“If it ends like this, there’s nothing to gain, no information?”
Even though he knew almost nothing about architecture, he could tell that this building was nearly complete.
While the information after completion would obviously be needed, it would be better to gather as much as possible before that.
If the young architect is right and it’s ominous, then information is needed more than ever before completion.
“We don’t have time.”
In the end, as always, Isaac moved to find a breakthrough.
Having reached the limits of what he could see and hear among the people, it was now time to go into the altar and dig out the information.
Quickly moving, he neatly took down one of the laborers who were moving stones, took his place, and headed for the underground entrance.
“Hmm? I haven’t seen you before?”
“Oh, yes. I came as a substitute.”
“I see. Don’t just stand there, get moving.”
“Yes.”
So simply, and too quickly, Isaac melted into the laborers.
Despite the construction being so lax for a secret operation, none of them doubted.
Not even Isaac, who had made and succeeded in this reckless and shoddy plan.
Just as Isaac, burdened with the stone, was about to be blocked and was reaching the underground entrance, a murmur came rolling like a wave from the opposite side.
He didn’t miss the opportunity and hid in the underground entrance of the altar, but he couldn’t go down to the underground altar.
Because, he spotted someone right in the middle of the people’s murmuring.
“No way, how did that young lady get here?”
[Star Icon][Star Icon][Star Icon]When Isaac encountered someone unexpected in an unexpected place.
Olivia was facing someone as usual in an expected place.
No, rather than facing, should I say that she found him unilaterally?
In a corner of the Royal Library and Museum.
There was Cryer.
rustle.
His long, rough fingertips turned the page of the book, and the wind coming in from the window blew his hair down to the collarbone.
rustle, rustle.
The wind that brushed past him soon licked Olivia’s cheek, shaking her thick, silky, red hair.
How long had she been watching him like that?
When Cryer’s finger brushed the corner of the book, Olivia opened her mouth to call him.
But no words flowed out from her open lips.
Making an indescribable face, Olivia, for some reason, felt her cheeks burning and hastily hid behind the bookshelf.
She tousled her hair wildly.
Why does he have to sit by the window, why does he have to read in the shining sunlight!
Why is the wind even blowing!
She had no intention of peeking, but she ended up hiding after peeking. Olivia bit her lower lip tightly.
Olivia, who had clenched her eyes shut and opened them, tried to jump up, but unknowingly stuck her head out from behind the bookshelf.
He was still there.
The sunlight on his silver hair slid down his tilted face, and his deep red eyes were emitting a languid light.
gulp.
Olivia, who had unconsciously swallowed her dry spit, realized what she had done and her face turned bright red in an instant.
Olivia, who washed her face with both hands, pounded her heart that was beating without consideration.
What’s the use of it beating like this.
It was breathtaking to see his holy appearance as if he had torn through the holy fire.
That doesn’t mean it should be beating like this!
Olivia buried her face in her knees as she crouched.
Her heated cheeks were burning hot, and her heart was dejected.
Am I going crazy?
Did I go crazy after the 4th regression? No matter how dashing Cryer is, that’s just his exterior.
He was the culprit who killed her four times with that face.
Of course, he is now an excellent! tremendous! comrade incomparable to anyone else.
A comrade to topple the ancient god who went mad with blood, whether a king or whatever.
Yes. He is merely a comrade.
Olivia incessantly rubbed her burning ears and whispered in a small voice.
“He’s unnecessarily handsome. Really unnecessary. Such an unnecessary man.”
Spitting out harsh words she didn’t mean seemed to bring some relief.
Her stomach felt queasy when he wasn’t there; she must have been used to always seeing his handsome face.
She needs to count to a hundred backward and get up.
Then her unnecessarily heated cheeks and ears will all turn white.
This unnecessarily throbbing heart will also find its rhythm.
One hundred, ninetynine, ninetyeight……
However, Olivia didn’t count to one.
At the same time as she was muttering “seventytwo” with her red lips, a long shadow fell on her hemline.
And that shadow instantly devoured Olivia from head to toe.
Like the greed of Cryer, the owner of the shadow.
Looking down at Olivia’s round top of the head, he bared his teeth and laughed.
The next moment.
“Olivia.”
A soft voice calling ‘Olivia’, not ‘Princess’, echoed in Olivia’s ears as she kept her eyes tightly shut.
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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