“Are you just going to leave her like that?”
Hazhen asked with a displeased look.
They had concealed themselves as soon as they finished speaking with Luella in the square.
“Is there another way?”
Kite, leaning against the wall of the inn they were staying at, asked with a relaxed expression.
“No. But we can’t just leave her like this. Surely you don’t think she can go to the capital alone?”
“In the situation of being rejected from joining the guild, we can’t offer any assistance.”
“I know! But she has neither an attendant nor a maid. Moreover, she appears to be planning to walk, and without a carriage, it will be too much for a noble lady who’s never even walked 100 meters.”
Kite hesitated for a moment before answering.
“It’s the path she chose.”
Hazhen snorted disdainfully.
“Cold guy. You know that thieves have been setting up traps around here these days, right? What will you do if she dies? Don’t forget that Emperor Elab, who doesn’t have much time left, and Senhwi risked their lives to revive her.”
Kite’s expression darkened. He looked in the direction where Luella had left and spoke in a heavy voice.
“I know that too. But you know we can’t help until a connection is made. It’s one of the various rules that arise when summoning someone with ancient magic.”
As the two’s argument started to heat up, Tien quickly intervened.
“Isn’t there some way we can help without breaking the rules?”
Hazhen looked back at his younger cousin.
“Without breaking the rules?”
“Yeah. There must be a way.”
Upon hearing Tien’s words, Kite rose from leaning against the wall.
“It’s not that there’s no way.”
Hazhen asked, his eyes sparkling like a puppy.
“What is it, what way?”
“Follow her without her noticing and take care of the dangers.”
Kite’s suggestion was met with clapping approval from Tien.
“That’s a great idea. It’s the way we’re going anyway.”
“Yeah. We’re just going to follow her and deal with anything dangerous that appears in front of her.”
Hazhen’s response thawed Kite’s cold expression.
“We’ll also be able to test that woman’s abilities.”
But Hazhen, who had just agreed cheerfully, snorted at Kite’s additional comment.
“What abilities from a healer? Without a tank or dealer, it’s nothing. Knowing that thieves will attack and using healing spells won’t do any good. Besides, she doesn’t even know she’s an ability user. Expect what you should expect.”
“We’re checking what she’ll do in a dangerous situation. At least we’ll be able to gauge her tenacity and resourcefulness.”
Kite, justifying his actions, walked towards a waiting servant.
Watching him, Hazhen grumbled in a low voice.
“Just say you want to help. Why all these excuses?”
“Shush!”
Tien put his hand to his lips, urging quiet.
“Getting angry just tires us. Don’t nag.”
Hazhen pouted his lips.
“He’s always sticking to principles. Is that even reasonable in this treacherous world, especially here in Curan Kingdom, filled with corruption? I wish he’d be even half like my younger sibling.”
“How does talking about His Majesty help? The most anxious person here must be Brother Kite.”
At his younger cousin’s sharp remark, Hazhen replied with a somewhat deflated expression.
“I understand. I’ll be careful in the future. Before His Majesty gets angry, let’s follow her quickly.”
(This is a time separator.)
In the forest on the way to the capital Moello.
Kite, Hazhen, and Tien were watching Luella, who was swinging her hand in midair. She would occasionally stand still, then run and crouch as if she had found something, repeating this action.
“What on earth is she doing?”
Hazhen sighed, not understanding.
“It looks like she’s picking grass?”
At Tien’s response, Hazhen slightly grumbled in irritation.
“I know, right? What I mean is, why are you digging up something like that? It’s not even an edible fruit or anything. Besides, she’s a noble young lady who has never gotten her hands dirty; does she even know what she’s digging? What if she mistakenly eats it and dies?”
“Must be a reason.”
Kite, who had been watching from a distance, said.
“Why have you become so generous?”
Hazen’s eyes widened in disbelief.
“What are you talking about?”
“You usually would have followed her and said something.”
“You must have forgotten that we are secretly following her.”
Two days after leaving Camun village. If they had ridden on horses and taken breaks in between, they would have arrived at the capital in half a day.
But Luella Rominin seemed in no hurry at all, avoiding populated villages and moving leisurely.
“Is she really heading for the capital, though?”
“As long as we don’t pass it, the direction is right.”
Luella Rominin started moving again, having apparently gathered all the herbs she wanted. Kite suddenly stopped in his tracks.
“That’s strange.”
“What is?”
“Where did the herb she just dug up go?”
“What are you talking about?”
Hazen asked with a puzzled face.
“She dug up quite a few herbs on the way here. You all saw it.”
“Yeah. Huh? She really did.”
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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