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EUN: IF YOU CLICK ON THE PICTURE, IT GETS BIGGER
BELLE POUPÉE
9. The Superhuman Heroine and a Glimpse of the Overwhelming Man
A soft glow began to emanate from the “Reversal Magic Tool” on Leticia’s finger. A magic circle appeared beneath her feet, and in the next instant, a blinding pillar of light shot upward.
When the light finally faded, standing there was a strikingly beautiful young man, with silver hair and cool blue eyes that left a lasting impression.
This was Leticia—her true form as the “Ice Dragon Emperor,” an S-rank mercenary knight of fearsome renown.
With a gentle sigh, she ran her fingers through her hair—and the store erupted with high-pitched squeals. Not of fear or panic, but of admiration.
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| YES! THAT'S THE FEMALE LEAD😭 |
Leticia’s—no, the Dragon Emperor’s—appearance was so breathtaking that it overpowered all other emotions. But Leticia, who was well aware of her own looks, remained unfazed by their reaction. To her, it was only natural.
The “Reversal Magic Tool” didn’t just alter her body—it even changed her clothing.
The delicate custom-made dress she wore for the founding anniversary banquet was now a sharp black tailcoat. Her hands were covered in pristine white gloves. While she was confident she could pull off any outfit, whether it suited someone else’s preferences was another matter entirely.
She turned and glanced toward Gilbert.
At first, he blinked in shock—but soon he murmured, “The Orelsean family heirloom…” recognizing the artifact. No further explanation was needed. A man of knowledge and insight truly was a treasure.
Leticia smiled at Gilbert while still in her Dragon Emperor form. He turned his face away, flustered.
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| NO! SRSLY WHAT'S THE SUPPOSED TO MEAN! THE BL TENSION IS CRRRAAAAZY! |
What was that reaction supposed to mean? (Leticia)
(He told me he wasn’t fond of Belle Poupée… Don’t tell me he prefers this form? That’s… complicated. Should I just become his husband instead? No, that might be going too far.)
As she tilted her head in thought, she casually commanded the ice dragons to subdue the men. With colorful cries of pain—gyah, urk, eeek—they were swiftly pinned against the walls and pillars like insects on a board.
“You—you're the Ice… What is the meaning of this!? Did you see through our plan and disguise yourself as the Doll Princess to get close to us!?”
“Haha! That’s one way to interpret it, but not quite. What you see is what you get. The Orelsean Belle Poupée and the Ice Dragon Emperor are both me—Leticia. I simply changed my appearance with a bit of magic.”
“You make it sound so easy… as if anyone can just change like that…”
The man slumped in defeat, his head bowed.
He had clearly lost the will to fight. No sign of resistance remained.
“The Dragon Emperor’s true identity has always been unknown… and if what you say is true, then I suppose it all makes sense. If people found out that the Orelsean Doll Princess was really this, there’d be more than a few who fainted from shock. But why? Why go out of your way to reveal it now?”
“No particular reason. It just seemed Gilbert-sama’s influence alone wasn’t quite enough, so I added a little something extra. Ruffians like you respond better to raw power than to nobility. It’s not about titles—it’s about force. That’s all.”
“…Huh?”
Anyone foolish enough to stand against Gilbert—a royal, the political might of the Orelsean family, and the overwhelming power of the Ice Dragon Emperor—would have to be someone with absolutely nothing to lose. Anyone with a shred of self-preservation wouldn’t even think to challenge them.
Even this man should have known that much. But perhaps that wasn’t what confused him most.
Leticia sighed, clearly bored.
“You’re dense. This is the shop my husband risked his life to protect. As his wife, of course I’d come to his aid. Do I really need a better reason than that? Once word gets out that I’m involved, most wouldn’t dare lay a hand on it.”
“W-Wife…?”
“Hah! I suppose it does sound strange, saying that in this form. Shall I change back, then?”
Another pillar of light rose, and the next moment, the delicate Belle Poupée stood once again where the emperor had been.
There could be no more doubt. Everyone now knew: the Orelsean Doll Princess and the Ice Dragon Emperor were one and the same.
“Now then, as I was saying—originally, I hid my identity because my mother, on behalf of the Orelsean family, tearfully begged me not to ruin my chances of marriage. But now that I have someone who’ll take me, and I’ll be leaving the family, that restriction no longer applies. Isn’t that right, Gilbert-sama?”
“Huh?”
“You’ll marry me, won’t you? My dear husband.”
Clearly not expecting the topic to turn to him, Gilbert flinched and looked at her in disbelief.
“You… you’d want me? Even though I’m… cursed like this?”
“Those eyes of yours are no curse.”
Leticia stepped forward, confirming all the thugs were incapacitated. She stood before Gilbert and lifted his chin, forcing him to meet her gaze. His crimson eyes wavered with confusion—but even that was beautiful.
To call something so breathtaking a curse—it was nothing short of blasphemy.
“I looked into it. Those born with such eyes often struggle to express their emotions. In other words, they don’t know how to rely on others. That’s why they tend to bottle things up. But I intend to accept all of you. You don’t need to hold anything back. Rely on me, as much as you like. I’ll make sure you’re happy.”
“Th-That’s…”
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| freaking adorable!! |
“Yes, I know. It’s not easy to suddenly open up, just because someone says so. But don’t worry. If you won’t let yourself lean on me, I’ll just have to force it out of you.”
“F-Force it out…? How… how would you do that…?”
“Hmm… good question. I’ll figure that out as I learn more about what you like, Gilbert-sama.”
Leticia’s thumb gently traced his lips.
Gilbert’s eyes softened, his reason beginning to melt away. He realized—this was someone who wouldn’t run, no matter how pathetic he looked. She wouldn’t abandon him, no matter how heavy his feelings were. She would accept it all.
At last, Gilbert understood the depth of his fiancée’s devotion. A faint smile formed on his lips.
Unshakable strength. Boundless compassion. And yet, the arrogance to steer everything toward her will, backed by absolute confidence.
With a flushed voice, he murmured, “You're… irresistible.”
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| ARE YOU ALL SEEING THIS!!!! HOW SINFUL!!! |
Leticia smiled, deeply pleased.
He would soon be clinging to her without a care for who was watching—no need for any force at all.
“U-Um, excuse me… but could you two maybe save that for later—?”
“I’m a bit busy wooing my husband at the moment. Kindly seal your lips—or would you prefer to have them sealed with absolute-zero ice?”
“Ugh…”
The man immediately shut his mouth, terrified at the prospect of his face getting frozen off. Everyone else in the store, Gilbert aside, also silently vowed not to make a single sound.
This wasn’t just a matter of “getting kicked by a horse for interrupting a romance.” No, the one standing before them could freeze them whole and keep them as trophies.
And the only one unaware of just how terrifying she was… was Leticia herself.
EUN: I FANGIRLED TOO MUCH WHILE TRANSLATING THIS!! seriously, the potential these two can have~!! A DOM FL and a ML that adorable!!! YASSS!!!!!!
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