Empress Lenisha had a reason to hope for Hiloshain.
Casius trusted Rotera’s daughter. The Duke of Rotera trusted her.
“Lenisha is the child most like me. She will protect Rotera.”
The Duke of Rotera often said this as if it were a habit.
I don’t know much about Lenisha yet, but I trust the Duke of Rotera.
The lord that Casius has served for the past 8 years was a person worth trusting.
“I trust you all. Trust me. I am Rotera, who has never been defeated! If you can’t trust me, trust that I am a descendant of Rotera! Only glory awaits us at the end of this road! I, Beritan Rotera, will lead you!”
Casius will forever cherish the Duke of Rotera in his heart.
He was a knight who was the strongest and most beautiful of all.
When retreating, he was also the lord who had dragged the last surviving knight by the nape of his neck from the battlefield.
Terion was that knight.
With a broken leg and barely breathing, Beritan rescued him from the battlefield and saved his life.
Terion also had a great admiration for Rotera.
“The Empress said so.”
“What did she say?”
It was when the Empress passed by Casius at the end.
Lenisha left one more word at the end.
“‘Hiloshain is the land of hope, Sir Casius,'” she said.
“……The Empress said that?”
“Yes.”
Terion stopped speaking, and Casius, in turn, stopped speaking and looked back at Terion.
Terion wore a relieved expression.
“Then it’s believable.”
“Huh?”
“I actually thought ‘Hiloshain to Sir Casius’ was like a death sentence. What can we do in a wasteland called the land of death? I thought we’d starve to death after surviving the battlefield so fiercely.”
Terion spoke frankly.
Nevertheless, Casius couldn’t find any words to excuse himself.
Terion was right.
Casius might have come out as Hasham, but he didn’t grow up as Hasham.
Born with innate leadership, he may be able to lead people, but if asked if he can eat and live in such a wasteland…
It was a stark truth.
Terion quickly avoided the stern gaze of Casius, who was keeping his mouth tightly shut.
“But since the Empress said so, I believe it. Isn’t it Rotera’s Lenisha! A prodigy who sat on the Duke’s lap and was personally taught in the past! It’s very hopeful. There must be a way since she said that. Learn from Her Majesty the Empress. At least you won’t starve.”
Look at this.
No matter how much he pretends otherwise, Terion is fanatical about the word Rotera.
[Star Icon][Star Icon][Star Icon]Lenisha immersed her tired body in the hot water.
The day after dealing with Lexus is always a feeling of mental exhaustion.
Today was the first time she had officially conversed with Casius.
Casius was more than she thought…
‘Strong.’
Lenisha grinned.
Born and raised as the daughter of a knight who wields a sword.
As a child, she thought the Duke of Rotera’s lap was the strongest and warmest place.
That thought remained unchanged until today.
But Casius was incredibly hot and strong.
The heat felt beneath her palm, the heartbeat, even the movement of the muscles.
Lenisha raised her hand. It seemed as if she could still feel it on the palm of her hand covering the ceiling.
That’s how intense it was.
‘His eyes were alive.’
A person who lived on the battlefield for 8 years.
Despite spending his boyhood there, he seemed not to have left a trace of dirt, negative feelings, or wounds.
He just burned with clarity like a torch.
Now she understood the impression the Duke of Rotera received from Casius.
Lenisha slowly clenched her hand.
She tried to grasp that strength, to hold Casius in her hand.
It was to draw Casius into Lenisha’s destiny.
The vow to kill him if he does not die remained the same.
Certainly, AnnaTT599, I will translate the passage as per your guidelines.
Asking for the whereabouts of the Count and Countess, including Isabella, was a gamble.
If Casius spreads this story elsewhere, Lenisha will be in danger.
If he can’t find them, it must mean that Casius’s abilities are limited.
But Lenisha trusts her father’s insight.
Though she can’t trust the unknown Casius, she believes in the parents who raised her all her life.
“Casius… I’m looking forward to our next meeting.”
What answer will he bring?
Lenisha fiddled with her nails.
Lenisha didn’t just throw the dice at Casius.
She had also given a new task to Turiel.
If you piece together small parts, eventually you’ll complete a big picture.
The picture that Lenisha would paint was just beginning.
[Star Icon][Star Icon][Star Icon]Last night, people confirmed the Emperor’s intentions.
Not only pairing Casius with the Empress but even handing him the castle of Rotera.
After a sleepless night of discussion, they came to a conclusion.
The mad Emperor wants to send the Empress to Casius!
“The Emperor must be mad, without a doubt.”
“……How unsurprising. But really, this is shocking. What will become of us when the Empress leaves the palace? No. What will become of this empire?”
“We cannot stop the Emperor, so we can’t stop the Empress from leaving the castle either. But we must not let her leave the empire.”
My Ex-Girlfriend Is The Regent In The Female-dominant World (Male lead transmigrates to the matriarchal world)
Two years ago, Gu Sui picked up a homeless woman in ancient costume from the street.
Apart from occasionally claiming to be a princess from a female-dominant country due to illness, her figure, appearance, intelligence, and martial arts skills were impeccable.
Naturally evolving from roommates to girlfriends, as time went on, Gu Sui found it increasingly difficult to tolerate her queen syndrome.
“Mu Jiulu, can you stop controlling me inside and out? Let’s break up.”
Gu Sui made a breakup call, and since then, he couldn’t find any trace of her.
A year later, Gu Sui, who was planning to move, woke up the next day and found himself in a different place.
“Young Master, today is the day you choose your Wife-master through martial arts competition at Jade Dew Pavilion. Please get up quickly.”
Gu Sui: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
As the only son of a general’s mansion in a female-dominant dynasty, the young empress personally issued a decree allowing Gu Sui to select his Wife-master through martial arts competition. Whoever could defeat him could marry him.
Gu Sui: “……”
He didn’t inherit the original owner’s martial prowess, so anyone could defeat him! And what the hell is a Wife-master?
Forced to come to Jade Dew Pavilion, the densely packed women below made Gu Sui’s agoraphobia act up, and his face was full of resistance.
Until he saw the Regent sitting on the second floor, with a smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes wicked and nonchalant.
Hmm… she looked a little familiar.
It turned out that the Regent also found him a little familiar.
Mu Jiulu fiddled with her bone clasp, her deep gaze locked on the man who was out of place in this world.
“Finally, I found you.”
Male transmigrates into female-dominant world
One-sentence summary: What goes around comes around, taking turns in the crematorium
