Kias, motionless and with his gaze fixed out the window, released a frosty rumble.
“We’ll treat the wounded Youngjimin with our medicine and send them back in the morning. Prepare to sweep up the goblins left in the north forest tomorrow.”
“Yes, understood. However, during the night search, I met a healer who is still in Astin.”
During Lilvain’s report, the part that stood out most to Arien was ‘still remaining’.
‘A healer who’s still remaining?’
This could mean that healers have left Astin and are now hard to find, or that there’s a healer who is still alive despite someone trying to eliminate them.
Suddenly, her imagination was starting to do something it was not commanded to.
‘Which is it, what does he mean by that?’
The moment she heard Lilvain’s report, Kias, whose complexion changed, turned around and approached Arien in large strides.
He was taller and bigger in size compared to the Tarakion knights she saw in the forest earlier.
There was no hint of fat on his muscular body, and his untidy black hair seemed to have been roughly combed by hand, contrasting his clean and smooth skin.
And those deep, dark seablue eyes that seemed to see right through people.
She had seen numerous works painted by masters in the Planus royal gallery, but none of them left as strong an impression as Kias, who was right in front of her eyes.
A man who was robust and beautiful like the strong fortress of Astin.
Arien thought that this must be what a human created with utmost effort by God would look like.
He was far from the barbaric beast covered in blood that she had imagined, but his perfect appearance from top to bottom and the golden ratio of his body were rather frightening to Arien.
Without saying a word, Kias stared softly at Arien’s face.
Arien realized his gaze lingered once on her hair, eyes, lips, neck, shoulders, hands, and feet, which made her feel uncomfortable.
‘Why is he examining me like that.’
While consciously controlling her body, which was instinctively trying to step back, Arien deliberately raised her chin and straightened her body.
After all, isn’t he someone she has to meet eventually?
Thinking there’s no need to feel small from the beginning, she tried to muster a little courage, but she couldn’t help but feel tense.
There were four people in the room Kias, Arien, Lilvain, and Teo but only silence filled the room.
The first person to break the silence was Kias.
“If you are a healer, you must be from the Kingdom of Planus.”
His piercing gaze, as if he was interrogating her without even putting a knife to her throat, made Arien swallow.
“I am pleased to meet Duke Demidhel. My name is Arien. I left the Planus monastery and am traveling the continent, collecting herbs.”
She was amazed at how smoothly the lie came out in such a situation, but she made a mistake by using her real name.
But surely, she wasn’t the only woman named Arien in that large kingdom.
“Arien… do you not have a surname?”
Kias asked as he slowly moved towards the desk.
“No, I don’t… I’ve been raised in the monastery since I was young.”
Arien was worried he might probe more, but luckily, it didn’t seem to be a big issue.
“So, how long has it been since you left the Kingdom of Planus?”
“It’s been a few months.”
“Were you completely unaware that the forest is infested with monsters?”
“Yes… I had read about monsters in books, but today was my first time seeing them in person.”
“And what about the whereabouts of other healers?”
Kias bombarded her with questions before she could even answer.
Arien had to make an effort not to be swayed by his quick pace of conversation.
But strangely, his tone, which seemed arrogant but didn’t greatly deviate from politeness, and his low voice, held a force that made it impossible for the listener to interrupt or refuse.
“It seems like you don’t want to be asked anymore.”
“…”
Kias frowned slightly, as if disappointed.
“No matter who it is, I don’t let anyone into my castle. I want to see if you are a real healer first. Can you prove it here?”
Then, he slowly drew a sword from its sheath that was placed against the office wall.
Shring.
As the wellmaintained blade was revealed, Arien’s eyes widened.
“The point of the sword won’t be directed at you, so don’t worry too much.”
Kias, seeing her surprised expression, chuckled and reassured her.
Arien couldn’t take her eyes off the sword he was holding.
It wasn’t a fancy sword collected by the nobles, but one could tell at a glance that it was one of the few famous swords on the continent.
Whoosh
Suddenly, Kias, who was proficiently and swiftly swinging his sword, was about to slash towards his own left arm.
In an instant, Arien, taken aback, grabbed his swordwielding hand and pulled it hard to stop him.
And she immediately extended her hand to the deeply wounded area and emitted a powerful blue healing light, shouting.
“What are you doing now! Are you crazy?”
Arien, who shouted sharply, glared at Kias as she caught her breath.
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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