So, upon hearing about the healer, he initially thought of dragging them to his side. He didn’t care about her situation or thoughts. He simply believed that she should follow him because he was doing the right thing, and to achieve that, he didn’t hesitate to exploit the fact that he had saved her life.
“Kite?”
When immersed in endless self-reproach, Ruela’s voice reached him.
“Perhaps all of this happened because of me. Can I really save Ruela’s life unscathed? It’s not like I’m worrying about such things, right?”
Kite smiled. Despite the inappropriate situation, he couldn’t help but laugh at Ruela, who confidently looked at him with a self-assured attitude.
“Well, I won’t say things like ‘I’ll protect my own life.’ That’s because it’s an impossible task. But if we combine our strengths, it won’t be that difficult.”
“Really?”
“Of course. The Duke is just one person, right? Well, he may have his subordinates, but our relationship isn’t built on friendship like ours.”
“Friendship?”
Kite raised an eyebrow, feeling somehow displeased by the word Ruela casually mentioned.
“If it’s not friendship, it’s human compassion… Well, anyway, it’s not like it matters whether I live or die, right?”
Human compassion? Even this didn’t resonate with Kite’s feelings at all.
“Of course not. It’s an emotion stronger than friendship or human compassion, so you don’t need to worry.”
While speaking, Kite asked himself what exactly his emotions were. But before he could answer, Ruela responded with a smile.
“In that case, I trust you, Kite. Monsters don’t have emotions. They simply follow Duke Kuran’s orders with the word ‘obedience’ inputted into their state. Our relationship is different from theirs, more substantial and tight.”
“So, we have… such a sticky relationship.”
“Of course. If I die, you’ll cry for me, right? Can I believe that you’ll be a bit sadder than others?”
There was no need to ponder over Ruela’s recent question, so Kite readily nodded.
“You’ll cry a lot. But never say that you’re going to die without making a mistake.”
“Then, don’t feel burdened and let’s take it step by step. Actually, until recently, I was impatient and irritated, and I felt frustrated with Kite and the friends who didn’t follow my words. But now that I’ve opened up, it feels refreshing, and I know that you’ll do your best, so my heart has lightened.”
Is that so?
Kite wanted to say something to make Ruela rely on him a little more. So, while he was struggling to find the right words, Hazen opened the window near the dining area and shouted.
“What are you doing? Come in and eat quickly! We need to level up right after!”
It felt like a cold shower. Kite sighed softly and extended his hand as a signal that he would escort her.
“Yeah, let’s go in and have a meal now. What we need to do is not worry, but put in effort and take action.”
“Okay.”
As Kite entered with Ruela, he thought.
If, if a situation arises where he can’t protect Ruela, he would once again ask Sennui to revive her.
It might be another occasion where their souls would swap, but he didn’t even want to entertain such thoughts.
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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