‘That jealousy is really something else. Tsk!’
Crown Prince Jonathan was just an ordinary man.
Average in appearance and physique, average in academic and sword skills, average in intelligence and leadership.
While he wasn’t lacking in any area compared to others, conversely, he didn’t excel in any area either.
That could be considered a strength in its own way, but Jonathan himself seemed to think differently.
Jonathan often fell into jealousy when he discovered something in others that was superior to himself.
The problem, however, lay in how he resolved those uncomfortable feelings.
He had a personality that could only be satisfied by properly putting down the person who caused his jealousy at least once.
‘We need to resolve that jealousy before it gets more twisted.’
Tate’s mind became busy.
Killian Drea was by no means an easy opponent.
He was someone whose intelligence and physical abilities were far superior to the average person.
Of course, if those were his only outstanding abilities, it could have been overlooked.
After all, he was a descendant of the loyal war hero Drea family that had helped found the empire.
Killian’s greatest weapon was his coolheadedness.
Even in urgent situations like monster hordes attacking from all directions or enemy arrows filling the sky, his mind and heart maintained composure and ultimately found breakthroughs.
He rarely got excited or heated.
So naturally, he made few mistakes, and with few mistakes, he produced the best results, and inevitably had many followers.
‘Ordinary methods won’t be enough to put Killian, that guy, in his place.’
That’s when it happened. A flash of inspiration lit up in Tate’s mind.
There was no need to consider ordinary methods from the start.
If he wanted to put Killian in his place, there was only one way.
“How about opening the imperial Siobo Forest for a special hunting festival, brother?”
“A special hunting festival in Siobo Forest?”
“To celebrate the victory of Sir Killian and the Allied Knights.”
Hmm, Jonathan stroked his chin, lost in thought.
Tate quickly added:
“It will be an event for Sir Killian, but he will absolutely not be able to win.”
“How can you be so sure?”
“I will make it so by any means necessary, brother.”
The rather confident tone made Jonathan curious.
‘He’s not a rash fellow, so if he’s this confident, does it mean he’s prepared something reliable?’
Jonathan began calculating in his head.
Seeing Killian defeated in the hunting festival would be a very satisfying entertainment.
Even if Killian won, he could blame Tate and vent his anger on him.
The calculation was simple.
Finally, Jonathan smiled with satisfaction.
“Good idea. Let’s do that.”
“Yes, then I’ll take care of the preparations, brother.”
Tate’s eyes shone with triumphant light.
At dinner time in the Drea ducal family, the three family members sat intimately facing each other.
In the quiet atmosphere, the first to speak was Duke Drea.
“I heard the princess came today?”
“Yes.”
Killian answered briefly to the duke’s question.
This time, the duchess asked with a meaningful smile:
“I heard the atmosphere in the reception room was quite good. What did you talk about so enjoyably?”
“There was no special topic. It was just light conversation.”
The duchess tilted her head slightly, as if unable to believe Killian’s nonchalant answer.
The subtly shining eyes of the duke and duchess looked at each other.
“The atmosphere was good? That’s interesting.”
“That’s what I’m saying. I heard the sound of your laughter reached the hallway.”
“Laughter? To the hallway?”
The couple’s faces were full of curiosity. They seemed to want to ask Killian many things.
But Killian focused only on the steak in front of him with an expressionless face.
The ducal couple also realized there were no more answers they could get and stopped asking questions. As they started eating again, silence fell over the dining room.
That’s when it happened.
Suddenly remembering Veronia’s angry face as she exclaimed ‘Oh, really!’, Killian let out a chuckle.
When the ducal couple looked at their son with surprised eyes, Killian quickly erased his smile and spoke seriously.
“I’m sorry. This steak is so delicious that I laughed for a moment.”
Even Killian himself was surprised at how naturally the lie flowed out.
He didn’t know why he had to lie. It was inexplicable.
“Is that so?”
“It’s certainly different from the food we ate on the battlefield. I missed this taste very much.”
The lie that started unconsciously continued smoothly.
The duke and duchess’s faces were filled with curiosity once again at Killian’s praise of the food, as he wasn’t usually one with a big appetite.
“There’s plenty, so eat and eat some more.”
[This is the timeline separator] [Special Victory Celebration Hunting Festival to be Held – Crown Prince’s Special Event This Weekend Stirs Up High Society!]
As soon as she saw the bold headline filling the entire front page of the gossip magazine, Veronia’s fatigue level rose sharply.
She roughly folded the gossip-filled newspaper and threw it carelessly on the table.
‘Here it comes!’
It was an episode that had appeared in the original work.
After being possessed by Veronia’s body, she had been acting slightly off from the original flow, but it wasn’t enough yet.
‘Are major events and accidents still progressing according to the original flow?’
Just thinking about it sent a chill through her whole body.
Veronia went out to the terrace, determined to drive away the negative emotions.
Basking in the bright sunlight would make her feel much better.
‘The purpose of the special hunting festival is just the Crown Prince’s malicious prank, as he usually saw Killian as a thorn in his side.’
Her mood didn’t improve much due to worrying about the event coming up in a few days.
Veronia sighed deeply.
According to the original work, the special hunting festival becomes a shoddy event due to hasty preparation.
In particular, there was a lot of criticism when Killian, the hero of the victory, got seriously injured in an accident.
In the end, it became the starting point that made not only the families that had been openly checking the royal family’s behavior, but also the families that had shown a moderate attitude, turn their backs on the royal family.
‘Of course, since the Crown Prince’s hostility towards Killian was too transparently visible in this incident.’
Whew, another long and turbid sigh burst out.
At this point, Veronia couldn’t help but worry.
‘Should I help Killian? Or… should I just wait and see what happens first?’
If she tries to prevent the accident, Killian might misunderstand again that she’s trying to approach him and get his attention.
She didn’t like such misunderstandings. Not only was it not true, but it also hurt her pride.
But if she doesn’t do anything, Killian would fall into the trap set by the Crown Prince and get hurt.
The already not-so-good reputation of the royal family would plummet.
‘But if I save Killian from falling into the trap, the Crown Prince might harm me for interfering with his plan…’
Aaagh! What am I supposed to do? Veronia let out an internal scream and clutched her head.
‘It would be nice if I could just run away quickly before the hunting festival starts!’
She still had to wait another week to get information about the ‘Thick Owl’ from the magic item shop Fellos.
Of course, the hunting festival was before that.
‘I want to be very sick that day. I want to be so sick that I can’t get out of bed. I wish I had a high fever…’
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Killian didn’t particularly like life in the capital.
He was always thinking of ways to leave for his quiet territory. Or even the battlefield.
But if there was one good thing about the capital compared to other places, it was the weather.
Located in the center of the empire, the capital always maintained warm and sunny weather except for one month in midsummer and one month in midwinter.
Today, the day of the hunting festival, was no exception.
Killian once again marveled at the sight of white clouds floating like cotton balls in the sky that was so blue it felt cool.
Before mounting his horse, his aide Windler looked at Killian with eyes full of worry and said:
“I have a bad feeling about this hunting festival, Your Excellency. Wouldn’t it be better to make an excuse and not attend?”
“I appreciate your concern, but… after what we’ve been through for the past 5 years, I don’t think your intuition is very reliable.”
“Your Excellency!”
Windler raised his voice, seemingly upset that Killian was just smiling teasingly instead of acknowledging his concern.
“I understand what you mean. I’ll be careful. So you should stay alert too.”
“…Yes, Your Excellency.”
The two immediately mounted their horses and spurred them on, receiving the send-off of the servants.
[This is the timeline separator]“Are you participating in the hunting festival too?”
The 2nd Prince Tate’s eyes widened at the sight of Veronia in hunting attire.
It was not Veronia who answered the question, but Empress Sandra.
“So it seems. Even though times have changed, a princess in hunting clothes! Oh my… tsk!”
Sandra shook her head as she looked Veronia up and down in her hunting attire.
It was the nagging that had continued all the way from the carriage.
Not wanting to be tormented by Sandra any further, Veronia quickly moved away as soon as she saw Killian in the distance.
Although Sandra liked to interfere with Veronia’s every move, she closed her mouth when she saw that Veronia was heading towards Killian.
Killian was dazzling today as well.
Unlike the hunting clothes of the Crown Prince and princes, which were adorned with shiny tassels and jewels, his was a simple style without any special decorations.
It seemed he had put more effort into functionality rather than flashiness.
‘Actually, no other decoration is needed. That toned body with not an ounce of fat, just well-knit muscles, is itself a decoration.’
It wasn’t that Killian was wearing the clothes, but rather the clothes were wearing Killian.
Veronia stood in front of Killian, harboring a pleased sentiment.
“Sir Killian, it’s been a while.”
“I greet Your Highness the Princess.”
Killian also seemed a bit surprised by Veronia’s hunting attire.
Such a reaction was natural. Until now, Veronia had always attended hunting festivals as a spectator, but had never participated directly.
“Are you personally participating in the hunting festival today, Your Highness?”
“Yes, that’s right. So I have a favor to ask of Sir Killian.”
“…”
For a moment, Killian’s face stiffened with tension.
Ex-husband Wants Reconciliation
One-line summary: Chasing the wife to the crematorium (making an effort to attract someone who has become indifferent), the female lead doesn’t look back, the second male lead takes the position.
Intro:
To repay the kindness of the older generation, Su Mu crossed into a female-dominated world and became a live-in daughter-in-law of the Yan family, single-handedly saving the Yan family from fire and water.
But her husband, Yan Jiyue, the eldest son of the Yan family, treated her with sarcasm and never showed her a good face.
It wasn’t until after Su Mu’s death that this pampered and arrogant young master shed a few fake tears and pretended to want to die for love.
This life’s kindness was enough. If there was a next life, she would definitely kick Yan Jiyue away.
Who knew that the heavens would be so kind as to allow her to be reborn, returning to the time when she had just married into the Yan family.
Su Mu glanced at the Yan eldest son, who still spoke coldly to her, and threw a divorce letter in front of him.
“Let’s divorce!”
***
Yan Jiyue never imagined that he would be reborn. He happily went to find Su Mu, wanting to make up for the mistakes he had made in his ignorant youth.
Wasn’t the reason the heavens allowed him to be reborn to let him reconcile with Su Mu?
But when he pushed open the door to Su Mu’s room, the person lying on the bed was another man.
Su Mu’s personal attendant, Xie Yi.
Yan Jiyue hated him so much that his teeth itched. In front of Su Mu, Xie Yi was a gentle and considerate whisperer of sweet nothings, but in reality, he was vicious-hearted and deliberately sabotaged their husband and wife relationship.
In the previous life, it was he who secretly hid in Su Mu’s coffin and committed suicide, stealing a step ahead of him to be buried with Su Mu.
Yan Jiyue’s eyes were filled with hatred as he cursed, “What kind of thing are you? Your background is lowly, what right do you have to occupy Su Mu?”
Xie Yi looked at the sleeping Su Mu and no longer pretended to be a whisperer of sweet nothings.
He proudly stuck out his belly, “I have the right because my belly is capable of giving the Wife-master a daughter.”
***
Yan Jiyue was consumed with jealousy. He spread rumors that Xie Yi had once been branded with the mark of a “harlot” on his chest.
But on the night Xie Yi cut off the flesh bearing that mark, Su Mu suddenly realized something was amiss.
“How did you know the exact moment I was poisoned? And why did you show up a month early?”
Xie Yi remained silent, blood from his wound soaking through his robes. His sapphire eyes brimmed with anguish – or was it just a flawless act?
Between a once-arrogant husband now seeking redemption, and a gentle soul willing to die for her – who truly held the darkest secrets? And could it be that Su Mu and Yan Jiyue weren’t the only ones given a second chance at life…?
[Reading Guide]
1. True divorce, chasing the wife to the crematorium, the female lead doesn’t look back, the male lead is Xie Yi.
2. The ex-husband did not cheat, he just realized too late and didn’t realize that he liked the female lead.
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