The Plan of the Terminally-Ill Wife's Divorce - Chapter 30
“For now, I’ll go ask Sylph if she knows anything about this gold coin.”
Having had the unpleasant experience of explaining about the invisible Sylph in front of Lord Lucian earlier, I briefly left my seat. I could feel Lord Lucian’s strange gaze following me as I disappeared.
No, why can’t you just trust me?
‘I really need to speed up my practice to materialize spirits. At this rate, I’ll truly become a duchess who sees ghosts all alone.’
“Sylph, I have a favor to ask. Can you contact Sylphid by any chance?”
I’m not sure how one generally communicates with the spirit realm. At my words, Sylph tilted her head with a “wang!” sound and then vanished. After a short while, she reappeared with a piece of paper in her mouth.
The anti-forgery magic will be effective for about 1 year after leaving the space. If you want to trade with that gold coin before then, choose a benevolent trading partner. – From Sylphid.
“One year!”
‘When the female lead opened the storage, there was no such restriction! Isn’t this discrimination too severe just because an extra like me opened it?’
Ugh, well, at least there’s no clause like 100 years or ‘forever’.
If that were the case, all those gold coins would have become purely decorative with no practical use. Then they could only be used as collateral that couldn’t actually be paid.
I wanted to proudly tell Lord Lucian that I had conversed with Sylph, but only Darius remained in his seat.
“This gold coin has magic cast on it by the ancestor Duke Inkhart after careful consideration. As you know, it’s magic that prevents greedy people from even touching it, and the magic’s effect will last for 1 year after taking it out of storage.”
“One year, is it. We’ll have to revise the castle’s financial plans. It seems we’ll have more breathing room in the future.”
Unlike greedy me, Darius with his upright and clean mind was purely delighted. From his mouth, plans started pouring out about where to renovate and which areas to revitalize with this gold coin over the next year.
“I wanted to develop a larger crossbow specifically for the Grand Mage, but we lacked research funds. Even after replenishing urgent supplies, we’ll have plenty of money left. By next winter, our defense level will be higher.”
While he spoke of buying more horses, providing new armor for the soldiers, and cultivating farmland, not a word about himself came from his lips.
“Your Grace, the ancestor didn’t just prepare gold coins for the domain’s people. He also prepared a gift for his descendants.”
I took out a sword that was mixed in with the gold coins. It was the magic sword I had been eyeing closely since I first met Sylphid.
“This is…”
Shing.
As Darius drew the sword, a clear bluish aura emanated from it. Even to me, who had no particular knowledge of swords, it was an impressive blade.
How much more so must it have appeared to Darius, a swordsman? If Lord Lucian had remained here as well, he too would not have been able to take his eyes off it.
“It’s an extremely beautiful sword.”
“I knew the moment I laid eyes on it. That this sword was meant for Your Grace.”
The male protagonist stood before me, holding what was like his alter ego – the sword he carried throughout the story. My heart raced along with his.
“Do you like it? This is a friend that will accompany Your Grace on the battlefield from now on.”
He looked alternately at the beautiful sword and me, as if entranced.
“Anette.”
The next moment, he suddenly embraced me without warning.
“D-Darius?”
“I want to name this sword. With your name.”
“What?”
My nose bumped against his solid shoulder. His fresh, clean scent filled my senses.
“I’ll take this sword you’ve given me to the battlefield. It will share my meals and always be by my side, like my horse. So if I were to name the sword, I can’t imagine anything but your name.”
Darius’s voice, which had remained calm even when seeing the mountain of gold coins, was now elated. He was in a state of rapture.
Is a sword such an incredible thing to a swordsman?
‘Seeing him so happy makes even me happy.’
No, more importantly, my name is not an option!
“You can’t use my name!”
“Why not?”
Darius gently wrapped my hair around his hand. His eyes showed no doubt that I would refuse.
Just like a romance novel’s male lead, he’s quick with his hands in situations like this.
‘Of course, the male lead’s sword is naturally dedicated to the female lead!’
In the original work, this event occurred after three or four battles. It was a mid-story event that happened after the female lead’s first cold encounter with Darius, her discovery of Duke Inkhart’s treasure vault, and then a few more battles fought together.
Even then, Darius didn’t fully trust the female lead, and naming the sword felt more like an expression of gratitude for her dedication, so why does he want to use my name at this point?
This event is meaningful because he names the sword he always carries after the female lead, and from then on, he keeps thinking of her whenever he looks at the sword! From that point, the camaraderie and trust built up until then turns into affection!
“My name is too pretty to be used for a sword.”
“Then I’ll use the masculine form. What’s the masculine form of Anette?”
“I don’t know! And the masculine form is not okay either!”
“But why?”
Darius rarely showed such stubbornness.
“The owner of the name doesn’t like it.”
“You should at least give me a reason to understand why you dislike it.”
Because you’ll use that name to flirt with another woman later, that’s why!
How can he think of naming a sword he’ll carry for life after me?
How is he going to carry that sword in front of the female lead after divorcing me later? I don’t want to be the cause of a love quarrel between the female lead and Darius. Men. They just don’t understand a woman’s heart.
While they’ll have such sickeningly sweet conversations.
I had no intention whatsoever of preserving my name in the romance scene between the female and male leads.
Darius looked at me, quite disappointed.
“Are you really sure it’s not okay?”
“Yes.”
Darius fiddled with the sword with a dejected-looking touch.
“Then I won’t name it. No other name has any meaning.”
“You’ll realize later that there’s a name that fits perfectly.”
Like the pretty name of the female lead.
I don’t know why my eyes turn triangular every time I think of this.
“A name without your will in it has no meaning. I’ll wait. Until you allow me to name the sword after you, or until you name this sword yourself. Until then, it’s a nameless sword.”
Darius whispered to me subtly.
“It’s a first. I’ve never asked someone to name my sword before.”
Yes, I’ve seen you name it after the female lead in the novel.
‘You’re not just doing this with me, are you? You’d say you want to use someone’s name as soon as you get a bit close, right?’
“This sword seems perfect for Lord Lucian.”
I ignored Darius’s gentle attitude like a spring breeze and pulled out another sword from the pile of treasures.
It wasn’t as special as Darius’s magic sword, but it was certainly worthy of being called a famous blade.
With its long blade, it seemed perfect for Lord Lucian with his long arms and legs.
But at my words, Darius’s eyebrows trembled slightly.
“We can’t give that sword to Lucian.”
“What? Why not?”
Swords were Darius’s expertise. Wondering if there was some flaw I didn’t know about, I turned to look at Darius.
“Because the scabbard is red, and red doesn’t suit Lucian.”
“That’s the reason?”
“He’s in the Black Knight Order. Maintaining color uniformity is important.”
“If that’s the problem, we can change this red scabbard to black and give it to him, right? Let’s gift him a new scabbard along with the sword.”
One of Darius’s eyebrows twitched in apparent displeasure.
“No, we can’t.”
“Why not? Is there some custom in the North that gifting a new scabbard instead of the original one means the recipient will see blood?”
Darius snatched the sword I was holding and exclaimed.
“It’s too good a sword to waste on Lucian. I’ll keep this one too.”
Have you ever seen someone so brazen in this world!
“I already gave you one, Your Grace!”
“I have two hands, so I’ll use dual-wielding. That’s why I need it.”
“Fine, then a shield.”
“I might use dual swords one day and fight with a shield another day, so I can’t give that away either.”
Darius quickly grabbed the mirror-like silver shield.
“Then the boots…”
“Lucian bought new boots a few days ago. There’s no need to give him more.”
I finally exploded in anger.
“Alright, alright! How petty, really! You can have all of these, Your Grace! I’ll have new ones made at the blacksmith’s. I’m going to have a full set of armor custom-made for Lord Lucian!”
When the male lead is punished by carrying the female lead’s child and having periods like a woman
“I’ve given birth to two children for you, yet you still think about him.
Was I nothing but his substitute to you from beginning to end?”
Synopsis:
Meng Huan, a scumbag who has dated countless girlfriends, transmigrates to a female-dominated country.
Day 1: Whether it’s female dominance or not doesn’t matter. The beauties here are passionate and amorous. Isn’t it easier to date them than in modern times?
Day 2: After a night, Meng Huan discovers the differences in the female-dominated world. Men here actually have chastity locks and menstrual cycles. This hinders his ability to perform, damn it!
Day 3: What’s wrong with sleeping around? I don’t want you to marry me. I’m meant to be a playboy. I don’t care about male virtues… What? You want to drown me in a pig cage? Marry, I’ll marry!
Day N: Meng Huan inexplicably vomits and receives the shocking news of his life… He’s pregnant.
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