“How’s this?”
Having reached level 5 and become a healer, Luella was excitedly casting skills all over the place. Right now, in front of her, a middleaged chef had become an experimental subject, lying on the floor.
Everyone waited for her words, and the chef broke into a wide smile.
“Oh my, miss. The burning wounds that used to sting every time water touched them seem to have been washed away and gotten better. Truly fascinating.”
“Really? My stamina recovery potion must have worked, right?”
“What’s that? What is it?”
“Yeah, I brewed it. It’s one of my healing techniques.”
It was far better to name something the representative name for a wound healing ointment that these people wouldn’t understand, rather than feeling awkward telling them an embarrassing skill name every time someone asked. At her words, the chef gave a brief nod as if he understood and requested.
“Please, treat my back as well.”
“How is your back hurting?”
“It aches and tingles if I stand for too long.”
“Okay. Shall we treat it with ‘Blessing of Pas’?”
She fired another heal with a name she had made up herself at the chef.
Shaaa.
With the sound of the wind blowing, a faint light flowed from both of her outstretched hands.
“How is it?”
“Something warm wrapped around my back and passed, but I don’t think it got any better.”
“Really? Then I’ll heal you with the highest level heal.”
It was only level 3, but as she was still a novice, this one was a bit hard to cast.
Sweat was beading and her mana was quickly draining. The chef’s complexion brightened considerably as the highest level heal she possessed was cast.
“It’s much better. It’s not completely painless, but I think I can live with this.”
“Ugh. I’m so tired. I’m about to die. Bear with that for now. I’ll train more and fix it for you.”
“You are indeed a unique healer. Healing a painful area by sending energy.”
“I’m telling you. This is my first time seeing something like this.”
Tien, who had been watching with her mouth wide open, applauded. Hazen, who was watching with her, joined in.
“It’s really fascinating. So this is what they mean by a healer.”
“Do you two have any aches or pains?”
“We’re totally fine.”
The two of them disdainfully rejected Luella’s treatment as if their admiration was a thing of the past.
“Okay. Let’s go on a quest then.”
“Huh? Isn’t that something Kite handles?”
Tien spoke, jumping off the dining table where she was sitting. The moment she heard that, Luella recalled Kite’s words that he would go if she was busy but lightly pushed it aside.
Her level up was an essential element to increase her own value and survival rate. She couldn’t wait for Kite all day.
“Who’s in charge? Whoever has time helps out. Just say we’ll go together later when we go hunting for demons. Come on, get up.”
At Luella’s urging, Hazen asked as if puzzled.
“This morning, you almost died from an arrow, and you said you wouldn’t budge from the mansion.”
“Yes. So I’m going to make potions. Follow me. My bag is about to burst, so I need to organize it and make lots of emergency potions.”
Asking as they left the dining room, Luella led Tien and Hazen.
“Is there any unused space near the hall? If possible, I’d like to have a potion storage room.”
“The parlor is vacant, and so is the space next to it.”
“The parlor is vacant?”
“Yes. Normally, it’s a space used by the female family members. We use the firstfloor office.”
“Oh, can I use the parlor then?”
“Do as you please. It’s just a playing space anyway.”
Once permission was given, Luella happily dashed to the parlor pointed out by Hazen.
It had really been unused for a long time, as all the furniture was covered with white cloths. Luella was delighted with the light blue wallpaper and white finishes.
Hazen, who followed her in, commented on the room’s condition.
“I think we’ll have to start by cleaning. People from the village will be coming to work soon.”
But Luella, completely enamored by the pretty room, absentmindedly nodded and opened the white terrace window that led outside.
“It’s absolutely splendid.”
The terrace outside was connected to a garden in bloom, and a beautiful view was captured at a glance.
“I must place a white table and chairs here.”
At Luella’s request, Hajen tilted his head.
“Are you speaking to me right now?”
“Yes. Since Raphael isn’t here, can you do it, Hajen?”
“Why do you call me Mr. Hajen?”
“Oh, sorry. I heard your last name before but I forgot.”
“No, that’s not it. Like Raphael, just call me comfortably without ‘Mr.'”
Hajen protested, and then Tian joined in, as if something had been bothering him.
“Me too. ‘Mr. Tian’ is uncomfortable.”
At the unexpected request, Luella blinked her eyes and then smiled. Having more people on her side was a good sign.
“Alright. Then Hajen, Tian. Please place a white table and chairs here. That’s what’s needed for a terrace.”
“Originally?”
“Definitely. You understand?”
My Ex-Girlfriend Is The Regent In The Female-dominant World (Male lead transmigrates to the matriarchal world)
Two years ago, Gu Sui picked up a homeless woman in ancient costume from the street.
Apart from occasionally claiming to be a princess from a female-dominant country due to illness, her figure, appearance, intelligence, and martial arts skills were impeccable.
Naturally evolving from roommates to girlfriends, as time went on, Gu Sui found it increasingly difficult to tolerate her queen syndrome.
“Mu Jiulu, can you stop controlling me inside and out? Let’s break up.”
Gu Sui made a breakup call, and since then, he couldn’t find any trace of her.
A year later, Gu Sui, who was planning to move, woke up the next day and found himself in a different place.
“Young Master, today is the day you choose your Wife-master through martial arts competition at Jade Dew Pavilion. Please get up quickly.”
Gu Sui: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
As the only son of a general’s mansion in a female-dominant dynasty, the young empress personally issued a decree allowing Gu Sui to select his Wife-master through martial arts competition. Whoever could defeat him could marry him.
Gu Sui: “……”
He didn’t inherit the original owner’s martial prowess, so anyone could defeat him! And what the hell is a Wife-master?
Forced to come to Jade Dew Pavilion, the densely packed women below made Gu Sui’s agoraphobia act up, and his face was full of resistance.
Until he saw the Regent sitting on the second floor, with a smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes wicked and nonchalant.
Hmm… she looked a little familiar.
It turned out that the Regent also found him a little familiar.
Mu Jiulu fiddled with her bone clasp, her deep gaze locked on the man who was out of place in this world.
“Finally, I found you.”
Male transmigrates into female-dominant world
One-sentence summary: What goes around comes around, taking turns in the crematorium
