Chapter 130

Chapter 130

**The Full Force of a Wife’s (+99) Wrath!**

He thought of this as he slumped into the leather chair that looked far too expensive for a mere guard captain. He pulled out a smoking pipe.

It was a trendy item among nobles recently, something he had acquired at a high price.

Click.

As he was lighting it with an ornate magical tool that did little more than act as an expensive matchstick…

Knock, knock.

A light tapping came from the door.

“Captain, your wife is here to see you.”

“Tell her I’m too busy right now.”

“…Yes, understood.”

He frowned and sighed deeply.

“Tsk, she should’ve stayed docile like when we first got married…”

The guard captain’s wife had been a maiden from a neighboring village, famous for her beauty. Not only that, but she was also good at household chores, demure, and even prepared warm water to wash her husband’s feet when he came home.

For such a woman to come all the way to her husband’s workplace, despite knowing it was improper, could only mean one thing: the guard captain’s infidelity.

Not long after their wedding, she became pregnant. She was overjoyed, feeling as though she had the whole world, but misfortune struck too easily.

About a week after she began refusing her husband’s advances for the sake of the child, horrible noises started coming from the room next door.

Her husband had brought a prostitute into their home and was enjoying himself in the next room. Even when his wife, shocked and collapsed to the floor, saw this, he didn’t stop. The shock caused her to miscarry.

She cried endlessly as she looked at the bloody mess between her legs. The guard captain, seeing his wife like this, beat her, saying she couldn’t even take care of one child, and then suggested they try for another.

This was when the woman, who had nearly lost her mind, threatened to kill herself by holding a knife to her throat. Losing the woman he had spent so much money to bring home would be bad enough, but if her body were found at home, it would cause a massive stir among the townsfolk.

If this news reached the ears of those eyeing his position as guard captain, he might have to step down.

The guard captain tried to tame her with his fists, but there’s nothing stronger than a mother who has lost her child.

She pressed the knife so deeply into her throat that blood began to drip, showing she was truly ready to end her life, and the guard captain had no choice but to back down.

He arrogantly assumed that she wouldn’t get far.

What he hadn’t considered was that her family was wealthier than he had anticipated. When he courted her, he had practically crawled on the ground, promising her the world, only to forget all of it once they were married.

The woman fled back to her family, but she wasn’t warmly welcomed. At that time, society didn’t look kindly on women who left their husbands, and she was even scolded for not accepting his infidelity.

But that was the extent of her punishment. Her father, who doted on her, eventually hugged his tearful daughter and told her to divorce the trash of a husband.

Divorce was technically allowed in the empire, but it was rare. The amount required to be paid to the state for an approved divorce was exorbitant. Fortunately, her family was wealthy enough to cover the cost.

A woman who had lost her purity and had experienced a miscarriage was unlikely to marry again, but given her exceptional beauty, she could potentially find new love at least once more.

A divorce required both parties to agree and sign the papers. Without the guard captain’s signature, they would remain married forever, forcing them to live together.

And so, the woman, with a group of guards assigned by her family, came all the way here to get those divorce papers signed.

The guard captain, however, saw her actions as nothing more than a whim or a ploy to gain the upper hand in their marriage.

“I’ll have to teach her a proper lesson when I get home.”

He puffed on his pipe and thought of his pretty wife.

A situation so horrifying it’s unimaginable in the gag world!

The gag filter began to work fiercely around the guard captain, who had been identified as an “enemy” by Lian.

Bang!

“Hey, you bastard!”

“Huh?”

His wife, now enhanced by the gag filter (+99), burst through the door, splitting it in half, holding a frying pan in one hand. The guard captain stared at her blankly.

The woman who used to quietly weep with a delicate face now looked so monstrous it reminded him of a fearsome creature. The frying pan she held in both hands was emitting a strange, smoky haze for reasons unknown.

Behind her, the secretary and guards lay collapsed on the ground, their heads covered in lumps.

“What the… What do you think you’re doing?”

The guard captain stuttered in shock.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

With each step she took, the building trembled, despite her light and frail body that he could easily lift with one arm.

Rustle…

In the meticulously clean room, dust inexplicably began to fall.

The simple wooden chandelier hanging from the ceiling swayed weakly.

Boom!

She stopped in front of his desk and slammed a white piece of paper onto it with authority.

“Sign it.”

“What? Why should I?”

Her voice, cold and unfamiliar, didn’t scare the guard captain. Instead, the shock snapped him out of his daze, and he even began to sneer as he looked at his wife.

“Do you know how much I spent to bring you here? You gladly took everything back then, and now you want a divorce?”

The woman, who had been raised to take pride in supporting her husband and wisely raising his children, had a strong sense of financial responsibility. She had sold every expensive gift he had given her, exchanged it for land, and kept it as part of her dowry.

Now, all those lands were in her husband’s name, meaning she had gained nothing financially.

The guard captain’s attitude of only remembering what he had given, not what she had received, caused the woman to feel rage boiling up inside her.

Had it not been for the gag filter, she would have collapsed crying in pity, but now she was the “ajumma,” a feared figure in this world. And she was the wife of a bastard husband.

The wives of men known for their infidelity and bad habits were notorious for being as tough as generals.

For this reason, she was currently in a state of extreme enhancement, both mentally and physically, earning her the title of “strongest.”

“When I tell you to sign, you sign!”

As she swung the frying pan in her hand, the guard captain confidently reached out to grab her wrist, expecting it to snap easily.

Crack!

Her hand moved with an eerie precision and delivered a ghostly blow to his head.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

“Do you think I’m a pushover just because I’ve been quiet?”

“Ugh! Stop it… Ack! Please, stop… Guh!”

Bang!

With each blow, his head was forced down until it finally slammed onto the desk with a loud thud. Blood trickled from his face. A delicate hand, clad in a white glove, grabbed a fistful of his hair and lifted his head.

With a face resembling that of a vengeful spirit, the woman spoke to the guard captain, who was now bleeding from his nose.

“So, what did you say, you bastard?”

“Huff, huff… How dare you…!”

Bang!

“Still need more?”

She slammed his head into the desk again, splitting it in half.

“Ugh…”

His vision swam as he staggered, trying to steady himself by clutching the ground. Humiliated, he tried to draw his sword. But at that moment…

Whoosh!

“Wha-what?!”

“Take this!”

The woman grabbed his legs, placed them around her waist, and began to spin like a top. The speed was so great that he became nothing but a blur, something unimaginable in the realm of dark fantasy.

“Aaaagh! S-spare me…!”

He couldn’t even finish his plea because she suddenly let go.

Crash!

He flew through the window and landed outside. In the gag world, it would have been like falling down a single stair, but here, it was a height that could easily break a bone.

Fortunately for the guard captain, he landed on the ground outside the first floor without major injury…

“Oww…”

But both his legs, which had been clutched by her, had snapped the moment she grabbed them, leaving him unable to stand.

Thud, thud…

The guard captain, his face pale, looked up at his wife descending the stairs. She still held the frying pan. The delicate body that had once only engaged in flower arrangement now appeared to possess muscles honed from years of training as a warrior.

Even her appearance seemed to have changed somehow.

“Hey.”

“You monster of a woman… You demon!”

“Still haven’t learned your lesson, have you?”

The guard captain could only shed pitiful tears as his wife applied a cobra twist (a pro-wrestling move) on him in the middle of the street. It was the moment when his influence, in every sense of the word, plummeted.

“Oh… A marital spat. Scary.”

Lian, who had been wandering around the village with Iris and Jess to buy supplies, shuddered as he witnessed the guard captain getting utterly beaten.

“A marital spat? That?”

Iris’s eyes were filled with confusion.

“A fight to determine the pack leader!”

Jess, in contrast, was delighted, comparing the scene to a battle to determine the leader of a pack.

End of Chapter.