Upon Teddy’s words, the two priests who caught his glance bowed their heads and finally greeted.
“We are pleased to see you in good health, ma’am.”
“Ah, did you two help Crimbrony? Thank you so much.”
Before the priest could answer, Teddy quickly spoke first.
“Not just Crimbrony, you as well…! Thank God, I really thank you. It’s like you were sent by fate. I’ll do my best from now on!”
At Teddy’s fuss, Adonia chuckled while Ratua wore a puzzled smile.
Listening to the conversation, Brody understood the situation. No wonder her body felt more invigorated compared to before; it was because the priests had healed her.
After thanking them for healing her, Brody asked.
“So, why are you two here?”
“We were on our way to the north. Ah, that is, to ‘Iter Hiel Castle.’ To meet the Duke.”
“To meet the Duke?”
Brody rolled her eyes trying to grasp the situation.
Judging from the atmosphere, the two priests already seemed to know who Ian was.
“I wish we had known sooner. Ah, no, if we had known sooner, we would not have met you here in this fortress. God’s plan really is mysterious.”
Adonia raised his hand to his forehead and spread it toward the sky, giving glory to the gods. It seemed like a gesture similar to making the sign of the cross in Catholicism.
Upon seeing this, Teddy, Latua, and Aidan also brought their hands together as if praying. Was this a sign of agreement? Something like social media likes? Following suit awkwardly, Brody also put her hands together.
Latua then explained to Brody the reason they intended to visit the North.
“Now the North is becoming a separate country from the Empire. Therefore, we were on our way to ‘Ether Hiel’ Castle to ask Aidan, the Grand Duke, about what to do with the clergy and the temples.”
Now that they had met the Grand Duke even before reaching the castle, they could just return to their homeland and convey their intentions. After all, there was no rush; they had waited until Brody woke up.
As soon as the cleric finished explaining, Aidan made a request.
“Can you check her condition once more?”
Adonia responded with another bright smile.
“Of course, anytime. Ah, the matter you requested earlier is also well prepared.”
Adonia then took Brody’s hand and led her to a chair. After seating her, he held both of her hands and closed his eyes.
Brody was curious about what Aidan had requested, but as she felt Adonia’s energy enveloping her, she thought it would be distracting to open her mouth. She quietly waited for the healing to finish.
In the meantime, Latua continued speaking.
“Uh, we’re preparing, but… are you sure it’s okay for low-ranking clerics like us to do this?”
The question was directed at Aidan, so Aidan answered.
“You’ve already received permission, haven’t you? The conditions are sufficient.”
“But…, uh…, both of you aren’t ordinary people…”
“I know it might be an inconvenient request. But the situation is not favorable, so please consider our circumstances.”
After taking a deep breath, Latua nodded. There was little to argue when the person himself said it was fine.
At that moment, Adonia opened his eyes and smiled warmly.
“Yes, you seem to be recovering well, ma’am.”
How could someone be so serene and clear? Brody felt uplifted by his smile and returned it.
“Thank you. It would have been troublesome to be sick at such a crucial time.”
“Indeed, indeed. It’s a crucial time. Now that you’ve woken up, shall we set a date?”
“……?”
Hmm, ‘a crucial time.’ Somehow, it seemed that what Brody was thinking and what they meant by ‘crucial time’ differed.
Curious as she already was, Brody, who had been holding back due to Adonia’s attention, seized the timing and hastily asked.
“But… what does ‘crucial time,’ ‘preparation,’ and ‘setting a date’ all mean?”
At her question, the others—Teddy, Latua, and Adonia—looked bewildered.
It clearly wasn’t the question they expected her to ask.
Then, as if realizing something, Adonia slapped his palm with his fist and said.
“Ah, you might have forgotten due to your illness, ma’am.”
At that, Teddy anxiously interjected.
“Wait, how sick was she to forget ‘that’? Cleric, are you sure she’s alright?”
Brody pursed her lips and just rolled her eyes.
What is this? Another candid camera moment? Or did I really forget something due to illness?
While Brody was frantically searching her memory, Aidan spoke.
“Clear the area, please?”
Without any polite phrases or explanations, just a straightforward request. At Aidan’s icy command, people hesitated but nodded.
Somehow his words felt hard to disobey.
“Ah, Your Highness, what date shall it be?”
But cheerful Adonia was different. As he casually left the room, he broke the awkward silence with his question.
Aidan replied without any sign of discomfort.
“Let’s make it tomorrow.”
“Tomorrow?”
“Tomorrow?”
“Tomorrow?”
All three seemed simultaneously surprised, as if it was something they hadn’t expected at all.
Aidan closed the door behind them, regardless of their astonishment, nodding to affirm that he would not retract his words.
Thud.
As the buzzing sound outside the door disappeared, Aidan slowly pulled a chair and sat in front of her.
Brody asked with a seemingly serious face.
“Your Highness, is there something wrong with me not being able to remember? If so, please tell me honestly.”
With a troubled expression, Aidan ruffled his hair.
His black strands naturally scattered, and a few strands fell down, obscuring his eyebrows.
“It’s not that. I… asked for a marriage ceremony.”
“……?!!”
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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