Transmigration As A Deruth Henituse.
All I could see, was darkness as a strong sound hit my ear.
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"husband?"
I opened my eyes, saw the face of a beautiful brown haired woman.
'What did she call me? Where am I? Are those bastards playing a prank?'
My mind is messed up.
"Husband! are you okay? You got injured while practicing your martial arts."
I frowned.
"Who are you? Who are all of them?"
Violan's hands trembled hearing that.
"Bring the healer here immediately! He hit his head hard, he must have lost his memory."
Violan quickly gave orders and the servants followed.
'Why are they so noisy? I didn't really know them from the start.'
I looked in the mirror in the room.
'......'
Shit! Whose body is this!?
Note: I'm not really goot at English. And I using a transition for help.
