Certainly! Here’s the translation:
Something had to be said. Remaining silent here was equivalent to agreeing to his words.
“Aaaaah…… Aa…… Ah……”
I intended to object with “That’s not true,” but I foolishly opened my mouth and only said ‘Ah.’ seven times.
I slapped my frozen lips with the palm of my hand to regain my composure, and though late, I objected.
“That’s not true.”
“You’re too slow to respond.”
“I like being offbeat.”
Perhaps feeling that there was no value in responding to such absurdity, Levanfell lightly ignored it. I heard the sound of the clock’s hand moving again, as if he had let go of the weight in his hand.
‘How did he know?’
Had he planted a spy in the kingdom? No, that couldn’t be. Nobody in the kingdom suspected me, and moreover, I had never used this divine power.
My body healed naturally, without me having to use it deliberately.
“You must know the situation on the continent, right?”
I do indeed. Right now, the continent, this world, is perishing.
The World Tree, known as the origin of life, has withered and died, vanishing about 20 years ago.
A wind of death blew across the continent.
Pestilence spread, and natural disasters engulfed the entire continent. Endless drought and floods ensured that crops did not grow, and people starved to death or drowned.
In some countries, wildfires broke out due to the arid climate, burning both flora and fauna. Animals losing their habitat and prey attacked villages, an alltoocommon occurrence.
Tidal waves sank merchant and fishing vessels, and no one dared to sail anymore.
“Do you know why people yearn for the birth of the Holy Maiden?”
“I don’t know. …But I’m not the Holy Maiden.”
“People think the Holy Maiden is a gift loved by God. And there is a group who believes that sending the Holy Maiden to the side of God, Semula, will end this apocalypse.”
“Wwhat a terrifying thing to say!”
“A twisted, incorrect belief is terrifying.”
The divine power I was born with wasn’t mine. My mother told me it was a gift to protect me.
So absolutely.
I should never tell anyone first.
‘Mother, I didn’t say it first. They knew it first!’
When I was young, I thought it was just a gift, but now I find it hard to understand how my mother could have given me such power.
But my mother, who could have answered, was not by my side, and my best option was to hide this power.
“If you run away, I’ll reveal that you’re the Holy Maiden.”
“……It would be nice if the birth of the Holy Maiden for the first time in hundreds of years were true, but you’re mistaken.”
I consistently denied his certainty, cutting it down in one fell swoop. Then I bit my inner lip and put on a mask of composure on my face.
“I don’t have that power.”
“It’s no use to resist.”
“Why would I deceive His Majesty……”
“Shall we go to the temple together? We could directly check with the High Priest. Unlike the kingdom, the Empire has a High Priest.”
Oops. I forgot about the High Priest.
The High Priest has the power to detect divine power within a body. So if I go to the High Priest, I can’t hide it.
‘I should have run away to the guest room instead of retreating there.’
It was too late to regret it now.
“……Are you threatening me now?”
“Threatening? Such a scary word. I merely explained what might happen in the future in detail.”
Should I knock out the Emperor now and run away?
An absurd thought. Sadly, my power was not brute strength but divine power. It wasn’t effective in causing harm but in healing wounds.
If I tried to knock him out and attacked, my head might fly off. Although minor wounds healed quickly, if my neck was severed in one blow, I would die instantly without time for healing.
Seeing my high alert, Levanfell reassured me as if dealing with a scared cat.
“It seems there’s a misunderstanding; I have no intention of sending you to the temple.”
When I stared at him fiercely as if ready to attack, he calmed me down.
“If I had intended to, I would have brought the High Priest here from the start. …To be precise, what I want is the opposite.”
I heard him walking towards me. At the same time, the clouds hiding the moon cleared, and the bright moonlight seeped through the window, making Levanfell gradually clearer.
“I hope the fact that you have divine power remains a secret.”
Something was strange.
Certainly, the Emperor had black hair when I met him at noon. I remembered it because it was so vividly black, as if darkness had been captured and pinned.
But now, it appeared as if flowing moonlight had infiltrated, giving the appearance of white hair.
Had I seen it wrong earlier? Or perhaps the person in front of me now is not the Emperor I saw earlier in the day?
Confusion trailed confusion.
“So, I mean, I will conceal the princess, and the princess’s secret,” Levanfell said, slowly approaching me, unbuttoning his shirt. My instinct couldn’t take my eyes off his casually unbuttoning hand. During that brief moment, inappropriate thoughts quickly raced through my head.
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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