“Oh, right. I was reckless. If there are casualties, it would tarnish the empress’s reputation.”
Thankfully, Shailo understood everything with just one dignified remark.
“I’m not familiar with defensive or healing magic, so… I wanted to show a cool side of me in a hurry.”
“You’re cool enough already. I’ll rely on you.”
“Instead, a name. It would be nice if you called me something.”
Shailo conjured a thin silk cloak in the air and draped it over my shoulders.
Even in summer, the nights were getting cool.
Gratefully accepting the cloak, I looked up at him and pursed my lips.
Though I didn’t vocalize it, Shailo seemed to be pleased, as he smiled broadly, reading my expression.
“After defeating the Sirens, be sure to call my name aloud.”
“If it ends without a single casualty.”
“I’ll do my best. Making a lightning-infused sphere should suffice. It will also brighten our side when the night sky turns brighter.”
Having barely restrained Shailo, I swallowed a sigh and left the banquet hall. When I removed the black wig I had been wearing all along, golden hair cascaded like waves.
Sweeping my hair back, I commanded the knights.
“Guard. Double-lock the doors of the banquet hall. Board them up so that no one can come out.”
“Huh, Your Majesty?”
“Put some soldiers inside as well. To control those who haven’t fallen asleep.”
“I will carry out the orders!”
It was almost time.
“In a little while, the Sirens will…”
Begin singing.
It continued, the shining stars.
Like a sparkling galaxy.
Endlessly blooming along the edge of the seashore,
Like a thousand azaleas.
At that moment, a sweet voice echoed from the distant sea, so sweet that it sent shivers down my spine.
Originally, Sirens didn’t sing alone; dozens of them harmonized in a choir. Their songs became soundwave attacks, captivating humans, and becoming inescapable traps.
“I’ll go then.”
Shailo, who seemed to have heard the sound, disappeared immediately.
As I stepped outside, I saw Fabel, with arms wide open, closing his eyes and listening to the song.
“Oh, I haven’t heard this in a while. A Siren ensemble.”
“Calling it an ensemble makes it suddenly funny, Fabel.”
“Well… it’s not wrong, is it?”
Neither I nor Fabel needed to block our ears with wet cotton since we weren’t affected by the song.
Thus, we could appreciate the Siren’s song better than anyone else.
Confessing, we were somewhat fond of the Siren’s songs.
Ah, the waves are dancing.
In joy, we sing.
Come here. Come here.
Join us.
Unconsciously, the Sirens surrounding the ship reached out earnestly.
The sight of pale hands with claws emerging from the sea was eerily bizarre. However, to those enchanted by the song, it probably appeared extraordinarily beautiful.
“Oh, it’s been a while since I’ve seen such a large number. Be careful as they might be starving. Safe travels, Your Highness.”
“Right. I’ll move to the bow.”
The soldiers waiting raised their spears, buzzing with anticipation.
As long as they don’t rush at us, we were ordered not to attack first, as per Mermem’s command.
Given the Sirens’ nature, if they lose their leader, they’ll avoid a fight and withdraw. No need to provoke them unnecessarily.
‘So, I need to meet the leader as quickly as possible.’
Indeed, it was a good decision not to bring Deric.
If Deric were here, he would have to suppress his appetite even with the Siren leader right in front of him.
“Leo. The author has appeared in the air. It looks like they’re up to something.”
Approaching Mermem, he frowned and looked up. I also reflexively turned my gaze in that direction, and indeed, Shailo was standing in the air.
Behind him, more than ten sparkling spheres were created, brightening the surroundings.
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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