Departure day for the capital Blestidge.
Early in the morning, the Earl of Eadalin’s house was in chaos.
“No, why are you making her wear my dress!”
Riley, who had no dress to wear to the reception, ended up borrowing a dress from Claire.
Of course, Claire’s opinion was not considered at all in the decision. And as expected, Claire threw a fit.
Lady Eadalin tried to soothe her hottempered young daughter.
“What can we do, Riley doesn’t have a dress to wear.”
“She should take care of that herself! Go to a shop and buy one! Get a custommade one, make one herself! You should take care of your own clothes, why wear someone else’s?”
“Just bear with it this time, Claire. Who would want to lend you their dress? The occasion calls for proper attire, and there’s no other option, so what can we do? A dress can’t be made overnight. It’s a waste of money to buy a new dress just for Riley to wear once.”
“We can just find any old dress.”
“Even though it’s a formal occasion, do you think it’s okay to just put on anything? It’s a disgrace to our family name.”
“Her attending in the first place is a disgrace to our family name, so you should have persuaded father!”
“It’s not a matter that can be solved by persuading father. The Duke himself sent an invitation to Riley. How could the Earl, my father, defy his orders. Eh? Calm down. Just close your eyes and bear it.”
Reluctant to buy a new dress, and unable to simply dress her anyway, the solution was to have Riley wear one of Claire’s cherished dresses.
It saved money and seemed like the best option for the current situation.
However, Claire was not easily appeased.
It seemed her tantrum would continue, but it did not last long.
“What’s all this noise?”
“Oh, father.”
“Why is there so much noise? What happened?”
“……Oh, it’s nothing.”
In front of her father, the little brat in front of her mother became a demure young woman.
It was understandable since Ryan was rather strict with his daughter. He raised Claire strictly and decisively to marry into a prestigious noble family, so Claire was particularly afraid of her father.
Claire’s tantrum stopped, and only then did the frozen servants relax, and the Lady Eadalin let out a long sigh as if she had aged ten years.
“Let’s depart then.”
Finally, it was time to go to the capital Blestidge. They decided to only take three maids to help with dressing and three guards.
Even so, the procession of a small lord performing the duties of a lord in a small territory was embarrassingly small.
Of course, as Ryan, a successful philanthropist, it was a perfect disguise to showcase his frugality.
Although he was a philanthropist, he exploited people behind the scenes while appealing to sympathy in front, a scoundrel whose entire income came from this act. Many people should know this.
“Father, are we using a teleporter?”
“Traveling by carriage or train is too timecritical.”
“Wow, a teleporter!”
This was the reason for taking only the minimum number of people.
A teleporter. A cuttingedge magical device that had recently become available, the teleporter was a topoftheline means of transportation that allowed travel to any desired location.
Originally exclusive to wizards, it had recently become commercialized, and ordinary people could also use it.
Teleporters were suitable for longdistance travel; wizards paid with their magical power, but most ordinary people had to pay with money.
Of course, the teleporter’s fee was exorbitantly expensive, roughly equivalent to the amount an average person could earn in about two years.
Capitalists and high nobles used it as a means as if they were eating, but for a mere baron of a remote region, the amount was so large that he had to spit blood to pay.
“Teleportation is my first time, I’m really excited!”
“Claire, I know you’re happy, but calm down. There are many eyes watching.”
“Ah, yes, mother.”
“And when you go to the capital, don’t reveal your true feelings like that. There are not only teleportation devices but all kinds of magical tools and wizards. Don’t show that you’re from the countryside, just behave.”
In other words, don’t show that you’re ashamed of being a country bumpkin.
Claire fumbled with her fingertips in response to her mother’s words and nodded her head. Then she composed her face.
It looked quite funny. It was clear that she was thrilled to experience teleportation, but outwardly, she was acting so haughty.
On the other hand, it was also admirable. If nothing else, that pretense of changing her expression in an instant was truly a skill that only she could possess.
“Riley.”
“……Yes, uncle.”
“You’ll pay with your magic.”
“…….”
“Your father was a wizard, so you have magic.”
Riley was genuinely bewildered.
“Do I have magic? I’ve never been tested. I’m not registered as a wizard.”
Wizards are reported along with their birth registration. Therefore, one cannot be unaware of being a wizard.
My Arch-enemy Sealed My Memory and Said That He is My Husband
This is an incredibly captivating story that you absolutely shouldn’t miss! I’ll give a brief introduction here, and below you’ll find a detailed synopsis of the plot.
The female lead is a fierce and powerful demon king. The male lead is a once-in-a-millennium celestial lord, admired by the entire cultivation world.
They are equally matched, legendary rivals who have battled for centuries.
In the final duel, the female lead is gravely injured. The male lead saves her, seals her memories, and hides her true identity. He tells her that he is her fiancé. His entire life has been flawless—except for the one thing he never expected, never controlled, and never wanted to control: falling for his greatest enemy. She is his inner demon, his obsession.
When the female lead regains her memories, she is furious at his deception.
She makes his life a living hell.
And somehow, the male lead—possibly a total masochist—doesn’t mind at all. In fact, he’s happy she’s paying attention to him.
Yep, we’re back to my favorite trope: male lead suffering. If you love this kind of story, jump into the pit with me now!!!
Intro
Dong Xia lost her memory.
Her handsome and extremely powerful fiancé Li Qing comforted her: “It’s okay if you can’t remember. I’ll always be with you.”
Everyone thought Dong Xia’s ancestors must have burned incense to get such a perfect fiancé. He was the number one person in the immortal realm, yet he remained chaste and only loved her.
…
The day before marrying her fiancé, Dong Xia finally remembered everything.
She wasn’t suffering from memory loss at all.
Her arch-enemy had made her fake her death, destroyed her cultivation, replaced her memories, and pretended to be her deeply in love fiancé.
No wonder he said, “It’s okay if you can’t remember”!
Dong Xia laughed coldly as she pulled out her long knife: Li Qing, prepare to die 🙂
*
Li Qing, as the supreme being of the immortal realm, was the people’s shining beacon.
The only unknown stain in his life was his affection for Dong Xia, the ruler of the demon realm.
In the final battle of the war between immortals and demons, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. The ruler of the demon realm was finally slain under the sword of the supreme being of the immortal realm, and everyone in the immortal realm applauded.
The cultivation world lost a ruler of the demon realm.
And in the back mountain of Li Qing’s cave dwelling, he secretly hid away a fiancée.
Notes:
1. The female lead is white on the outside, black on the inside, and the queen of flattery; the male lead repeatedly tests the edge of darkness, a VIP guest at the crematorium.
2. Fantasy cultivation world setting.
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