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Blurb:
Almia grew up wild beyond human society for more than a decade.
When people asked her about feather-fan etiquette, scented records, giant factories, ruby wine, and the like, she had no idea what they were talking about.
The noble ladies looked down on her and mocked her to her face as they waved their splendid silk fans.
Duke Stegger planned to marry her off to the foolish young lord of a neighboring county, trading a princess without a shred of affection for a rare and noble defender of the faith.
Almia curled her lips.
Humans were rotten to the core, and full of themselves.
She lowered her head demurely, smiled, and agreed. Lifting her skirts, she boarded the train to meet her prospective marriage partner. But as soon as she stepped off, she saw a familiar face.
Her intended had traded his usual austere military uniform for a perfectly tailored suit. He stood quietly, poised and gentlemanly, no longer the aloof and innocent man she remembered.
"Hello, noble lady of Larman County."
He leaned down and whispered in her ear.
"It's been a long time, 'foolish young lord' of Geer County."
Almia smiled and replied with a sneer.
The cold, impoverished judge had transformed into an earl's heir, while the bloodthirsty master hunter had become a noble lady.
They both concealed their expressions and met gracefully beneath countless watchful eyes.
Once they were alone, Almia rose onto her toes and hooked an arm around his pale neck.
"Blood."
His long fingers bent slightly as he unhurriedly opened his pristine collar.
"It would be my honor."
Blurb 2:
In the Age of Mutation, monsters spread, the empire fractured, and a princess of a fallen kingdom fled through danger while concealing her identity.
She could blend into a ballroom as a lowly assistant maid, or lift her skirts and dance the most beautiful waltz on tiptoe;
She could bend down to hear the pleas of wandering paupers and raise her shackles to smash them before the gods, or charge across the battlefield with a rifle and hold the heads of the soldiers she had killed as she prayed.
Many people loved her, from noble counts to passionate young soldiers. They were all bewitched by her, and their love went unreturned.
"Madness, sickness, selfishness, possession. That's the real me."
Love is nothing but poor people's self-indulgence. Ambition and the desire to rule coursing through your veins, that's what makes you sexy...
She will become queen: power and desire
This story mixes a variety of elements, with a fantasy steampunk setting at its core. Welcome!
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Notes:
1. The beginning is a slow-burn road story.
2. The heroine is unconventional and grows over the course of the story.
3. There are headcanons everywhere. Please don't nitpick the details.
4. Everyone has different things they dislike. The author won't provide content warnings, so please take care!
(Blurb saved on 9/16)
Upcoming novel: Utopia GB
A corporate drone pulled an all-nighter and worked herself to death. That's bad enough, but why does she still have to work all night after transmigrating? And for the most inhumane, scam-ridden housing agency of all!
"Real estate agents? Not even dogs would do that job!"
Chen Dayu slapped her resignation letter against her rotten boss's forehead and stormed off.
Three days later, an officer from the Federation's Housing and Construction Department slapped a stack of penalty notices down in front of her:
"Hello. You've failed to pay your rent tax, environmental tax, air tax, single-person tax, and nine other taxes to the Federal Tax Bureau for three consecutive months. Under the law, you're being sent to the polluted zone for compulsory labor to work off your debt."
Chen Dayu picked up the thick stack of fines and hurried back to lick her boss's shoes.
"I'm sorry, boss. I was out of my mind the other day. Please give me another chance!"
The boss moved his shoe away and said meaningfully,
"Fine, one last chance. We have business in the Lower District, too. Go develop the market there, and you'll get a raise, plus room and board."
Chen Dayu burst into tears. "Thank you, boss."
"Hang every capitalist from a lamppost!"
Nobody told her the Lower District business was about containing haunted houses and renting them out again!
The ghosts saw a new sign appear on the houses they had occupied for years:
"Utopia LLC, Lower District Branch. Manager: Chen Dayu."
Ghosts: We've got a job.
Chen Dayu, looking at the bloodstained murder house: I'm done for.
Wait, why is there a down-and-out little chick in the corner?
Whatever, I'll save it while I'm at it.
Ghosts: Lord Ghost King!
"Little Chick": Shh. Tonight, I'll peck her eyeballs out.
Day three
Ghosts: Why hasn't Lord Ghost King come back yet?
"Little Chick": Don't worry. Tonight, I'll slit her throat.
Day N
The ghosts felt that their territory was taking on more and more of that human homey atmosphere called "cozy."
Ghost A: I don't like this style.
Ghost B: It's so ugly it gives me goosebumps.
Ghost C: This throw pillow is hideous. I'm taking it home and destroying it!
Ghost F: Why hasn't Lord Ghost King come back yet?
The "Little Chick," the Ghost King: Don't @ me. I'm incubating eggs.
A dead-inside corporate drone heroine, Dayu, x a cold-faced, adorable little chick guy, incubating eggs
Theme: Protect nature and cherish life.
Today I was carrying sacks at the construction site. I carried them three times in one go. The co-worker said, "You are quite capable of carrying it." I instantly burst into tears of disappointment, "Yes, I can carry everything, but I can't help but want to give the author new tricks to collect." "The Strategy for Mistaking Your Rival for a Tsundere" has been released! Come and take a look(///▽///)
It can be said that I have not read such an uncomfortable novel in many years. In terms of the overall structure, the first thing to admit is that the setting is very interesting. The problem is that the author's wording is far greater than his ability to tell the story, and telling the story well is the most basic requirement of a novel. The world view is interesting but it is not further developed. The entire early stage of the story is just like watching a riddle story and guessing. If the early stage of a novel does not rely on a basic world view and character development but relies on vague riddles, it will be difficult to attract readers to continue reading. The early story is like a mess, with threads here and there. Another point is that the scene transitions throughout the novel are extremely blunt, especially the many transitions from the previous conversation to another conversation between another pair of characters in another scene without a scene, which makes people very confused. This confusion made me wonder countless times whether a small paragraph was missing in the middle or whether I had missed something. This kind of twist method can be used, but the many such abrupt transitions and the author's Riddler style also made it more uncomfortable for me to watch. Let's talk about the plot in detail. The initial cold and solemn character of the male protagonist did not stick to it and was quickly overturned. His later identity was not well explained and was just brushed aside. The character of the heroine is a bit of a scammer. She was mysterious in the early stages and ridiculously weak in the middle, but suddenly started to get stronger in the last few chapters. I agree that some plots are used to shape the image of the heroine and make her make some changes (no detailed analysis due to spoilers), but these plots can be carried out without destroying the heroine's character. It's really awkward to see the heroine being cautious and careless, strong and weak, sometimes relying on men and sometimes being independent. These contradictions in details make me doubt the author's ability to grasp the characters. The part where the heroine learned to be a moralist seemed completely unnecessary in the later stage. After Miss Lily lost contact, the gap was not filled in the later stage, and the story of Lily and the heroine's mother did not unfold. And at the beginning, the journey embarked by Hai Dongqing and Yin did not mention the ending until the end. What is the purpose of the fox? The conflicts between the groups of E. Even in the later period, the space occupied by E was not large. From the moment the heroine stepped into the battlefield, it was as if there was no E in the world. The suppression in the later period was also on the human level. So, has the main contradiction in this world view become royal power and divine power? So why was the heroine set as a human-evil hybrid in the first place? Is the purpose of this setting just to use her blood to kill the popes later? Isn't it a bit of a waste of such a good worldview? Let's further ask: Why does the heroine need to suck blood? Why don't other E's drink blood? Why can his blood kill E's? There are too many other questions, such as how was the heroine able to steal the hero's dome? What role does Li Daofu play in this article? It's a pity that the author would rather spend time on every pitiable supporting character, for example, paving the way for Garcia for so long just to let him die on the battlefield, instead of spending more time on supplementing the completeness of the plot and improving the world view. I don't know if it's a matter of ability or attitude. I agree that there are supporting characters to complete the plot, but more similar tragic experiences will not add points to a project that is already close to a perfect score. I also regret that the author created too many additional characters' tragic lives just to promote the integrity of the heroine.
... The second half of this book does not seem to be about the same thing as the first half, and the male and female protagonists do not seem to have the same personality.
I always feel that the ruby is the one sold by the heroine
Thanks to the author, thanks for free
Damn it, to be honest, I am on the same line as the heroine at this moment. Lord Judge, this is arrogance.
I feel like I don't understand it, the world view is so big
The world view is really good. If the ink ratio and narrative rhythm of the main and supporting characters can be carefully polished, I would be willing to buy the physical version.
As an aside, soot is difficult to clean, but you can use cleansing oil to remove it.
Ahhhhhh, money!