My duke is Not Dead

Upon awakening, I found myself in a world straight out of the book “The End of the Abyss,” a narrative I had thoroughly explored. In this realm, Hee Jeon, the once-crowned prince depicted on the book’s cover, ruled with ruthless tyranny. Meanwhile, I, now an unnamed extra hunter, resided in a village besieged by relentless demon invasions, far from the capital where demon hunters couldn’t venture.

Encountering the mad prince might have been preferable to my current predicament. “This story lacks my favorite character!” I refused to accept my role until I finally crossed paths with the man who captivated me, despite my conflicting emotions about his absence. However, my attention swiftly shifted upon encountering another man who effortlessly piqued my interest.

“That man…” – Which man? The aristocrat? – He’s strikingly handsome. Laine struggled to contain her admiration, exhaling a breath she didn’t realize she had been holding.