Bertl, who knew nothing of the Vice Commander’s age, nor anything else, looked at her with eyes full of respect.
He was once again touched and swore loyalty deep in his heart.
Looking at Bertl with strange eyes, Lucia suddenly recalled an oddly fitting phrase.
“……But just now, maternity leave?”
“Ah, yes. Commander. Didn’t you agree with the Commander of the Hundred? Thanks to that, my sister spent quality time with the child.”
Commander of the Hundred?
‘Ah, Leon Luwins?’
Lucia remembered a time when she had competed with the Commander of the Hundred, who was once considered her equal.
It must have been a day when she had competed with some wish in mind.
She had accepted it on a whim and won at the time, but since she had no wish to ask, she had temporarily given leave to the unfortunate woman who had to stop due to her pregnancy.
“……That’s a good way.”
Something seemed to occur to Lucia, and a slight smile formed at the corners of her tight lips.
[Star Icon]Maternity leave.
In recent years, it was the most powerful trick.
Because of it, the dumbfounded emperor seemed to take quite some time to feel the sensation in his pale back of the head.
The reason she took maternity leave was simple.
Staying beside the child for decades was unthinkable.
If she were to do so, she would not only drift away from a normal child, but the child might also leave home during adolescence.
So, to create an environment where the child could freely spend time without her, she had to eliminate those involved in the holy maiden’s sealing plan, and being a knight in the royal family was advantageous for gathering information.
And, the control stone.
The child’s divine power was tremendous.
Even at such a young age, she probably had a power comparable to that of a high priest.
It would be great if the child could hide their power like them, but it was difficult to expect that at such a young age.
So, although she had already stolen a control stone from the temple, it would take even the genius His at least six months to process it.
And this concern was unexpectedly resolved by Bertl.
Six months of maternity leave.
The emperor was dazed as if punched, while Lucia sorted out her plan.
But she had already spoken her opinion, so she didn’t have time to wait for such an emperor.
It was because of the holy maiden who was alone in the training center.
As she bowed slightly to the emperor and was about to leave,
“……W, wait. Stop! Hold on!”
The emperor, seeing her smooth head, became frantic.
“You. Are you mocking me? Parental leave? The child is 5 years old and you want parental leave? Such nonsense…….”
“No, no. Is this not the case? Then have you raised a child for 5 years? In the training camp on that hill?”
The Emperor, who had been pouring out words without pause, pointed to the small training camp on the hill visible from the terrace.
Every morning, he had fondly looked there, envisioning a future with a Sword Master.
Having checked his pointing finger, Lucia gave a light nod of agreement.
“……Impossible. Then who’s the husband? Answer that!”
The Emperor, still not giving up a small hope, waited for her answer with suspicion.
However,
“Yes. A herb picker. But he fell while picking herbs on a cliff and failed to pick the herbs, eventually dying. The last thing in his hand was not herbs, but a bunch of herblike grass…… I heard.”
This really didn’t make sense.
She, who had lived a life where there was no need to lie at all, was blatantly telling an excuse she had momentarily thought of inside the carriage.
And she did so without a hint of sadness, even though she was clearly grieving.
A brief silence fell between the two.
And then,
“Now. Are you joking!? Do you even know how much of those damned herbs are there in what you say!”
The Emperor’s face contorted in anger as he stomped his feet, unable to believe the current situation.
Then, soon calming himself with a sigh, he brushed his face and hardened his expression as he thrust it in front of Lucia.
“You. That must be a joke. If it’s true, if you had a child, you wouldn’t have been able to become a Sword Master. Therefore…….”
The Emperor turned his face coldly toward Lucia.
And, looking off at the distant mountains as if leaning back, he picked up his crystal glass.
Anyone who saw him would think of a cold and rational lord who would dismiss a cherished subordinate in a heartbeat, a troubled and pensive figure from behind.
However, she saw.
The three fingers holding the heavy crystal glass haughtily were trembling terribly.
Higher in status than anyone, but more insignificant than anyone.
She knew very well that he was straining as the empire’s first Emperor.
Even without any power, he was sentimental enough to accompany her on a royal outing.
Lucia, who had saved his life several times and experienced his annoyance and insignificance firsthand, was the one.
“Abandoning your duty, you have committed a great sin by leading a personal life in the imperial training camp.”
He tried to set a false atmosphere, heavily weighing his words, and continued, awkwardly imitating a lonely figure he had seen somewhere.
It seemed he wanted to mimic the charisma of a moderately charismatic ruler.
‘Tsk. So the early demise is because of the alcohol.’
Lucia, who didn’t want to play along with his lonely act, eventually picked up the large feather pen beside the approval documents.
And she infused the feather pen with sword energy.
Not long after the red sword energy made the feather dance finely, it whipped sharply toward the Emperor’s glass.
Swish.
“What, what!? You! What did you do? Have you finally gone mad!?”
The Emperor yelled, thinking she was attacking him at the sensation of something swiftly passing by.
Then Lucia showed the Emperor the crystal glass shrunk in her hand.
The crystal glass was filled to the brim with the whiskey the Emperor had only poured half full.
It was strange.
It was certainly the one he had been holding……
“……?!”
The emperor was left with only the round and transparent top part of the heavy crystal glass that he was laboriously holding with just three fingers, as if to flaunt his style.
And what had sliced this was not a sword… but a feather.
In Lucia’s hand, the feather was flickering with a red sword light.
The emperor couldn’t suppress his astonishment.
Even if one is a sword master, they cannot hold a swaying sword light unless it is a solid object like mithril.
This is basic knowledge, even for an emperor who cannot wield a sword.
But a feather?
The sound of the quickwitted emperor’s mind whirring began to echo in this large hall.
Lucia might have become something beyond a sword master, the thought circled in his head.
A grand sword master in legend whose power alone is higher than the power of all the knights of a kingdom’s level.
If, at the age of 25, Lucia was approaching that…
The emperor’s face began to bloom brighter than the flowers that had sprung up all around the royal palace.
“……I know, I know! As expected, you are……!”
“100% paid parental leave. Maintenance of the training camp accommodation. And,”
She happily raised both hands, quickly holding his glass to his nose as the emperor approached,
“Here. I’ve reduced the size of the glass as much as your age. What would it do if you can’t even lift a glass of liquor, Your Majesty?”
The emperor checked the size of the glass at her words that she had reduced it to match his age.
It was almost cut in half.
“……You really. My mouth today……!”
Daring to openly discuss the emperor’s lifespan, he grumbled, chattering, teased by her again today.
But even though it was her, knowing that she was worried about him and meant to reduce the liquor, he did nothing more than snort through his nose as he looked at the door through which she had left.
Ex-husband Wants Reconciliation
One-line summary: Chasing the wife to the crematorium (making an effort to attract someone who has become indifferent), the female lead doesn’t look back, the second male lead takes the position.
Intro:
To repay the kindness of the older generation, Su Mu crossed into a female-dominated world and became a live-in daughter-in-law of the Yan family, single-handedly saving the Yan family from fire and water.
But her husband, Yan Jiyue, the eldest son of the Yan family, treated her with sarcasm and never showed her a good face.
It wasn’t until after Su Mu’s death that this pampered and arrogant young master shed a few fake tears and pretended to want to die for love.
This life’s kindness was enough. If there was a next life, she would definitely kick Yan Jiyue away.
Who knew that the heavens would be so kind as to allow her to be reborn, returning to the time when she had just married into the Yan family.
Su Mu glanced at the Yan eldest son, who still spoke coldly to her, and threw a divorce letter in front of him.
“Let’s divorce!”
***
Yan Jiyue never imagined that he would be reborn. He happily went to find Su Mu, wanting to make up for the mistakes he had made in his ignorant youth.
Wasn’t the reason the heavens allowed him to be reborn to let him reconcile with Su Mu?
But when he pushed open the door to Su Mu’s room, the person lying on the bed was another man.
Su Mu’s personal attendant, Xie Yi.
Yan Jiyue hated him so much that his teeth itched. In front of Su Mu, Xie Yi was a gentle and considerate whisperer of sweet nothings, but in reality, he was vicious-hearted and deliberately sabotaged their husband and wife relationship.
In the previous life, it was he who secretly hid in Su Mu’s coffin and committed suicide, stealing a step ahead of him to be buried with Su Mu.
Yan Jiyue’s eyes were filled with hatred as he cursed, “What kind of thing are you? Your background is lowly, what right do you have to occupy Su Mu?”
Xie Yi looked at the sleeping Su Mu and no longer pretended to be a whisperer of sweet nothings.
He proudly stuck out his belly, “I have the right because my belly is capable of giving the Wife-master a daughter.”
***
Yan Jiyue was consumed with jealousy. He spread rumors that Xie Yi had once been branded with the mark of a “harlot” on his chest.
But on the night Xie Yi cut off the flesh bearing that mark, Su Mu suddenly realized something was amiss.
“How did you know the exact moment I was poisoned? And why did you show up a month early?”
Xie Yi remained silent, blood from his wound soaking through his robes. His sapphire eyes brimmed with anguish – or was it just a flawless act?
Between a once-arrogant husband now seeking redemption, and a gentle soul willing to die for her – who truly held the darkest secrets? And could it be that Su Mu and Yan Jiyue weren’t the only ones given a second chance at life…?
[Reading Guide]
1. True divorce, chasing the wife to the crematorium, the female lead doesn’t look back, the male lead is Xie Yi.
2. The ex-husband did not cheat, he just realized too late and didn’t realize that he liked the female lead.
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