Sylphid, looking quite exasperated, pinched my nose. Oddly, he had taken Darius’s form again to do so. Didn’t he dislike that form?
‘Does taking Darius’s form make everyone want to pinch noses?’
I blushed more than necessary, remembering when Darius pinched my nose while I pretended to be asleep in the carriage on our honeymoon.
“A swindler! I never tricked anyone, and it’s the deceived who’s at fault!”
Sylphid, in the form of Darius, lamented.
“I never imagined that the restriction Inkheart and I carefully devised would be broken by such a small girl.”
‘He’s been belittling me this whole time, but this ‘small girl’ is currently the wife of the Inkheart Duke, you know?’
I glared at Sylphid, grumbling internally.
“You fooled me. I feel not even a speck of spirit power in you now. But your capacity is ridiculously large for your abilities, like that of a grand spirit master.”
“What are you talking about?”
“It’s simple logic. There’s no need for a huge container for just a drop of water. It’s a waste. To me, it seems like you once had immense spirit power but used it all up, leaving an empty shell.”
Was the original Annette, before possession, potentially a grand spirit master?
“Spirit power isn’t something that vanishes after use. It should replenish as the body recovers. But in your case, it feels like the once-abundant spirit energy has completely dried up.”
Maybe my guess isn’t far off. Possession, soul exchange, or something like that. There were many things that troubled Annette’s heart.
Haha.
Of course, I wouldn’t receive any praise if I talked about this.
Sylphid, who dislikes demons, might even try to exorcise me in the worst-case scenario.
I decided to keep quiet about Sylphid’s misunderstanding.
“I pondered upon your call. I felt your potential, but you didn’t quite feel like the perfect spirit master we hoped for. So I called you here. The result, as I just said, was a bust.”
He playfully tapped my forehead.
“So, have all misunderstandings been cleared?”
‘I don’t remember such an event when the heroine obtained the Northern treasure.’
There was no mention of meeting the Spirit King. Though there was the sad event of Rose’s death, the story only told of the heroine acquiring the legendary treasure overnight.
Perhaps this is a special event because, as he said, I lack the qualifications.
“Let’s go back to the beginning. This place holds immense treasures that any human would desire. What will you do with these treasures?”
Gold coins glittered at my feet. The space shimmered with so much gold it almost looked like sand.
‘Ah, that sword over there. It would be perfect for Darius. In the original story, a magical sword was obtained here.’
And with all this gold, I wouldn’t have to worry about funding for the development projects in the North or revamping the training grounds.
“You know why I searched frantically, believing in a legend that has become a fairy tale in this era. You wouldn’t know, staying here, but the world now thinks of the promise between ancestor Inkheart and you as a child’s fairy tale.”
Money, the North needs money right now.
But waiting for the heroine, who could solve all these problems, would be too late.
“I know a demon king is coming. Your treasures were made to prepare for that final day. I need it now, to prepare for the impending demon army.”
This isn’t just sweet talk to win him over. I truly know. I’ve read the original story. All of this was really prepared to fund the fight against the demon army that will eventually invade.
Sylphid twisted my nose with an annoyed expression, bizarrely taking Darius’s form again to do so. Didn’t he dislike that form?
‘Does everyone turn into a nose-pincher when they take Darius’s form?’
I blushed excessively, recalling when Darius pinched my nose while I pretended to be asleep in the carriage on our honeymoon.
“A swindler! I’ve never tricked anyone, and it’s the deceived who’s bad!”
Sylphid, in Darius’s form, lamented.
“Inkheart and I had pondered deeply before setting such a restriction, never expecting it to be broken by a small girl like you.”
‘He keeps belittling me, but this ‘small girl’ is currently the wife of the Duke of Inkheart, you know?’
I glared at Sylphid while grumbling to myself.
“You’ve deceived me. I can’t feel any spirit power in you now. But your vessel is unreasonably large for your abilities, like that of a great spirit master.”
“What are you talking about?”
“It’s simple. There’s no need for a large vessel for just a drop of water. It’s a waste. To me, it seems you once had immense spirit power but used it all up, leaving only an empty shell.”
Was the original Annette, before possession, potentially a great spirit master?
“Spirit power isn’t a consumable ability. It should replenish as the body recovers. But in your case, it feels like the once-abundant spirit energy has dried up.”
Maybe my guess isn’t far off. Possession, soul exchange, or something like that. Annette had many troubling experiences.
Haha.
Of course, I wouldn’t get any praise if I mentioned this.
Male lead is a Destined Young Husband (Female-dominant)
One-sentence summary: Wife-master, listen to my explanation!
Li Ruantang, a young lady from a prestigious family, stumbled and fell. When she woke up, she saw a noble and beautiful young man sitting by her bedside, wiping away tears.
The young master had slightly reddened eyes, and his every move exuded charm.
The sight made Li Ruantang’s eyes hot and her heart flutter. After all, she had made a bet with the young master Meng from the neighboring family. If she couldn’t marry a husband before the end of the year, she would have to admit defeat and give up the jade she had worked so hard to obtain.
Outside the window, the flowers were in full bloom.
Rather than losing the bet, the jade, and her face, Li Ruantang calculated that it would be better to seek marriage with the young master in front of her, killing three birds with one stone.
…
Meng Jun never thought that an accident during a spring outing would lead to them rolling down a cliff and into a river, yet still survive.
Now they were trapped in an unknown village, and Meng Jun had overheard that the family who had rescued them had their own intentions.
After all, it was Li Ruantang who had lost her mind and sought marriage first. He was only trying to protect himself!
Glancing at Li Ruantang, who was listing her own merits, the young husband’s voice softened, and he blushed as he lied, “W-wife-master, Wife-master, don’t you remember me?”
The young husband’s voice was clear and handsome, coaxing Li Ruantang’s heart to be soft and sweet, and she spared no effort to protect him.
It wasn’t until they returned to the capital that Li Ruantang suddenly remembered.
When they had fallen off the cliff, in order not to implicate Wei Yunruo, whom he secretly admired, the young husband had instead pulled her, who was slightly farther away, down the cliff with him…
Short summary by Yuushi L: Initially, the male lead (ML) liked another girl, while the female lead (FL) liked the ML. Both fell off a cliff. The FL temporarily lost her memory, and the ML, fearing others might take advantage of him, claimed FL was his wife while they were staying in a village. Later, when they returned home, the FL regained her memories and remembered that the ML liked someone else, so she kept her distance from him. However, during their time living together in the countryside, the ML’s view of the FL had completely changed. From this point, his pursuit of the FL begins.
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