CHAPTERS
Lucariel jumped high and landed on the windowsill of the floor where Iser was. At that moment, a sickening, blood-curdling stench that felt like it would turn his stomach inside out filled the air. “What is this...” Hell itself unfolded before his eyes. The hallway, littered with servants lying everywhere, was a sea of blood. Bright red blood pooled on the pure white marble floor, and the walls and ceiling were also stained with the same crimson hue. No one alive remained…- 180.0 K • Ongoing
- When I woke up, it was pouring rain. A pungent, metallic smell wafted up from the rain-soaked earth. The dark sky, obscured by storm clouds, made it impossible to tell whether it was day or night. "Ugh..." The fierce rain made it hard to open my eyes, and my thoroughly soaked body felt clammy. I sat up, groggily raising my body sprawled across the garden plot. Only then did I regain enough presence of mind to check the status window. Floating in mid-air, it illuminated the thick rain with a…
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- "What?" ...A monster appeared? Where? After looking around frantically, I finally spotted it. Something was lurking in the hallway. "...What is that? Something like a ginseng?" It really looked like ginseng, no exaggeration. The hallway was dim due to the thick, dark clouds overhead, but I could clearly see a ginseng root the size of a cat walking around on two legs. Its limbs were thin lateral roots, its torso a thick main root. And atop it all, a cluster of flowers sat where a head should…
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- The two Patjwis were in their late twenties or early thirties. They chuckled among themselves as they entered the room, then spoke one after the other. "You're heading out of the castle soon, right? Before you get on your carriage, cover the other one with a tarp. Looks like it’ll rain today." "Hey, yes, could you please..." Then the two men spotted me standing behind Seriha. When our eyes met, they both stopped in their tracks, their mouths agape. Their expressions were as if they'd seen a…
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- If you can find Mr. Kim in Seoul1, there's no way you couldn't find Seriha inside Hayut Castle. Even though it was night, it wasn't that late yet. Fortunately, Paf knew Seriha's whereabouts. I arrived at the room she mentioned, and knocked. Knock knock─ "Co-come in!" I recognized that delicate voice, and opened door. In that room, which the merchants used as a storeroom, was Seriha, working diligently like a Kongjwi.2 His head lifted from sorting goods, his expression was like a deer…
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- Even with the hint, I ended up saying nothing. This time too, Iser didn't rush me or reproach me. Iser's face as he ate breakfast was as serene as ever. It was actually me who was out of character. For some reason, it felt hard to strike up a conversation, and it took me a long while before I could finally speak. "Do you like strawberries?" Strawberries from the garden lay on the table. A few days ago, I'd found several green strawberries in the garden, and when I checked just now, two of them…
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- A reply came from Iser, who had been lying motionless. "...Yes." His voice was low and muffled. But it wasn't the voice of someone who'd just woken up. "When did you wake up?" "...When you came in from the balcony." That's a lie. Iser's posture and breathing hadn't changed before or after I went out to the balcony and came back in. Thinking about it now, it seemed like he'd been like that all night. So Iser had been awake all night. Just like me. Maybe he hasn't slept even once while…
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- Iser held a silver-colored letter envelope in his hand. It must have been tucked inside the holy book. Given Seriha's personality, I figured he'd written the letter to express his gratitude. I chuckled softly and held out my gloved hand. "Looks like Abel put it there." Iser said nothing. Clutching the envelope tightly, he just stared at my outstretched hand. …Does he not want to give it? I hesitated for a moment, then placed my outstretched hand palm-up on the table, as if to say, give it…
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- Especially for men, long hair is said to be hard to pull off, yet Iser managed it effortlessly. For starters, his hair itself was beautiful. Despite spending five years in confinement, starved, sleep-deprived, and barely seeing sunlight, his hair wasn't dry or brittle, it was soft and silky, with a healthy bounce. His waist-length, pale pink, straight hair always looked healthy. But honestly, it was all about his face. His jawline and nose bridge were sharp, yet his overall face shape was smooth, with…
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- It wasn't just a tickle, it was pain, I realized too late. My lips tingled as if stung by a bee. ...But that too was fleeting. The moment my lips left Iser's cheek, the pain vanished as if it had never been. Iser froze, cupping the cheek my lips had touched with his gloved hand. Trying to ease the awkwardness, I forced myself to speak casually. "I just wanted to tell you how I feel. But I meant to say it with words... I never intended to convey it like this." I scratched my cheek awkwardly…
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