Summoned by a Pretend Villainess
[Status: Completed /02/14/24] Synopsis: When Monarki found herself tied inside a dark castle dungeon, she merely thought that it was all just a product of her dream. But when knights appeared in front of her and ordered her to be dragged to the guillotine, she realized how intense and terrifying her dream was. Determined to go on and witness where her silly dream will take her, she obediently puts her neck under the blade that screams her death. “Death to the sloth! Execute the lazy bitch!” She was convinced that it wasn’t real, but when the coldness of the blade touched her skin, the heart-wrenching cries and tear-stained faces of her loved ones filled her vision. She finally realized that her lethargic and boring life as Monarki had ended, and her new identity in that unfamiliar world where magic and monsters exist began. However, the lingering soul of the body’s owner, Luna, seemed to have wanted her body back. Will Mona allow her to reclaim her life once more? Or will she fight for her own life, despite the truth that nothing belonged to her in that world? “What can I offer for you to feel belong in this world?” Asked by the Grand Duke who wanted her to stay. The man gave his heart instead, now owned by Monarki. Join Monarki to unravel the mysteries revolving around her transmigration, and find out why her soul, of all people, was the one who got summoned. *** This is my first story so I can assure you that I'll finish it no matter what^^ The novel will focus on Mona's adventure as she unravels the mysteries revolving around her and Luna's identity. Romance is quite slow, but it will gradually focus on that, so please keep reading^^ Thank you! - Cover is mine^^
123. Frozen Nation
As Yunis ordered, Luven flew to the highest peak of the highest mountain. He swiftly landed on the ground. Without so much ado, he gathered wind beneath his feet and positioned the bow and the golden arrow, then he jumped with his all might, the power of the wind pushing him higher and higher.
When he reached the highest altitude the wind could push him, he released the arrow, focusing his last remaining wind magic behind it, pushing it upward until it reached the thin barrier.
To his dismay, the arrow seemed to slow down, but Luven couldn't bear to lose that single shot, thus, the smallest amount of mana he used to control the wind to lift him, was added to the force pushing the arrow, leaving Luven with no support.
As he fell faster like raindrops, he prayed for the arrow to reach the white sheet of the barrier. But the arrow just slightly touched it. Luven felt devastated after seeing the golden arrow fall along with him.