“The great will of the gods might be upon the Empress. Would you like to hold it?”
Kalik’s dark garnet eyes gleamed as he spoke. Enrique glanced at me.
I snorted in response to Enrique’s displeased frown.
“It doesn’t seem like the right time. Maybe later.”
“How can that be? It’s a gift with friendly intent.”
Enrique found himself unable to say more.
His nature wasn’t one to smoothly gloss over situations, and any careless word might be construed as blasphemy.
Even a hint of not recognizing Quan’s god as a deity could be problematic.
‘Enrique probably wants to take it and thoroughly investigate it with divine power.’
I need to grab it now.
Especially since you reacted that way.
I smoothly raised the corners of my lips and slowly reached out my hand.
It felt like everyone in the banquet hall, especially those from the desert, were watching me, exaggeratedly so.
I felt his gaze too.
The boy looked incredibly surprised, his golden pupils widening.
‘He didn’t know I was the empress.’
The moment my slender fingers lightly touched the dagger.
Woong.
A vibration traveled up my delicate fingertips.
At the same time, a strange light emanated from the dagger, spreading in all directions.
“!”
And at that moment, my consciousness was suddenly pulled somewhere else.
[Our youngest, oh my, what do we do with our youngest.]Ah, this is the voice of the sixth sister.
[Are you okay? Are you healthy? What a disaster, really.]Judging by the chirpy tone, it’s the fifth sister’s voice.
[Hey, move aside, you fools!!! That’s why you should’ve listened to your sister. Right? See what happens when you don’t listen to your wise sister? I’m so frustrated!]This tone that seems to test a devil’s patience… It’s definitely the second sister.
Forcing my eyelids open, I found myself standing in a stark white space.
The space was made of thousands of mirrors and glass, reflecting not Leonarda but my true form.
Tall, slender yet muscular, the real me.
‘Ah, this is a space of consciousness.’
It’s been a while since I heard the sisters’ voices. And it’s been a really long time since I saw my true form.
Gradually, the figures of my sisters appeared faintly in the surrounding mirrors.
It wasn’t clear. Only silhouettes.
Yet, I could tell who each one was.
[My dear.]“……First sister.”
Each sister had their say, worrying and nagging, and the last was the first sister.
Standing before her, I hung my head listlessly.
[So, how does it feel to be deceived?]“I’m angry. I want to tear the deceiver to shreds and kill them. I won’t be satisfied until I’ve taken everything they have and made it mine.”
My sisters fell silent at my response.
Maybe they all experienced something like this once.
That’s why they panicked and opposed when I said I’d fallen in love with Enrique.
I drooped my eyes, feeling dejected.
This was how I looked only in front of my first sister.
“…I want to go back. To the side of my sisters. You were the ones who put my soul in this body, right?”
[That’s right. We couldn’t let you go so vainly. You’re our precious youngest.]The first sister’s voice was as soft as the night’s texture and as comforting as the darkness.
I clenched my teeth, fighting back tears.
In front of my first sister, I forget my age and revert to being just a child.
[Hey, be thankful to your sisters. You have no idea how long we negotiated with the laws of cause and effect.]The second sister popped up, poking at me with her index finger.
I was a bit choked up, but grateful, so I didn’t talk back this time.
[She talks like that, but the second sister struggled a lot. She was the one who figured out how to get that dagger to you.]The logical and cool voice was my third sister.
[You lost all your magic core’s power to that human. If you had even a bit left, we could have sealed you and waited for you to recover… even if it took a thousand years. Then, you would have remained by our side as a demon.]I took a deep breath at my third sister’s explanation and nodded.
My power, my pride. The thought of losing my precious magic so vainly still made my teeth grind.
[But your soul was torn to shreds, and not a drop of your magic remained, leaving us no choice. We waited, infusing magic to prevent your soul from vanishing, until an empty body chosen by the first sister appeared. Whether it was human or whatever, we weren’t in a position to choose.]The third sister was always the best at explaining.
“…Thank you, sisters.”
Only now do I understand what happened after my death.
Now, what I want to know is how I can return to them.
[My dear. To return to us, there’s something you must do.]The first sister’s voice resonated deeply.
I waited for her words in the most humble posture I could show.
[That dagger contains a little of each of our powers. Use it to pierce the heart of the human you truly love. When the blood of a living heart stains the dagger, you can return to our embrace.]“!”
[We sent a man whom you could fall in love with, so we hope you’ll thrust the dagger into his heart.]Wait, just a moment. Just a moment, please.
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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