‘Why?’
Ishar’s eyes, watching Hershis coming out after the council, were filled with curiosity.
Nothing had changed.
The elders stubbornly listed personal weaknesses, pressing and pretending they could only be defeated by pushing their heads.
Even a moment ago, they boldly claimed that things were much better during Duke Montaner’s time, and Hershis should have headed straight to the War Room with an eye that seemed ready to kill everyone. Why did he feel so good?
“Is something good happening?”
“Something good… indeed.”
Hershis answered as he passed by with a smiling face.
Ishar followed with a tilted head.
‘Something’s strange.’
He knew there was only one thing that would make his lord laugh like that.
And it didn’t happen last night….
“Ishar.”
In response to Hershis’s call, Ishar widened his strides and followed.
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
“We will reduce the guard stationed in the Empress’s Palace to one platoon.”
“Yes?”
Ishar asked with wide eyes.
“What’s happening, Your Majesty? You were arguing that even a battalion was insufficient, and we should go with a regiment?”
“The prospective Empress has made up her mind. She won’t run away.”
“Ah…”
Ishar’s question was instantly resolved. His faint lips twisted.
‘He’s giving normal orders for once.’
And now his thoughts turned to Liz Varium.
‘She’s made up her mind faster than I expected. It looked like she would agonize over it for a while.’
“So, what will you do now?”
“She wants to fulfill her duties as the Empress.”
The words brought a satisfied smile not only to Hershis but also to Ishar’s face.
‘Luckily, it’s not just about occupying the position and causing trouble. That’s a relief. Now, I can increase the intensity of her education a bit more.’
“Ishar.”
Hershis’s low call politely changed Ishar’s delighted expression.
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
“I’m overlooking it because the results are good.”
“…?”
He couldn’t understand what he meant. Then Hershis added without stopping his steps.
“If you do something off-topic again, I won’t overlook it. Even if it’s you.”
Ishar’s footsteps came to a sudden stop. The lord didn’t stop.
Ishar’s gaze watching the lord move away was filled with confusion.
‘He knew everything.’
Liz couldn’t understand Rosal’s sudden change in attitude.
“You did very well. Just keep doing what you’re doing now.”
“…”
“Your posture is excellent. Your expression is dignified like the Empress, and your gaze has become sharp. I want to applaud.”
I almost thought that I had made significant progress during that time.
If I hadn’t seen Rosal’s eyes, which were not smiling at all, and heard her provocative words.
“Rosal.”
“Yes, Lady Ariste.”
Rosal approached and bowed her waist.
“What happened? Why suddenly giving compliments you haven’t been giving?”
“…….”
“Tell me. It’s okay.”
“Actually…”
Rosal painfully held back her words.
“Her Majesty warned not to cross the line.”
Liz let out a short sigh.
‘Well, that makes sense. It was indeed Her Majesty’s influence.’
“If you disturb Lady Ariste’s feelings, it was said that the Samdae would be exterminated. The same message was conveyed to Duke Valdemion as well.”
This time, a longer sigh escaped Liz’s lips.
‘Why would Ishar say such things?’
Of course, Liz didn’t particularly like Ishar either, but right now, she didn’t have a better supporter. Ishar knows very well how precarious her position is without him, so he should be a bit more considerate.
It was fortunate that Ishar was a man of dignity and strong loyalty.
‘If not, he would have sharpened a knife in secret.’
Liz turned to Rosal and said, “Can I take a short walk? Since there are guards outside, I’ll go alone.”
“Yes, Lady Ariste.”
There was no reason for Rosal, who had only glimpsed the moment of her lord’s breathing, to refuse.
Liz, who came outside, walked on the smooth cobblestone path laid out in the middle of the courtyard, strolling between the flower beds.
Come to think of it, it seemed like the first time she had come outside the building since she came here.
When viewed through the window, it looked warm like a perfect spring day, but when she came out, the air, permeating through thin fabric, was still cold.
Although spring flowers were sparsely blooming in the flower beds, she wished for a little more time for them to be in full bloom.
Thinking that she should bring a coat, Liz’s footsteps suddenly stopped in front of an empty flower bed.
It was better lit by the sun than other flower beds, and the soil was higher.
For some reason, she felt like something would bloom here.
Liz checked the sign.
“Of course…”
It was a tulip flower bed.
It seemed like she had read in the recently started history book of empresses that the empress of a previous era was a tulip enthusiast.
So, rare-colored, new tulip bulbs were also said to be stored in the imperial floral warehouse.
“Then… is there a precious black tulip?”
Liz muttered quietly.
“Yes, of course.”
To the sudden answer, Liz’s expression stiffened.
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
