This unprecedented event began three months ago.
The kings of each kingdom almost simultaneously received letters from neighboring countries. The letters requested urgently for a few healers, as some had gone missing.
After exchanging several letters with the same content, they finally realized that healers had been disappearing across the entire continent.
The royal healers were heavily guarded by knights, and the same information was also conveyed to the nobles of each territory, but letters expressing failure to protect them flew in every day.
They disappeared without a trace, no signs of being forcibly taken away, no signs of being killed, as if they never existed in that space to begin with.
In this time of peace, the absence of healers brought great chaos to the continent, and people began to murmur, speculating that it might be a curse from an angry god.
Fear is maximized when facing an unseen enemy.
Astin could not escape either. The people had to watch their severely ill family members die without receiving proper treatment, and they were in anxiety due to the appearance of various monsters that began with the disappearance of the healers.
Fear began to spread throughout the continent.
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One of the servants who received Kias’s instructions approached Arien as she came out of the office.
His white, aged hair and mustache, along with a warm smile and polite greeting, spoke of his years.
“I am Miguel, the butler serving Lord Kias. I will guide you to your room.”
Walking down the hallway where candles were lit brightly on both sides, she noticed that the spaces were quite substantially divided.
In case she had to escape later, Arien tried her best to memorize every corner of the castle.
“The castle is not only large, but the independent arrangement of spaces is peculiar.”
“You have good observational skills. That’s right. Lord Kias wanted the Tarrakion knights to build up not only their swordsmanship but also their knowledge. So, he created many spaces for studying, but the knights are still spending most of their time in the training ground.”
As if it couldn’t be helped, Miguel explained with a smile.
The knights are soldiers standing at the forefront of the battlefield. It was hard to imagine them quietly sitting in the library reading books.
“How about the Duke? His bravery is famous.”
Arien needed more information about what kind of person Duke Demidhel was.
Rather than referring to Kias as a notorious outlaw of the north, Arien deliberately softened her words and said that he was just a knight with a renowned reputation.
“It is often said that there is no one in the continent who can oppose Lord Kias’s sword. However, aside from the time for expeditions or sword training, he spends almost all of his time in the library and office.”
Hearing Miguel’s words, she noticed something peculiar as she passed through the third floor corridor.
A golden rope was sagging on the stairs leading to the fourth floor, as if warning anyone not to go up.
“Why is there a rope on those stairs?”
“Ah… That rope is an indication by the Lord that access to the fourth floor is prohibited. You don’t need to worry about it.”
She wanted to ask more due to curiosity, but seeing Miguel hesitant to talk about it, she withdrew her gaze.
Humans tend to be more interested in things they are told not to do.
Miguel’s words not to worry about it provoked Arien’s curiosity, but she vowed never to go to the fourth floor.
In ancient myths and novels, there were numerous unfortunate characters who were cursed for opening a box they were told not to, turned into stone statues for looking back when told not to, or attacked by monsters while wandering alone because they fell behind their group.
There would be a reason for Kias to prohibit access to the fourth floor.
He might transform into a beast with black wings from his shoulders as soon as it turns night, hiding his cursed body in the secret space, or he might have kidnapped and confined a woman he fell in love with, who is of a different status.
Of course, no woman would be able to love such a cold man.
Her thoughts, fully employing all her imagination, were interrupted by Miguel’s voice.
“This is your room. Rest for now and call if you need anything.”
The room was clean and wellorganized, but it was modest compared to her luxurious room at the palace in Planus.
However, considering the hardships of her journey, the soft and warm bed alone was a comfort.
‘I need to hide the shard first.’
Arien looked around the room but didn’t feel secure enough to put it anywhere not by the window, not on the table, not even in the wardrobe she would frequently open.
She carefully looked at the shard wrapped in cloth inside the old bag she had brought with her, and then carefully pushed the bag under the bed.
Laying almost flat on the floor, she stretched out her fingers and pushed the bag once again to make sure it was not visible.
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!”
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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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