On the day when Philip and Ellen divorced, in front of the courthouse where Enoch and Sorellina left, Magistrate Vermilion spoke to Ellen.
Vermilion believed that even if Ellen had lost her standing as a villainess, she deserved respect as Philip’s former wife.
Ellen earnestly pleaded with Vermilion. It felt different from the impression Vermilion had known so far.
“My escort knight in the city guard has been detained. They accused him of excessive defense. To release him quickly, I need someone to vouch for my identity.”
Ellen and Vermilion locked eyes. At that moment, a sublime golden light enveloped Vermilion’s surroundings. It was a divine power Vermilion was familiar with.
Although no one explained everything, Vermilion could understand in that moment.
The current Ellen was not the villainess he had known.
Her soul had changed.
As soon as he realized this, the darkness that had surrounded him disappeared in an instant, soaked in golden light.
Next to Ellen, two figures appeared.
It was Marboro wearing the crown and Laila.
Then, another figure came to Ellen’s right.
It was Philip.
He smoothly wrapped his arms around Ellen’s shoulders and kissed her on the hair.
Philip, a long-time friend of Vermilion, had an unfamiliar expression this time.
It was the first time Vermilion had seen such a happy expression.
Soon, the majestic voice of the god filled his soul.
[DASH] The soul that has found its place will shine with dignity. [DASH]Indeed, it was the divine power Vermilion had seen in years. Overwhelmed with gratitude, Vermilion trembled all over.
“Oh, my, my Lord.”
He could only say that.
However, even if Ellen looked at him strangely, Vermilion couldn’t explain the god’s revelation. It was the same anywhere in the world, not just with Ellen.
A divine revelation could be a blessing, but depending on the interpretation, it could be misunderstood as rebellion or cause turmoil.
So Vermilion concealed the revelation. At the King’s birthday celebration today, he would support Philip and help a little, and that was it.
Following that course, Vermilion received a short request from Philip a while ago.
It was a plea included in the divine revelation, and Vermilion couldn’t refuse.
After briefly understanding the situation through Philip, Vermilion entered the unconscious Marquis Ondella’s room.
“Hmm. Marquis Ondella’s excessive greed is ruining his future…”
After sitting for a while, Vermilion raised a moistened towel, using nursing as an excuse.
“Ugh.”
Coincidentally, Marquis Ondella made a groaning sound.
“Are you awake?”
Rubbing his eyes, Marquis Ondella, who looked around, soon jumped up in surprise.
“Wh-why am I here?”
“The royal palace knights escorted the disrespectful Marquis to this room.”
“Royal palace knights?”
“Yes. It seemed like you were drunk, so we were inspecting to make sure. Is there anything uncomfortable?”
At that, Marquis Ondella hastily touched his back and abdomen. Then, he breathed a sigh of relief.
“Seems to be nothing wrong.”
Vermilion naturally thought that there shouldn’t be anything wrong with Marquis Ondella.
According to Philip, the Marquis had sat alone and fainted in fear after Philip’s earlier request.
“Do you want some water?”
At Vermilion’s suggestion, Marquis Ondella nodded.
“My throat is a bit dry.”
Vermilion took out a yellow pill in front of Marquis Ondella.
“Oh, isn’t that the famous fatigue recovery medicine from the temple?”
“Yes, it seems you have a hangover, so I thought I’d offer it to you.”
“Isn’t it quite expensive?”
“His Majesty the King provided a budget for those who need it. It’s a special day, you know.”
“Thank you for taking care of me.”
Vermilion dissolved the pill in water and handed it to Marquis Ondella.
“Drink it and rest. You’ll feel refreshed in the morning.”
Marquis Ondella downed the water in one go. Confirming that, Vermilion took out a pocket watch and stood up.
“You seem to have regained consciousness, and since there don’t seem to be any particular issues, I will take my leave now,” Vermilion greeted politely. As Vermilion left, the Marquis, with a somewhat intimidating expression, began to make assumptions while feeling his body once again.
“Tsk. He clearly aimed a knife at me… undoubtedly an assassin sent by that wicked woman.” He had also dispatched assassins, having already clashed at the party; it seemed unlikely that the wicked woman would remain quiet. In such a situation, he was fortunate not to have been injured.
Coincidentally, the royal palace knights, on guard duty, might have discovered and driven away or arrested the assailant. ‘Hmm, I wonder what happened to those who were supposed to go to the mansion…’
All four had quickly fallen victim to the assailant’s attack. Marquis Ondella contemplated going back outside to assess the situation but gave up and sat on the bed.
The individuals sent to Ellen numbered six. “I will return shortly to report, so please provide further instructions then…”
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
