Who Regressed the Timekeeper? (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 13
Amy stared at the baron and his wife as if they were village idiots, but oblivious to her gaze, they rubbed their hands together eagerly, trying their best to impress Noah.
“As Your Highness well knows, managing a territory requires a great deal of funds. Yet few places possess sufficient resources. Therefore…”
The moment the baron began speaking with an innocent smile, Amy cut him off mid-sentence.
“That’s right. The misery of a territory without money is so wretched it defies description.”
“Huh? Ah, yes… yes…”
The baron gaped at Amy, startled by her sudden interjection. Undeterred, Amy continued.
“As you surely understand, Baron, His Highness must now manage his own territory as well. It’s hardly a matter that concerns only others.”
Whether they thought her mad or not, the baron and his wife were secretly pleased by her words. Color returned to their pale faces.
“Y-Yes, exactly. That’s precisely why I was saying…”
But once again, Amy snatched away the baron’s words.
“Look, Your Highness—aren’t the baron and his wife’s loyalty and devotion truly tear-jerking?”
Amy pretended to dab her eyes with her sleeve, leaving the bewildered baron and his wife utterly confused. What devotion? They hadn’t shown any!
Noah calmly agreed.
“I see.”
“Knowing we’re practically being driven out to the North, didn’t you prepare this gathering out of kindness? We’ve been turned away at every door along our journey, hearts sore from rejection—your generosity is truly admirable.”
“…”
All color drained from the baron and his wife’s faces. Turned away at every door? They now reconsidered, from a new perspective, why the duke’s party had traveled so quietly without accepting hospitality from other territories.
‘Perhaps they’ve fallen out of the Emperor’s favor and are being exiled—penniless…’
Wait—had they tried to remove a wart, only to end up sticking another one on?
Just as their hearts sank with cold dread, Amy drove the final nail in.
“Since such heartfelt devotion cannot be ignored, why not borrow a loan from them for the sake of the barren North? Their own territory is struggling too, so just a modest sum—say, a million gold? With such admirable loyalty, they’d surely lend it gladly. As for principal and interest, the North can repay double once it prospers. Wouldn’t that be fair, Baron?”
The baron and his wife stood with mouths agape. Prosperity in the North? Academics universally agreed that wouldn’t happen until the Empire itself collapsed. While they stood dumbfounded, Noah clicked his tongue and casually added his support.
“Does the chamberlain disregard the baron’s dignity? I think ten million gold would be better.”
“T-Ten million gold?!”
Their faces instantly turned pitch black.
Noah and Amy stepped out of the manor hall and into the courtyard beyond. Noah glanced back.
“Is it really alright to leave like this?”
“Well… sure.”
Amy shrugged. They had just wrapped up their meeting by telling the utterly flustered baron and his wife they’d send someone from the ducal seat to finalize the contract.
‘They’ll spend their days fretting over when someone from the North might arrive.’
They had no intention whatsoever of actually borrowing a loan—but whether the baron worried himself sick or not was none of their concern.
As they left the manor grounds, Noah suddenly halted. Amy stopped beside him, puzzled, and scanned their surroundings—until her eyes met those of a young boy.
“Oh…”
The boy, seemingly Noah’s age, stood holding a wooden pail filled with milk or goat’s milk in one hand and a honey jar in the other, staring intently at Amy, Noah, and the mercenaries behind them. His eyes sparkled with thought, his face flushed with excitement.
“…”
Unmoved, Noah quickly looked away from the boy and resumed walking. Amy followed.
After passing through the estate gates and walking down the road for some time, they entered the village and spotted a large figure lingering near a shabby farmhouse, peering toward the manor. It was Vernon.
“Ah!”
Vernon snapped to attention, blinking his eyes like an ox as he stared at Noah. Amy strode up to him, stopped right before his face, tilted her chin, and spoke.
“You should formally greet His Highness.”
“…!”
Startled out of his daze, Vernon quickly pressed his fist to his chest and bowed deeply.
“I offer my respects to the Second Prince. I am…”
He suddenly fell silent, hesitating. Noah tilted his head, puzzled—why the sudden pause? Vernon stammered.
“I am Vernon Kazel… former captain of the Imperial Palace Guard…”
“!”
Noah and the mercenaries’ eyes widened. The mercenaries especially seemed to recognize him. They stared at Amy with questioning looks—as if asking whether Noah had known this man was once commander of the palace guard. Amy gave a brief nod and turned to Vernon.
“Captain Vernon, have you made your decision?”
“…”
As he hesitated, Amy smiled calmly.
“It’s entirely your choice. Speak freely.”
Her tone radiated absolute confidence that he wouldn’t refuse.
“I, I…”
He rubbed the back of his head with his thick hand, looking troubled. Just then, hurried footsteps approached from behind him. Turning, they saw three heads popping over a stone wall, rushing toward them.
The mercenaries tensed, gripping the hilts of their swords. Moments later, three men appeared and quickly lined up beside Vernon.
“Huh?”
The blond man’s eyes widened as he stared at Amy and Noah.
The man with short black hair scanned Vernon, then Noah, then Amy, frowning silently. The last, with brown hair, gaped at Noah before quickly snapping his mouth shut.
“Vernon—you’re really leaving this place?”
The blond man glanced at Noah and frantically signaled to Vernon with various gestures, clearly asking, “What’s going on?”
Vernon dragged a hand down his weary face, sighed deeply, and introduced them to Noah and Amy in a resigned tone.
“These are Dwayne, Jack, and Bradley—farmers from this village.”
Then he glared at them.
“What are you standing around for? Hurry and greet His Highness properly!”
At that, the blond man’s jaw dropped.
“Wow, he really is high-born…!!”
Instantly, the black-haired man smacked the blond one hard on the back of his head. A sharp crack echoed—but the blond didn’t even flinch. Amy watched with a sour expression.
‘He’s got incredible resilience. Does farming make you like that?’
The black-haired and brown-haired men stood straight with disciplined posture and bowed respectfully to Noah.
“I am Jack Hauser.”
“I am Bradley Kirby.”
The blond hurriedly offered his greeting a beat too late.
“I’m Dwayne Jones.”
Noah gave a silent nod. Amy studied them carefully before turning her gaze back to Vernon.
“Are they coming too?”
Vernon shook his head gravely.
“No.”
The three men’s eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.
“Vernon!”
“Whoa—you’re leaving us behind? That’s betrayal!”
Dwayne’s face flushed crimson, but Vernon didn’t even look at them as he declared firmly,
“I’m sorry, but I must decline the position.”
Silence fell instantly.
‘This wasn’t in my plans at all.’
Amy bit her lip, feeling her carefully laid scheme crumbling from the ground up. Unaccustomed to such setbacks, she stood dazed, almost dizzy.
‘Only Captain Vernon can protect the ducal castle. I have to change his mind somehow.’
Trusted individuals capable of handling security and safety weren’t easy to find. Growing desperate, Amy rapidly calculated what terms might persuade him.
But she wasn’t the only one thinking this way—Dwayne, Jack, and Bradley surrounded Vernon, pressing him with arguments.
“Why? How come? What reason could you possibly have? Huh?”
“This is clearly a huge opportunity! I can’t understand why you’d make such a decision!”
“Please explain yourself!”
Each man’s personality shone through their demands. Amy crossed her arms and stayed silent. If things went well, she might not need to intervene at all.
‘Yes, rethink it. Let’s keep things amicable.’
She silently cheered them on—then glanced sideways and was secretly startled. Noah was staring intently at the three men, his gaze unlike his usual indifferent look.
‘Curiosity? Or genuine interest?’
Amy wondered—what could possibly capture the attention of this taciturn, perpetually aloof teenage boy?
Just then, Vernon barked loudly,
“How did you even know to come here?!”
Blond Dwayne snorted.
“Didn’t Viola come at dawn? She said you had something important to tell us.”
Vernon’s face twisted in exasperation.
“You didn’t… eavesdrop, did you?!”
“…”
Jack and Bradley looked away, coughing awkwardly. But Dwayne puffed out his chest proudly.
“It wasn’t eavesdropping! I listened openly and proudly!”
“…That’s something to brag about.”
Vernon shook his head in disbelief. After a brief pause, his expression turned serious again as he addressed Noah and Amy.
“I’ve changed. Beyond my injuries, I’m now fully a farmer. Taking me along would be useless to you.”
“Please reconsider…”
Amy stepped forward, but Vernon raised a hand firmly, his expression resolute.
“My mind is made up.”
“…”
Amy chewed her lip in frustration. Just then, a clear voice rang out from behind.
“You have to go!”
All eyes turned backward. There stood a slender boy.
Male lead is a clingy little husband
One-line summary: The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
Introduction:
One day, Lu Yuner’s soul transmigrates into a female-dominant world. She enters the Imperial Academy and takes up the position of a doctoral instructor, teaching classes and grading schoolwork.
One day, she encounters the young prince Su Qingwan secretly skipping class from the male academy.
As a result, Su Qingwan is punished.
From then on, Su Qingwan sees Lu Yuner as a “thorn in his side”.
But before long, this “thorn” becomes the person he cherishes most, and he goes to great lengths to win Lu Yuner’s affection.
Mini scene 1:
One day, the sun is high in the sky but Su Qingwan still hasn’t gotten up for class.
Servant Xiaoyuan: “Young prince, it’s time for class. You’ll be late otherwise.”
Su Qingwan says arrogantly: “I’m not going. I am the esteemed prince, my status is so noble, why should I suffer this hardship? Besides, isn’t learning all this just to please women? Hmph, they’re not worthy!”
Mini scene 2:
After Su Qingwan falls for someone, he completely changes. He no longer skips class and diligently learns how to be a good husband and father. But he discovers that Sister Yuner is always surrounded by admirers.
Drunk and overcome with jealousy one day, he clings to Lu Yuner, crying beautifully like a pear blossom in the rain.
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan likes Sister Yuner.”
Lu Yuner: “Young prince, you’re drunk.”
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan isn’t drunk. Qingwan likes Sister Yuner, likes you so much, likes you to bits…” Before he can finish, Lu Yuner’s eyes flash with emotion and she leans in closer.
[Reading Guide]
1. The female lead is gentle, gracious, humble and polite but not weak. The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
2. 1v1, a bit torturous in the beginning but definitely sweet later on.
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