Ignoring the worried words of his adjutant, Aaron gazed at the smoking plateau.
A spectacle of chaos, proof of his thorough deception.
“We do not advance a single step before capturing them. Release all troops to conduct a thorough search.”
Upon confirming Aaron’s resolute will, Collin bowed his head.
“I understand your order.”
The messengers who received Collin’s instruction spurred their horses in order to deliver the command.
“He must be caught.”
Before the markers I’ve set disappear.
Aaron’s ashgray eyes, revisiting their target, flashed eerily.
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The lantern in the commander’s tent of the Stileich Empire quietly flared up.
Aaron, who had returned to the camp he had spent the previous night at, sank deeply into his chair.
The light swaying with the slight wind flickered like the hem of a black cloak.
His body, casually resting with one hand on his chin, had a sharp gaze directed at the red lantern.
What is their identity?
Their cooperative operation to seize weapons was not of the ordinary rebel level.
Their onslaught indicated sufficiently that they were welltrained elite soldiers.
Yet their leader wore a mask on their face and wrapped their whole body in a cloak.
As if hiding something.
What are they really hiding?
Lost in deep thought, Aaron was brought back to reality by Collin’s call.
“Commander. The search party has arrived.”
At Collin’s call, Aaron rose and moved his steps outside the tent.
Fires lit around the camp brightened it like daytime.
Aaron, surveying the surroundings, asked in a low voice.
“Is this everyone?”
“These are the ones worn out. A significant number have already slipped through our encirclement.”
Collin, while reporting, gestured to his subordinates.
Upon his order, the imperial soldiers dragged the prisoners forward with brutal hands.
“It seems they were unable to escape due to injuries.”
Aaron, listening to Collin’s explanation, scanned the prisoners sharply.
The twentynine prisoners appeared to be in discomfort due to wounds all over their bodies.
One had a splint on his leg, another had a piece of red cloth wrapped around his head.
Their weary eyes and disheveled attire indicated that they were no less affected than the imperial soldiers.
“He’s not here.”
The black mask.
Always the first to appear and the last to disappear.
The one who evaded swiftly even after taking his gunshot.
The black mask was not among the prisoners brought in.
That fact sank Aaron even deeper.
To shake off his unpleasant mood, Aaron gripped his sword and tapped the shoulder of the nearest prisoner.
“You’ve got nerve. Daring to attack the imperial army.”
“Bastard. You dare to gobble up another’s country.”
The insulted prisoner lost his temper and stretched out his bound body.
Aaron stared at the prisoner, who was still aggressive even while bound.
“You don’t seem to understand your situation……”
Without drawing his sword, he jabbed the prisoner’s abdomen strongly with the blunt sword hilt.
“Uhuk.”
The prisoner couldn’t bear the strong shock transmitted to his stomach and collapsed onto the ground.
Aaron looked down at the squirming prisoner with a smirk.
“It’s natural for a weak country to be devoured by a strong one.”
Exhaling slowly, Aaron scanned the prisoners.
His gaze, sweeping around, stopped at one point.
One who kept his composure in this situation and didn’t avoid eye contact.
At a slight chin gesture from Aaron, an imperial soldier led him to the commander.
“Affiliation?”
“As a citizen of the Iorenti Kingdom, I came to protect my homeland.”
Aaron looked down slightly at him, who answered stubbornly.
The gleam in his gray eyes was eerie, even in the darkness.
“I acknowledge your noble intentions. Then who’s your leader?”
“The leader is……me. I gathered and commanded the army.”
Aaron gave a sneer and tapped his head with the hilt of his sword, thump, thump.
The man who had been struck in the head had a look in his eyes that was tinged with humiliation.
“You’re their leader?”
Aaron, who spoke in a plain tone, drew a sharp sword from his sheath.
And he slowly leaned his body toward the man who claimed to be the leader.
Aaron stared directly at the man and brought the sharp point of the sharpened sword close to his eyes.
The moonlight reflected by the sword got caught in the man’s eyes.
The blue light he had seen during the day lingered over the man’s brown eyes like an afterimage.
“This is quite interesting.”
Aaron gripped the sword in his hand even tighter.
Remembering the lakeblue eyes, he felt as if his throat was burning with a terrible thirst.
“I’ll ask again. You’d better answer correctly this time. Who’s the leader?”
The man swallowed dry saliva at the cold voice seeping into his ears.
If he moved slightly wrong, his eye would be cut by the sword blade.
He clenched his fist tightly, but he couldn’t hide his trembling eyes.
“I, I…”
His eyes were bloodshot as he forcefully held back the urge to close them.
“I, I’m the leader.”
“Really?”
Aaron slowly scanned him.
The voice that trembled with anxiety even while answering.
The innocence that hesitated while seeking answers.
Even the obstinacy that did not betray its master despite shaking with fear.
Who on earth is he?
He became even more curious about their master.
Aaron sheathed his sword and reached out to pat the man’s head.
As if praising a loyal dog.
“Your heart for your master is good… but you need more practice to lie.”
Aaron stood up slowly, watching the man’s hand trembling with humiliation.
“Tie them all to the stake outside the camp. In a place that is very visible.”
At Aaron’s command, the imperial army that had been waiting moved swiftly.
A cold smile rose to Aaron’s lips as he watched the men being led away.
“Now that the bait has been set, it’s time to really hunt.”
It was time to start hunting in earnest.
When yandere male lead believes she loves him — but she never did
“How dare you!”
“How dare you make me love you, only to cast me aside as nothing more than a friend?!?
“I will never accept that.”
“I will never let you return to him.”
“Even if I have to burn myself to ashes.”
“Even if I must shatter my purity, my dignity, my very soul.”
“I will never let you escape me!”
This was the first novel that introduced me to the matriarchal genre. I’ve read it three times already!
At first, the male lead despised the female lead. Later, he misunderstood that she liked him, so he condescendingly and reluctantly reciprocated her feelings.
Then, he suddenly discovered that she was kind to everyone in the same way, and there was already someone she cherished in her heart, and that person was not him.
The male lead couldn’t believe it, he became angry and crazy. He was determined to capture her body and heart by any means necessary.
Synopsis:
Want to see how a green tea bitch male lead falls in love with the female lead?
Want to see how he flirtatiously pursues the female lead?
Want to see how he gets slapped in the face repeatedly?
The male lead is a green tea bitch, a poisonous lotus, jealous, ruthless, unscrupulous, with a venomous heart, and he’s also a delusional maniac.
The female lead is righteous, positive energy-filled, kind, a holy mother.
Let’s see how two people with extreme personalities come together~
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