When the clawlike hand grabbed the clothes of the corpse, the corpse immediately rolled into the pit.
The man, who had been looking down at the corpse, mumbled with a miserable voice.
“It should be a little more.”
Just a little, really just a little more.
Only a few more sacrifices for his ritual to serve his god!
It was an intense, no, violent wind.
However, the wind was just a wind.
The man, more than anyone else, would know best that his sacrifice hunting has reached its limit.
Over the course of time, more than a dozen people have been sacrificed by his hand.
Now the rumors around where he had been searching and capturing sacrifices are getting scary, it will be difficult to find sacrifices unless he does not buy people.
“This wouldn’t be enough.”
A scab fell from the finger fiddling with the chunks torn from the corpse, making a scratching noise.
“But the Divine One will always show the way.”
Eventually, the man slowly hummed a song, scraping the bloodstain already hardened on his face.
“Hmm, hmm, hmm.”
Contrary to the horrible situation that could make one vomit, a cheerful nose song like a spring outing echoed in the sour night.
[Star Icon][Star Icon][Star Icon]A certain amount of time has passed since the sudden continental meeting.
However, the rumor that the only princess of the Empire fell in love at first sight with the nameless knight of the Nord Kingdom at the continental meeting and decided to keep him by her side was not showing any signs of stopping.
Rather…
“I guess I could find a similar face.”
“Find it! Find someone similar and place him somewhere the princess can see!”
If some are looking for someone similar to Cryer to catch the princess’s eye.
“What’s his name? No, the name isn’t important. Just go and find out everything about that knight. Especially his favorites, definitely!”
There was also a movement to get into the eyes of Cryer who was in Olivia’s eyes.
Of course, as you would expect, in the palace, men from foreign lands who are called ‘knights’ were moving to get into Olivia’s eyes.
“Could you tell me where the princess’s walking route is?”
Someone who anyone could admire for being handsome exposed his white teeth and smiled. He was smiling confidently, but he made excuses even though he wasn’t asked.
“Of course, the path the princess takes would be the most beautiful and wonderful, so if I were to take a walk, I would definitely like to go there.”
The blond knight said so, sprinkling his most confident smile at the servant.
The servant looked up at him and blinked her eyes, and the knight leaned towards her a little more.
“I have no other intention. I just purely want to take a walk.”
When the sweetly coiling voice rang right in her ears, the servant’s cheeks turned red, and the knight was confident of the answer that would soon return.
But what came back was an unexpected answer.
“Come with me.”
Although he heard the answer, the blond knight blinked his eyes as he didn’t understand immediately.
“Let’s go! For a walk!”
The servant of the princess’s palace, to be precise, shouted brightly. No, not just shouting, she even grabbed the hem of the knight’s clothes and tugged strongly.
“Why, why are you……”
The knight was flustered and took a step back, but the servant approached him as much as he retreated and smiled even brighter.
“You said you wanted to take a walk. Why just tell a little? I will specially guide you to the route that the princess likes.”
The servant dragged the speechless knight with force, and similar things were happening in various places in the palace.
Olivia’s walking route, her favourite food, the music she enjoys, and even the art she prefers.
To grasp even a single thing, the knights of foreign countries were desperate.
To somehow gain even a sliver of the princess’s interest and sit by her side.
The intense contention was no different from a fierce battle, except without the weapons.
[Star Icon][Star Icon][Star Icon]As the blond knight was being escorted by a servant, aimlessly wandering around the walking path.
“Hmm, I see.”
“Yes, Your Highness.”
“Good. Continue doing it this way.”
As Olivia nodded her head, the servant bowed deeply and then disappeared.
She began to meticulously organize the documents detailing the current state of affairs.
There was so much information, not just about the empire but also about the overall dynamics of foreign countries, that the quantity was almost indescribable.
However, Olivia showed no signs of displeasure. Instead, she started to quickly skim through each document with a look of satisfaction on her face.
She had been caught up in the continental war and died four times.
One of the things she learned from dying and returning was the importance of ‘information’.
Knowledge is power. She had never truly grasped the depths of this Bolshevik maxim until her first death.
“It’s the first time I see someone enjoy their work so much.”
At the deep voice that seemed to echo from a few steps away, the hand that was flipping through the documents paused.
Looking at Cryer, who was leisurely sitting and fondling the hilt of his sword, Olivia’s eyes shimmered with an indescribable emotion.
It’s only natural. Before her return, Olivia did not enjoy work like ordinary people do.
No, even now, it’s close to being done simply because it has to be done, except for the gathering and extracting of information.
It’s just that after having met death at the hands of the man in front of her not once, but four times, she naturally came to enjoy things related to survival.
“…Princess, princess?”
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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