After the previous continental war had ended, there was an emperor who released a white dove into the sky, symbolizing armistice and peace.
Olivia, clenching her fists, shouted at herself with all her might.
“I will survive. Even if this body becomes a dove of peace!”
[Star Icon][Star Icon][Star Icon]Imperial Year 577. May. 28th.
The Continental Conference.
Scanning the vast conference room, Olivia took a deep breath.
The pain climbed up her rigid shoulders and neck due to tension, it felt like her head would split open, but such pain wasn’t a problem now.
“Your Majesty. The confederation has such a message……”
“Your Majesty. This part is short of manpower……”
“Your Majesty.”
Those around her reported various issues occurring in their respective domains, and Olivia issued clear orders to solve all problems without hesitation.
Therefore, even this hastily organized continental event in just a few days wasn’t a problem for her.
On the day of her return, Olivia went straight to the emperor.
Olivia, who had died and returned several times, didn’t hesitate once she made up her mind.
If there was something needed, she would do it. If something needed to be said, she would say it!
If she was going to die anyway, wouldn’t she have to struggle and try anything to survive?
So Olivia confronted the emperor, who was in the midst of national affairs, without prior notice.
The emperor asked with a desolate look.
‘What are you talking about.’
‘Please hold the continental conference right away. We need to discuss issues beyond national boundaries with all national leaders and those they invite. I know there are still a few months left until the conference. But Your Majesty, you can do it.’
The emperor fell silent, and Olivia continued without a break.
‘The topic is world peace.’
The hastily arranged conference. This was solely to find one man.
Her taut nerves were sharp as needles, aching in her temples, but Olivia didn’t even blink.
She couldn’t miss it. She couldn’t afford to miss.
That man.
“Cryer.”
The name came out in a whisper, so soft that even she could barely hear it.
As the memory of his name and death washed over Olivia, she unconsciously rubbed her throat roughly.
Closing her eyes tightly, then opening them, Olivia took a deep breath.
She couldn’t afford to wallow in selfpity.
Without taking her eyes off the people entering the conference hall, Olivia thought of the man, the purpose of this conference.
A man so vivid he appeared etched onto her eyelids even when she closed her eyes.
The terror of the continent. The ruler of the battlefield. The horror of war.
He who received a mix of all kinds of derogatory and praising reviews, appeared suddenly as if falling from the sky.
And he became a man Olivia could never forget.
Her heart pounded wildly, starting to race out of control.
It wasn’t excitement or fluttering feelings towards Cryer.
How could she feel such emotions for a man who mercilessly killed her several times…
It was fear.
And as her fear grew, so did her bewilderment.
The last words she heard before her throat was cut by his hand.
‘I’m a slave, I have to do as I’m told.’
A slanted shadow fell on Olivia’s pale, bloodless cheek.
A slave.
At the time, she didn’t understand at all, and even after repeatedly thinking about it, she still couldn’t comprehend.
That man was someone’s slave? That Cryer?
Her thoughts kept circling the same spot.
That was because the words “Cryer” and “slave” simply couldn’t be seen on the same line.
He might have controlled someone as a slave, but the man himself being a slave at the beck and call of someone else…
In the end, despite days of headacheinducing contemplation, she hadn’t found any clues by the time she was due to meet him today.
Even if she hired someone to investigate him, the chances of understanding the meaning behind his words were very slim. She didn’t have time for that anyway.
Then the only option left was one. If you don’t know, ask the person in question.
Whether he would give an answer was questionable…
The princess of the empire, whom he didn’t know at all, suddenly appeared before him and asked.
Are you someone’s slave? Who is it?
Picturing the scenario, Olivia furrowed her brows and opened her clouded eyes.
No matter how I think about it, it’s insane.
It’s fortunate that at least for now, he hasn’t fully revealed his ferocious and cruel fangs as he’s just starting to show his true nature.
Dry saliva trickled down Olivia’s throat.
“Strong liquor… No, bring me a lukewarm glass of water.”
It seemed impossible to endure in a sober state, but dealing with Cryer while not in a sober state would be akin to suicide.
As she finished off the cup the servant handed her in one gulp, she tried to organize how to bring up the conversation in her meeting with Cryer.
“Your Highness, it is an honor to meet you.”
Her thoughts were abruptly interrupted by the people who had flocked to her as if they had made a promise.
“Your Highness, the Princess. I am…”
“Your Highness. It has been a while since I last saw you…”
“You hosted this conference…”
Pretending to listen, Olivia let the words of those trying to catch her attention and get a glance from her go in one ear and out the other.
Though she wanted to reject all of them, she couldn’t because their cooperation was essential for world peace.
All these greetings will end the moment he appears. Just a little more patience is needed.
How long had this painfully slow moment passed?
Olivia’s eyes widened as if they were about to split apart.
There he was.
He had appeared. Without warning, without making a sound.
Cryer had revealed himself in front of Olivia’s eyes.
“Cry…er.”
Olivia consciously took a deep breath.
If she hadn’t, she wouldn’t have been able to breathe properly.
As soon as Olivia gave the signal, the bell rang to mark the beginning of the continental conference.
“We will now start the conference!”
Due to the unusual circumstances where the conference was held several months earlier than planned and the agenda was hastily delivered, the participants had no time to properly prepare.
But it was the same place where the leaders who led each country gathered.
Even if time was short, they were all frantically moving for their own interests.
“The agenda of this conference is…”
The moderator paused for a moment, took a deep breath, and nodded.
“World peace!”
Taking the words of the moderator, the Princess of the Empire who hosted the conference, Olivia, opened her mouth.
“Thank you all for attending and brightening this place. I hope this will be a constructive and beneficial meeting for world peace.”
And everyone in that place had to make an effort not to look at the person whom Olivia’s gaze was fixed on, hiding their bewilderment.
And it was for a good reason as Olivia wasn’t scanning the crowd. Nor was she looking at the void or even a tapestry far away.
Her gaze was on one person only.
A man with hair like the moon and eyes as deep as a red earth.
Her gaze was fixated on a knight who was serving a king of a very small country, whose name she could barely remember.
Male lead is reincarnated to save his wife
I’ve also read this one twice already. The female lead is kinda soft and gets embarrassed easily—not really my type, but the plot is definitely worth reading. Hurry up and read it, y’all!
Intro
When Shen Yuan encountered Su Jin again in his previous life, she had already become the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. As for him, the former top young master of the capital, he had long since fallen into the abyss, becoming a singer on a pleasure boat.
After a song ended, he was redeemed and sent to the Su Residence.
Su Jin respected and cherished him, gave him a roof over his head, and bestowed him with warmth. Shen Yuan fell deeper and deeper, but before he could express his feelings, Su Jin passed away.
Shen Yuan died to follow her in death, but instead, he returned to when he was fifteen years old.
At that time, he was not yet engaged, and Su Jin was just a poor scholar.
Shen Yuan gritted his teeth, casting aside all his pride, and thought of ways to coax and entice her every day.
The colder and more indifferent Su Jin was towards him, the more proactive Shen Yuan became.
He was not afraid of being mocked by the world, only wanting to marry his Wife-master early, to hold her hand and never let go for a lifetime.
[Note: This story will not specifically point out the male lead’s reincarnation time point; it’s all in the details. Whenever you feel that the male lead is acting strangely, he has most likely been reincarnated.]
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