaze.
Haldin gently cupped Blair’s cheek, turning her face to meet his gaze.
“Tell me. What else did you see in the future?”
Blair stared at him in silence. Her eyes were still cold, but they lacked the mocking glint from the previous night.
However, she had no story to offer him.
Would he believe the story that she had returned to the past after dying and that he might be the one behind it?
Besides, the future that this man was curious about probably had something to do with the Queen’s Palace fire incident. But she couldn’t talk about that truth since she didn’t even know it herself.
At this point, she decided to just pass it off as a bad dream.
That’s when it happened.
“Duke, and Lady. We will enter.”
Along with the voice of the priest who had gone to fetch them, the door opened, and the two people entered.
Blair, who had casually glanced in that direction, froze as she noticed the priest following behind them.
“Hello, Your Grace, and Lady.”
Miella Elias.
She was the woman who had been Haldin’s lover in his previous life and would soon become that again.
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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