The girl performed a miracle and suddenly disappeared into the tower.
The nobles left behind stood dumbfounded, doubting and doubting again.
Whether it was a dream, an illusion, or if they were all entranced by something.
They could not easily accept what they had seen and heard. Nor could they deny it. A ribbon falling like a butterfly remained in the space, anchoring the girl’s existence in reality.
So the nobles tracked the floating ribbon with their eyes until it settled on the lake, then belatedly came to their senses and set out to find the girl.
It happened during the 78th purification ceremony of Saint Roblele.
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The day’s purification ceremony ended just like that.
Overshadowed by the mysterious girl’s song, and the excitement of the nobles trying to find her, it ended in confusion.
Those who witnessed the miracle that day searched for the girl as if searching for a god.
Unsatisfied with merely following her trail, some even rushed directly to the tower or jumped into the lake to retrieve the ribbon.
Even the great nobles present, including Duke Zion Laurel, directly questioned the tower master about the girl’s identity.
Even the world’s Rohika Sedro couldn’t make this go away.
If the tower resisted and kept silent, the nobles intended to investigate the only trace the girl had left, the white ribbon, and trace its origin.
Amid such widespread commotion across Tienda, Roblele quietly began to assess the situation.
“Evie?”
Roblele shifted his gaze sideways upon hearing the name the attendant mentioned. He soon recalled a girl.
“Are you talking about the child the tower master personally brought to Bise?”
“Yes, that’s right.”
“Is she still alive?”
Roblele muttered incredulously at the attendant’s reply. He then hurriedly closed his mouth, feeling too cruel.
“How long has she been underground?”
“Three and a half years.”
The attendant answered quietly. Everything Roblele heard afterward was horrifying.
Three years ago, Evie, the troublemaker of the underground, had ultimately compromised with the tower master.
He had promised that if Evie behaved, he would find someone she desperately wanted to find.
In the end, the tower master didn’t find that person. Nor did he intend to let Evie go after she had spent three years underground.
“There was a big fuss about this. She must have intended to use the tower master’s support to look for someone once she left the tower. But when she couldn’t go back to Bise, her pentup frustration exploded.”
The miserable armless girl rebelled even more fiercely once she realized the tower master had no intention of letting her go.
Then she finally escaped from the tower. Along with one of Rohika’s hunting dogs she had secretly befriended.
The underground was thrown into chaos. The tower master was enraged and unleashed the other hunting dogs.
As a result, Evie and the traitor were recaptured in Bise a month after fleeing.
The precious girl was kindly imprisoned, but the despicable and replaceable hunting dog was mercilessly torn apart.
“Take out its eyes and leave it breathing,” he ordered. So we started by treating it. It would have died if left untreated as there was no healthy flesh left…….”
“Stop.”
Roblele seemed not to want to hear it, interrupting the attendant’s words. So the attendant shook his head, trembling.
Death was frequent in the tower’s underground, and blood was often shed. So this attendant was not someone who would be easily scared by such an order.
However, he was so cowed because of the suffocating anger of tower master Rohika Sedro.
The tower master cherished his hunting dogs. They were no different from his limbs, and he had significant attachment to them as they were all painstakingly raised and trained.
But one had dared to betray him, so the tower master was unusually angry, and the atmosphere was icy.
“Why did the tower master order to keep it breathing?”
“That was, originally intended to use it to tame Evie.”
The tower lord was not the generous owner who would spare a dog that bit and ran away. However, the reason he hadn’t yet snapped the hound’s neck was because Evie followed him like a loyal dog.
Rohika wanted to have Evie completely in her hands.
But when the young one stubbornly insisted that there was someone she had to find, refusing to listen to coaxing, she intended to collar Evie like a useless hunting dog.
Once she gave her heart, she would cling to the end, so she could not turn away from the dog worn ragged for her sake.
The tower lord must have thought so.
“But Evie moved one step ahead, knowing that.”
“Are you talking about the purification ceremony?”
“Yes.”
“Was it for revenge?”
Roble didn’t quite understand the situation.
It was true that Rohika was embarrassed because Evie revealed herself to the nobles, but he could hardly guess what other meaning there was.
Was it to show that even a bug wriggles when stepped on?
Roble thought so and was shocked again by the words that followed.
“No. It was a gambit for a deal.”
“A gambit?”
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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