Romance RPG V1C23: Part Twenty-three

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Romance RPG

Original novel in Chinese by: 御我 (Yu Wo)


Part Twenty-three—translated by Minna (proofread by Trespasserby; C/E edited by lucathia)

He didn’t really seem to care much about the price of the dress. When Edward casually waved his hand, the two people behind him immediately took out a wallet and moved toward the store clerk. When she saw that he really was about to pay for her, Meng shouted loudly, “Wait! What are you doing?”

Surprised, Edward replied after hemming and hawing, “I believe… In my opinion, it’s very rude to let a lady pay, so you shouldn’t worry about the expenses of the dress. Just take it as compensation for not being able to welcome you appropriately last time.”

“You can’t do that!” Meng said quickly.

“Meng?” Sword Spirit never thought that Meng would interrupt his carefully planned set-up. The dress was already within grasp, too.

But Meng was very determined. “This is my very first dress, so I want to buy it myself. I don’t want it to be some sort of small compensation.”

Sword Spirit was taken aback. “But we don’t have any money.”

“We’ll come here again tomorrow morning and ask the boss to let me work here, so that I can make up for the money. I want to earn it myself.” Meng seemed to be very resolute and left no room for discussion.

Sword Spirit, who was used to Meng not having any opinions, was majorly surprised by her determination this time. Who would have thought that Meng would be so persistent about this kind of thing, that because it would be her first dress, she would want to buy it herself? But Sword Spirit wasn’t able to scold her. Quite to the contrary, he appreciated this way of thinking.

“Is that so?” Someone refusing his presents also appeared to be a first for Edward. He didn’t mind. Rather, it was a novelty for him.

Meng nodded at him.

Edward showed a brilliant smile. “On that note, I wish you a pleasant time at work. I’ll be coming again a few more times. I hope to meet you here again.”

Seeing Edward’s brilliant smile, Meng had long been frozen on the spot and could only nod her head slowly. At the same time she thought to herself, If only a certain person would smile at me like that…

The store clerk said in an exaggerated fashion, “If even Your Highness says so, okay, okay, you can work here to earn the money for the dress. I’m sure even the boss wouldn’t dare to go against the prince’s wishes.”

When she heard that she was hired, Meng was so happy that she threw Sword Spirit into the air and shouted joyfully, “That’s great!”

“Hey hey hey, you ugly woman, what do you think I am! I’m a sword. Careful, or you’ll cut your hand!” Sword Spirit yelled worriedly. In his heart, however, he was happy for Meng.

After the warning, Meng’s eyes widened, and she watched the sword fall from midair. She didn’t catch him, but shrieked and dodged, letting Sword Spirit clash onto the floor. A metallic clang sounded through the room. As he yelped in pain, he said through clenched teeth, “You lousy bitch!”

Meng quickly picked him up and apologized endlessly, but Sword Spirit was so angry that he didn’t want to forgive her.

By the side, Edward was smiling happily.

Face solemn, Meng held the sword while two men stood beside her with the same serious expression. Their attention was focused on the same thing. Meng breathed in deeply and after she focused her eyes, the sword in her hand glided out in a straight and precise line. A long, ripping sound could be heard, and happy expressions appeared on the faces of the two men by her side.

Beads of sweat dripped down from Meng’s face, and the men quickly gave her a towel she could wipe her sweat with. Meng’s movements grew quicker. Only the sword’s afterimage could be seen, the ripping sounds unending.

At last, she slowly put away her sword, and her mouth drew into a satisfied smile, as the two men gathered to take a look.

“Great! The cloth has been cut cleanly and precisely, even better than being cut with my golden scissors,” said the boss with endless praise.

The store clerk added on his compliments as well. “Amazing. You cut exactly along the lines the boss drew. Even though I’ve been doing this for many years, I can’t necessarily do any better than you.”

Meng lowered her head, embarrassed by the many compliments. Sword Spirit also opened his eyes and shouted proudly, “That’s because I have such a sharp edge!”

“Ah, I see Prince Edward has arrived,” the store clerk announced gleefully. At the same time, he exchanged a knowing glance with the boss.

“This early?” Surprised, Meng turned her head, but there was no one in sight. Turning back, she saw that the boss and the store clerk were suppressing their laughter.

“You foolish woman.”

Sword Spirit couldn’t refrain from grumbling. He was very annoyed about Meng hurriedly turning her head as soon as the name Edward was mentioned.

“Meng.” Edward’s voice really came from behind Meng this time.

Turning around with some shock, Meng saw Edward’s perfect smile right before her eyes. She asked, dumbfounded, “Why are you here so early today?”

Edward’s smile became even more radiant. “I finished my work earlier than usual because I wanted to come here as soon as possible.”

“Oh.” Meng lowered her head in shyness and continued cutting her cloth, but she didn’t notice that she was cutting the cloth into shreds.

Edward was also looking at the pile of cloth with a happy smile. Moreover, after the cloth couldn’t be cut into any more pieces, he even took another one and laid it down in front of her, so that Meng could continue with her way of shredding the cloth into tatters, without paying attention to what she was actually doing.

“Ugh.” A moment of inattention led to her overlooking Sword Spirit’s eyes and mouth. He directly banged against the table’s surface. However, Meng herself obviously didn’t notice Sword Spirit’s wail.

“You have to come to the ball,” Edward couldn’t help reminding Meng.

“Okay…”

Even though Meng grew even shyer with her head lowered, Sword Spirit, who was in her grasp, could see everything very clearly. Actually, he should be delighted that Meng had captured the prince’s attention—it was practically a miracle—yet, he was definitely unhappy. Meng being spaced out made him unhappy; her reddening face made him unhappy; every word Meng used to answer Edward made him unhappy!

Illusions, Lies, Truth V1C4: Lu Yang Part 3 – Qing Wei Gong

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Illusions, Lies, Truth Volume 1: Human Doll Contract Part One

Original novel in Chinese by: 御 我 (Yu Wo)


Chapter 4: Lu Yang Part 3—Qing Wei Gong—translated by Raylight (proofread by Trespasserby; C/E edited by lucathia)

“Umm… Ziya? Ziya?”

Jiang Ziya was in the middle of stocking the books on the bookshelf when he suddenly heard his name. He then automatically turned to look.

A man wearing an apron, with hair in a small ponytail and a pair of golden-framed glasses on his face, said helplessly, “You have already put that pile of books onto the bookshelves and taken it off numerous times.”

Jiang Ziya froze, and then quickly put the books back on the bookshelves. He said, “I’m sorry, Boss. I was zoning out.”

The person in front of him was the owner of Jiu Ge Bookstore, Fu Taiyi. He asked in concern, “What’s wrong? I seldom see you so absent-minded.”

“Nothing. Maybe I just slept too late yesterday…” Jiang Ziya said, feeling a little guilty. However, it was also the truth. Last night, thinking about the issue with Xiao Xue had made him unable to fall asleep, and he didn’t know how long he had lain there before he had truly fallen asleep.

Continued

39—Legend of Sun Knight V1C3: Secret… Part 1—The Debt Owed by Whom

39—Legend of Sun Knight Volume 1

Original novel in Chinese by: 御 我 (Yu Wo)


Chapter 3: Secret… Part 1: The Debt Owed by Whom – translated by lucathia (proofread by Lala Su and Arcedemius; C/E edited by Raylight)

Today was the day of Teacher’s return.

Elaro was extremely happy. There were many questions he wanted to ask his teacher. Although he was very worried that Hungri would get punished, and that it might even result in him getting replaced, Elaro believed that his teacher would be able to prevent something like that from happening. Therefore, he was actually not all that worried that Hungri would be replaced.

Although he knew he should not rely on his teacher—after all, someone his age should already be assuming responsibility—Elaro currently had too many worries. That included Hungri, who didn’t want to see his face at all and was constantly avoiding him. The Judgment Knight Platoon was even helping Hungri avoid him. This gave Elaro quite a big headache. In addition, he was always busy with a lot of things whenever the Twelve Holy Knights weren’t at the Holy Temple, so he simply wasn’t able to think of any good solutions, or find time to discuss things with Hungri.

For example, Elaro was currently walking along the corridors of the palace. Only Dili followed behind him. Although he was already busy enough recently, if the king wanted to see him, he still had no choice but to set aside all of his tasks and go to the king’s court as quickly as possible.

When he reached the hall’s doors, Elaro smiled at the two royal knights guarding it. They did not smile in return, but Elaro wasn’t unhappy because of that. The royal knights had always been this way, and his teacher even claimed, “Originally, they were already as unyielding as rocks. After getting a good king, their hardness is now rivaling diamonds!”

Continued

Romance RPG V1C22: Part Twenty-two

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Romance RPG

Original novel in Chinese by: 御 我 (Yu Wo)


Part Twenty-two—translated by XianBang (proofread by Trespasserby & Erro; C/E edited by lucathia)

Meng walked out somewhat shyly, a pink satin evening gown clinging gently to her body. The graceful satin material made her ordinarily too-slender appearance charmingly gentle. Her puffy dress and long, plain hairstyle, in addition to her shy blush, brought out an endearing air. Although not as gorgeous as Marisa, she had a different kind of attraction that made people involuntarily want to protect her.

“Every woman knows how to transform.” Sword Spirit was shocked. He could scarcely believe that she was the same white and blue slipper-wearing woman who had hair like an auntie.

Meng was a little nervous. She tugged at her hem and adjusted the satin of the bodice, then cautiously asked, “Does this look good? Is it a bit too cute?”

Only after Meng repeated her question several times did the intently staring Sword Spirit finally realize she was talking to him. A little embarrassed, he turned his eyes away and carelessly answered, “It’s passable. Go with that.”

”Oh,” said Meng, her head drooping. She returned to the dressing room to take the dress off. When she walked out again, the store clerk hastily took the dress and started packaging it. When he was done, he rubbed his hands while quickly saying, “This dress looks very nice on you. The price is also reasonable. It’s a wise choice to buy it.”

When she heard the word “price,” Meng immediately widened her eyes, cautiously asking, “How… how much does this cost?”

Continued

Dominion’s End V2Prologue: Behind the Door

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Dominion’s End Volume 2: Aberrant City

Original novel in Chinese by: 御 我 (Yu Wo)


Prologue: Behind the Door—translated by Elkin (proofread by EvlNabiki & Arcedemius; C/E edited by lucathia)

Dog-shaped aberrants like those five that had transmuted from humans had actually been quite common. Of course, that was in reference to my previous life. The reason so many people turned into dog-type aberrants was probably because the animal many people were most familiar with was the domestic dog.

Later, those aberrants would evolve into a tribe known as the Dogman. They were widely feared, not for their strength, but for their tendency to move in packs. Whenever you encountered them, there was never just one or two, nor was it even a matter of one or two dozen. There would be at least one or two hundred!

But I only knew about the Dogman from hearsay. If I’d encountered them back then, I would probably have become Jiang Shuyu much earlier. Then again, if this world’s Jiang Shuyu hadn’t been hit on the head by a tile, would he still have woken up one day as Guan Weijun?

If there was a Jiang Shuyu in my original world, did he ever wake up from his head injury…?

“Shuyu!”

Continued