In Rosebelia’s memory, he looked stern and sensitive.
The uniform he wore was impeccably neat, and the white cloak draped over it was as pure white as freshly fallen snow.
“Rosebelia, follow me.”
“I will follow.”
I followed Fabian, leaving Edwin behind, who seemed to wish me luck with his eyes.
As we entered the Deputy Commander’s office in the main building, I felt Fabian’s aide, busy sorting documents, smiling slyly.
What’s this cheap feeling?
“There was a disturbance today.”
“A disturbance?”
“Did I hear it wrong?”
As I tilted my head, Fabian cleared his throat and continued.
“I heard you’re getting married.”
The question, without a subject, momentarily slowed my thoughts.
“Who?”
A disturbance, then suddenly about getting married…
Wait, he’s not asking me about getting married, is he?
“You don’t mean me?”
Fabian stroked his beard in silence. The silence meant affirmation.
“No, who spread such an absurd rumor…….?”
Flabbergasted, I couldn’t complete my sentence. My laughter made Fabian’s eyes narrow.
“An absurd rumor?”
“I went to the square yesterday and helped the young lady of the Elizer family. The Deputy Commander of the Guardian Knights came to express his gratitude.”
Fabian’s brow furrowed as he stared at me, his hand on his forehead betraying his confusion.
“That’s all?”
“Yes. That’s the answer.”
Fabian cleared his throat, and his aide, Philip, buried his head in a stack of documents.
Judging by the atmosphere, Philip had heard the rumor somewhere and poked the Deputy Commander with it.
“You may go.”
Fabian showed his disappointment with a flick of his hand.
He always seemed to disapprove of Rosebelia, but now he seemed disappointed that he couldn’t catch her in the act.
“Transparent, so transparent.”
Muttering to myself, I headed for the training grounds, only to be approached by Simon, looking tense.
“Senior Rosebelia.”
“Yes, Simon. What’s the matter?”
Simon hesitated to reply, his face filled with curiosity.
He probably wanted to ask the same ridiculous questions as Fabian about getting married.
“Is it true that you’re leaving the Knights?”
“What? Who said that?”
“That you’re getting married and leaving the Knights…….”
“Has the rumor expanded to that extent already?”
I pressed my aching head, feeling like a headache was coming on. I couldn’t just brush off the curiosity as mere glances; it was more than that.
If Edwin saw Linat’s proposal to me, it would have looked the same to the other knights.
To those who didn’t know the inside story, the scene itself must have been an interesting piece of gossip.
“……That’s not true, is it?”
“Yeah, it’s not.”
I responded firmly. That was when life returned to Simon’s face, which had been deadpan all along.
“I thought so. My goal is to go on a magic beast hunt with you, senior. But suddenly there was this absurd and ridiculous rumor that you were quitting the knight order. You have no idea how shocked I was.”
Whether he was overcome with emotion, Simon’s eyes were brimming with tears as he looked at me.
Hey, Simon? The one who wants to cry is me, not you.
“You must have been really surprised. Tell them that it will never happen.”
I gently patted Simon’s shoulder as he sniffled.
“Tell who?”
“You know there’s someone who spread this nonsensical rumor.”
Simon nodded his head as if he understood what I was saying.
“I understand. I’ll be going then, senior.”
I can’t let this rumor slide, can I?
[Star Icon]Ragged breath rose to my chin. As I regulated my breath, I looked down at the sweatstained hilt of my wooden sword.
How long have I been doing this?
When I looked out the window, I saw a redstreaked sky. I must have been training for several hours since the sun was in the middle of the sky when I entered the training hall, but my body still felt heavy.
It would have felt refreshing if my body had become light like when I dueled with Ian last time, but…….
“Senior.”
Am I hearing things? Why does it sound like Ian’s voice?
I tilted my head as I walked towards the storage with my wooden sword in hand. The hallucination sounded again.
“Senior?”
There’s no way the sound of these footsteps on the training hall floor is a hallucination.
Finally, I turned to the entrance, and my eyes met Ian, who was approaching with a somewhat leisurely step.
“Rookie, was it you? Have you been with the knight order this whole time?”
“What about you, senior?”
“I was……. training hard for a change…….”
I trailed off and glanced at Ian. From his expression, it seemed he didn’t fully believe me.
“Is it because of what happened today?”
“It’s not just because of that.”
Things were complicated in my head. The original content I knew and the things I twisted were tangled and confusing.
All I had to do was move forward on my path, but I was afraid because I couldn’t clearly know what that path was.
Perhaps I was subconsciously relying on the original content. I even thought that not knowing the original at all might have been better.
I can’t know what will happen tomorrow, and the future is uncertain, but sometimes I felt suffocated.
“You don’t have to worry.”
I looked up at Ian, startled. The first thing that caught my eye was blue. His deep blue eyes, like an abyss, were shimmering.
“What?”
Even though I knew it was impossible, I swallowed dryly, feeling as if he had read my mind.
“That the ridiculous rumor that you are getting married and leaving the knight order is false. Everyone knows now.”
Ah, that’s what he was talking about.
“That’s a relief.”
It was worth spreading the truth about the day’s events through Edwin and Lucas, who had broad connections in the knight order.
I also asked them to add that anyone who wanted more details about the true story should come to the 7th training hall behind the dining hall, but unfortunately, no one came.
“Senior.”
“Huh?”
“A duel… shall we?”
I almost laughed at his cautious question. He seemed to have understood that my mood was not very good.
“Alright.”
“How about a real sword?”
“You’ll regret it?”
“There won’t be any, so don’t worry.”
Without a moment’s hesitation, Ian drew his sword. I pondered for a moment at Ian’s challenge, then drew my sword from its sheath.
As if he had been waiting, he stepped closer and brought the tip of his sword to meet mine.
It was distinctly different from when they dueled with wooden swords. Each time the sharp swords clashed, the senses became twice as sensitive.
Suddenly, the original story’s ending came to mind.
In the original, did Rosebelia and Ian also cross swords like this?
At the thought, strength was felt in the hand.
In an instant, my sword and Ian’s sword bounced off each other. A clang sound resonated loudly throughout the training ground.
Ian, who seemed to be trying to grasp what had just happened, slowly blinked his eyes and raised his hand over his face.
Could he be hurt?
I, who was quite startled, threw my sword and immediately approached Ian.
“Are you okay? Let me see.”
“I’m fine……”
I brushed away Ian’s hand and touched his cheek. It seemed that Ian’s sword had grazed his cheek as it flew away.
It was a very minor wound, but because it was a wellsharpened sword, blood was slightly oozing out.
“Rookie, you’re bleeding?”
As I pulled his face, Ian quickly pulled his body back. I didn’t expect Ian to pull back at that timing, and I bumped my forehead into his chest.
As I rubbed my forehead and looked up, I saw Ian’s face with one eyebrow slightly furrowed.
“Does it hurt?”
The moment I tried to raise my hand to his cheek again, he grabbed my wrist tightly.
“Do you always do this to anyone?”
“Huh?”
“Or are you so carefree with me because I’m a junior with a faint impression?”
Cold Male Lead Became My Clingy Husband (Female-Dominant)
Feng Bai Su transmigrated into a matriarchal novel, becoming the sister of the female protagonist and the Seventh Princess of the Feng Ling Kingdom.
After working herself to death in her previous life, finally reincarnating as a princess, she only wanted to be a lazy fish who could eat, sleep, and play.
Until she met the male protagonist from the book, Wei Jing Mo, and he took a liking to her!
Wei Jing Mo is the top young man in Feng Ling City, talented in both appearance and ability, from a prestigious family, with a cold and otherworldly appearance, a figure like the bright moon in the hearts of noble ladies. It was thought that only the most powerful and talented noble lady in Feng Ling City would be worthy of such a brilliant young man. Who knew that this young gentleman would secretly admire the infamous Seventh Princess?
Short scene 1:
Feng Bai Su looked at the young man crying like a pear blossom in the rain before her, and couldn’t help but doubt her life.
Wasn’t the male lead described as a cold and otherworldly figure in the book?
Then who was this poor little thing crying with swollen red eyes and tear-stained face?
Short scene 2:
Wei Jing Mo stared intently at Feng Bai Su who was about to go out, wanting to say, “Be careful on the road.”
Before he could speak, Feng Bai Su suddenly bent down and bit his cheek.
Her peach blossom eyes were full of disdain: “Tsk! You’re so clingy!”
Wei Jing Mo: “…”
A talented fox spirit female lead with a flirtatious appearance but actually abstinent VS A cold-looking but actually naive and clingy little jealous male lead
