Irene recoiled in shock, while Jessie let out a small laugh and stroked the creature that had licked Irene’s cheek.
“Yomi, you shouldn’t startle the young lady.”
Yomi? Irene touched her wet cheek and stared at the creature called Yomi.
It was a young deer with two small horns. What made it different from ordinary deer was that its fur was pitch black, as if covered with black fabric.
“I’m sorry.”
Jessie apologized on behalf of the mute creature.
“It’s young, so it’s not like a monster, but it loves people so much that it was rude.”
“A monster…?”
The monsters Irene knew were extremely ferocious, terrifying, and scarylooking.
But the deer in front of her was so cute and lovely. No matter how she looked at it, it didn’t look like a monster.
“Not all monsters look scary.”
Jessie spoke as if she knew exactly what Irene was thinking.
“Many monsters are as cute as this one. Of course, they are only cute when young, and they turn scary when they grow up.”
Thump thump, as if understanding Jessie’s words, Yomi stamped the ground with its front hooves to express dissatisfaction. Jessie chuckled and patted Yomi’s back.
“I know. I’ll say you’re dignified.”
Finally satisfied, Yomi stopped its action and rolled its innocent eyes to stare at Irene.
“It seems to like you very much, young lady.”
“Isn’t it just fond of people?”
“Even so, it doesn’t usually follow people like this. But then again, it must feel something from the young lady.”
Jessie muttered to herself and then handed a handkerchief to Irene.
“Wipe it off, young lady.”
“Thank you.”
Irene wiped off Yomi’s saliva from her cheek with the handkerchief. Fortunately, it wasn’t sticky. Jessie resumed speaking.
“I’m sorry, but I have to take this child to the monster breeding farm, so could you please wait here for a bit?”
“Sure.”
Jessie quickly left after repeating her promise to return soon, forcibly dragging Yomi, who couldn’t take its eyes off Irene.
Left alone, Irene approached the city wall. It seemed even taller up close.
“It’s impossible to climb this.”
So the only way out was through the main gate…
Ah, wasn’t there a separate gate for the servants? They wouldn’t lower the drawbridge every time they came and went…
Thinking she should look for it, Irene turned around and spotted someone walking along the wall towards her.
“Duey?”
The man was Duey. When Irene called his name, he stopped abruptly, his pink eyes fixed on Irene.
Frozen in place by his sharp, icy gaze, Irene realized.
This man isn’t Duey.
He looked exactly like Duey, but the feeling was completely different. If Duey felt like a soft yellow, this man gave off a cold blue vibe.
Who was this man, who looked exactly like Duey?
As she stared at the man in confusion, Irene noticed a thin trickle of blood running down his cheek.
‘He must be injured.’
Feeling she should wipe the blood, Irene approached the man. As she drew closer, his eyes shifted upward.
“Here…”
Just as Irene, close enough to touch if she extended her arm, was about to offer the handkerchief she had received from Jessie,
Clang.
With a sharp metallic sound and a chill sensation, something touched Irene’s neck.
The man had drawn the sword at his waist and held it to her throat.
Thump, the handkerchief Irene had been holding fell to the ground.
“Don’t come any closer.”
The man trampled on the handkerchief, speaking in a bleak voice.
“Don’t come near, filthy human.”
An overwhelmingly terrifying hostility emanated from him.
Irene was both startled and scared by the unexpected hostility from a man she had met for the first time.
Especially the sharp sword held to her throat, which seemed ready to pierce her neck at any moment, terrified her.
The terror of death, momentarily forgotten, swirled up like a mirage. Irene’s face trembled with fear, and the man’s eyes narrowed.
“You scoundrel!”
At that moment, a booming voice came from behind Irene.
It was Jesse. Seeing her, the man squinted his eyes as if annoyed, and lowered his sword.
With a furious snort like a raging bull, Jesse, who had run in a single bound, shielded Irene, glaring fiercely at the man.
“How dare you point your sword at the lady. You must be mad.”
“The woman approached me first.”
“Not the woman, the lady!”
“Yeah, that woman.”
“What the…!”
Jesse stomped his feet as the man ignored his words. He looked similar to Yomi when angry.
“You, surely you know who the lady is?”
“I do.”
“And you act like this?”
“Is that wrong?”
The man tilted his head quizzically.
“She’ll disappear soon anyway.”
Disappear…? Irene peeked her head out at the incomprehensible words.
On the other hand, Jesse seemed to understand and roared angrily.
“No! She won’t disappear this time!”
“We’ll see. Who knows?”
The man answered indifferently, sheathing his sword, and looked at Irene.
Gazing into her pure, sparkling blue eyes, he seemed annoyed and clicked his tongue before turning away.
Jesse, watching the man’s receding back, raised his middle fingers.
“What an unlucky bastard.”
Why She Is Still Unmoved (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: He uses various methods to seek her affection, but she remains unmoved.
Synopsis:
Si Qingyu is a doctor who has saved countless lives and enjoys tranquility.
Luo Shaoxuan is ruthless, deeply scheming, and the top young master in the capital. He admires Si Qingyu.
Luo Shaoxuan: I want to be the only one in your eyes and heart.
Features a cold and calm female lead vs A noble and scheming male lead.
There will be both sweetness and torture towards the male after their marriage.
