Who Regressed the Timekeeper? (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 11
“Captain Vernon of the Imperial Palace Guard, correct?”
Vernon, with his thick brown hair, bushy beard, and sunken gray eyes, stood before the dim stables outside the inn, carefully watching Amy, each of them concealing their own thoughts.
“…Former Captain, Lady Maid.”
Vernon replied grudgingly. Amy smiled sweetly.
“It’s an honor that you know of me.”
Vernon scratched the back of his head.
“Well, the ‘ghost’ Lady Maid of the Crown Prince’s Palace is quite famous, after all.”
“I’m not anymore. I now belong to the Second Prince’s Palace—or rather, to His Grace, Duke Noidelman of the North.”
“…So it really was His Highness, the Second Prince.”
Perhaps overwhelmed by the sudden flood of information, Vernon looked bewildered. Regardless, Amy quickly scanned his shabby attire, rough skin, and calloused hands.
‘He doesn’t seem likely to refuse my offer.’
Hiding her confidence, Amy spoke calmly.
“No need for roundabout words, I presume? I’d like to take you, Captain Vernon, to the Duchy of Noidelman in the North.”
Taken aback by the unexpected proposal, he flinched in surprise.
“Me? Why? I was banished from the Imperial Palace!”
“It was due to Captain Martin’s false accusations. I know you’re innocent, Captain Vernon.”
“…”
His gray eyes trembled violently. Amy fell silent, giving him time to consider her offer.
‘He’s another victim of the Empress Consort.’
The problem lay with Martin, a distant relative of the Empress Consort, who coveted a high position despite lacking ability. He betrayed Vernon, who had practically raised him, and during a staged duel, shattered Vernon’s knee.
That wasn’t all. Wanting to finish the job, Martin struck Vernon again with a mace while he was dazed from his injuries. Soon after, allegations of bribery within the Palace Guard erupted. Under intense pressure from all sides, Vernon was forced to resign his post and return to his hometown.
After a moment lost in thought, Vernon gave a bitter smile.
“But… I’m useless now. I won’t be of any help to His Highness, the Second Prince.”
His eyes lingered on his knee. Amy hummed, coolly scanning his body, then snorted dismissively.
“For someone ‘useless,’ you look exactly the same as before.”
“…”
Vernon’s expression stiffened slightly. Amy clicked her tongue inwardly. His heavily muscled frame—proof he’d never stopped training—and his well-maintained sword made it obvious.
‘What nonsense—useless yet identical to his prime?’
Why did military men always seem ashamed when caught diligently maintaining their strength? She couldn’t understand it.
Amy stared coolly at Vernon, who looked flustered and embarrassed.
‘Knight Vernon may be broken, but it’s not as if he can’t live without that path—why does he think his life is over?’
Still, she knew well enough that his injury was serious…
She spoke matter-of-factly.
“I want you to train the Ducal Guard. You won’t need to serve personally as an elite knight—just train the guard for the Duke who will rule the vast lands of the North.”
“…”
For a moment, his expression shifted vividly.
Learned helplessness warred with tentative hope for a new future, mingling with faint excitement and the fear of whether he could truly manage it. At least it wasn’t outright rejection, so Amy felt a weight lift from her shoulders.
‘Since he doesn’t know the North’s situation precisely, someone like Vernon is absolutely necessary.’
She added gently,
“I can offer terms matching those from your time as Captain of the Imperial Palace Guard. Please consider it.”
“!”
It was an offer so generous it bordered on outrageous. Seeing him swallow hard, Amy turned without hesitation and walked back into the inn.
“Did it go well?”
As Amy sat down, Noah asked. She gave a faint smile and nodded.
“As I mentioned on our way here—he’s the man I’ve chosen for Captain of the Ducal Guard. I’ve already told him to come to the Duchy.”
Joseph, sitting at the next table, perked up his ears, but upon realizing Vernon was a military man, his face fell. Amy glanced sideways at him.
‘I’ll also need a civil official skilled in administration to assist Joseph—someone sharp with numbers.’
Starting from scratch required several times more effort than when she’d raised the Crown Prince. Plus, having to make every decision and push everything forward alone meant even ten bodies wouldn’t be enough.
‘At least I have a lord who trusts me completely—that’s fortunate.’
It was also fortunate that, unlike the Empress Consort and Lady Esmain back in the Crown Prince’s Palace, no one here was scheming to trip her up or tie her down. Amy was determined not to miss this chance—to make both the Second Prince and his Duchy prosper.
“Have you finished eating?”
“Yeah, didn’t you eat less, Amy?”
As Noah looked at her with concern, Amy was about to reply when the door suddenly slammed open violently. Everyone’s attention turned to the newcomers at the entrance.
“Is Gallor here?”
A pale, gaunt man scanned the room before spotting Amy and Noah. After blinking several times, he startled and asked loudly,
“Might you be His Grace, Duke Noidelman?”
“!”
Amy’s eyes sharpened instantly. The mercenaries surrounding them leapt to their feet, hands on their sword hilts. The man who’d come seeking the Duke flinched at the sudden tension, but Noah raised a hand to calm everyone and spoke.
“Who are you?”
“Oh, I’m an aide to Baron Falern, lord of this region. You must be weary from your long journey—if it’s not too impolite, I humbly request you rest at the manor.”
Amy let out a soft “Hmm.” She’d anticipated this, so she wasn’t surprised.
Noah was now a newly risen Grand Duke, owner of the vast northern territories. Naturally, people would flock to make a good impression on him.
Normally, they should have stopped at every lord’s castle along the route to the North, receiving lavish hospitality. But disliking commotion, they’d disguised themselves as commoners and traveled here quietly.
Noah and Amy exchanged silent glances.
‘What should we do?’
‘Indeed… what shall we do?’
Whether aware of their hesitation or not, Baron Falern’s aide acted as if their stay at the manor was already settled, cheerfully issuing orders to his men. From the way he sent messengers along the main north-south road through the territory, it seemed they’d been waiting at every possible route into the North.
‘What could be so urgent?’
Strictly speaking, this rural village wasn’t part of the North—it wasn’t land Noah would rule. So why were they so desperately awaiting him?
‘I have a bad feeling this isn’t for any good reason…’
Amy clicked her tongue inwardly after glancing at the aide’s rat-like face and cunning eyes.
Unaware that he’d just shattered Amy’s first impression of this territory, the aide smiled ingratiatingly and said softly,
“Please come, Your Grace. Allow me to escort you.”
“…”
But Noah ignored him completely, looking only at Amy. She gave a silent nod. Only then did Noah rise and say,
“Lead the way.”
“Your Grace, Duke Noidelman—it’s an honor to meet you.”
Upon arriving at the manor, a middle-aged couple greeted them at the entrance. It was Baron Falern and his wife.
“So you’re Lady Maid Amelia. I’ve heard much about you.”
The Baroness seized Amy’s hand tightly, her eyes wide. Her cold, clammy grip was unpleasant. Amy forced an awkward smile and subtly stepped back, pretending to attend to Noah.
As she did, she quickly assessed their attire. Despite ruling a small, modest territory, the Baron and Baroness wore expensive gowns and tunics cut in the capital’s latest fashion.
‘And those jewels—they’re genuine too?’
A poor territory, yet a greedy lord and lady. She already had a rough idea why they’d extended this invitation.
“…”
Beside her, Noah—who’d been receiving the Baron’s hospitality—glanced between Amy and the Baroness’s outfits, then wordlessly frowned.
“Come now, don’t just stand there—please come inside!”
The Baron boomed with false heartiness, ushering them in with a sly smile. Amy followed quietly behind Noah.
Servants lined both sides of the entrance, bowing deeply. Amy studied them carefully—each looked ragged and exhausted.
“We couldn’t possibly let Your Grace dine on poor fare at some lowly inn. We’ve prepared a banquet—please enjoy.”
As the Baron stroked his beard with affected pride, Amy thought sourly,
‘We’ve already nearly finished eating…’
But when they reached the banquet hall and saw the spread, her expression darkened further. The food was not only cold but also undercooked—clearly thrown together in haste.
“…”
Watching Noah and Amy’s reactions, the Baron and Baroness scolded the maidservants unnecessarily.
“You’ve clearly intended to insult your master! I’m too ashamed to show my face before His Grace!”
Not satisfied, they dragged forward a young maid and took down a whip hanging on the wall, lashing out.
“!”
Noah and Amy were startled.
‘Enough already, really.’
Unable to watch the girl suffer further, they quickly stepped forward to intervene.
“We’ve already eaten at the inn. Please just show us to our rooms—His Grace is weary from travel.”
At Amy’s signal, Noah awkwardly covered his mouth and feigned a yawn. The Baron and Baroness brightened instantly, fussing over them.
“We’ve committed a grave discourtesy to such honored guests! This way, please.”
They gave Noah the finest private chamber and Amy a decently comfortable one. Having ridden nonstop since dawn—except for meals—Noah’s eyelids were already heavy with sleep. Amy dismissed the servants and the Baron’s household, insisting she’d attend to Noah herself.
When the door thudded shut and footsteps faded, Noah lowered his voice.
“Is the mercenary captain here? Report.”
Male lead first thought she played hard to get, only to realize she
really disliked him
Short intro:
What she can’t stand the most is the streets full of effeminate men, especially that so-called top beauty whom she avoids at all costs.
Shen Yaoxing looks at Jiang Mingyue, who keeps approaching her with coy shyness.
Shen Yaoxing: Bro, don’t be like this, I’m really about to throw up!
She fears nothing in heaven or earth, except for him getting close to her.
*
At first he thought she was just using the trick of feigning indifference to attract his attention. Later, he learned that she truly despised him.
This dealt a heavy blow to Jiang Mingyue, and he vowed to make her, like everyone else, fall at his feet in worship!
***
Synopsis:
Before transmigrating, Shen Yaoxing only wanted to find a reliable man to spend her life with. Who knew that after transmigrating, she would become a reliable woman herself…
A forced misandrist, highly skilled, and reliable female lead
vs.
An initially aloof and arrogant, later morbid, obsessed male lead
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