CHAPTERS
It was late at night, so it took some time to find the fever reducer. “Th-this is the fever reducer we maids take. Th-this, please try this medicine first. If your fever still doesn't break, please tell me. I'll, I'll ask the duke to call the physician for you...” “Alright, I will. Thank you for getting it.” Paf handed me the fever reducer with a sleepy expression. Seeing her pitiful state, I lowered my eyebrows and gave a small smile. “Sorry for waking you. Go back to sleep…- 180.0 K • Ongoing
- A man with a kind and gentle appearance delivered a merciless kick to Koragon. At first, Iser thought he’d finally lost his mind and was seeing hallucinations, but the intense heat radiating from the man’s body made him realize he wasn't an illusion. Lucariel groaned like any other person and pulled away from Iser. But the way he released the embrace and stepped back was strangely cautious. Until now, they’d always just thrown Iser aside or shoved him roughly. ‘Is it you? Iser…
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- Golden sunlight seeped through the window, rippling across the floor of the annex at midday. That hour was meant to be little Iser's nap time. But Iser was always in the vegetable garden instead of his bedroom at that hour. Because every day, at that time and place, a secret friend waited for him. His sister, Isabelle, five years his senior, was Iser's only friend. The siblings mostly played in the dirt. Isabelle loved digging in the dirt. While digging, she would occasionally find pretty stones,…
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- The most authoritative holy book recognized as orthodox. The holy book contains the following passage: One day, the devil bestowed power upon the lava serpent Vulcanus, saying, "You shall bite and corrupt those beloved by Debiamas." The devil's minion, the lava serpent Vulcanus. The venom of that monstrous serpent causes those who manifest divine power to go berserk, ultimately driving them to ruin. Connecting this to the passage in the Hail Book, it must have been the power the demon…
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- It was now a familiar low, rough voice. The lamp's light swayed as hurried footsteps echoed down the hallway. At the end of a gasping breath, Iser appeared. When our eyes met, his pupils dark as the night sea in the shadows, I slowly lowered the hand that had been clutching my throat. I gasped for air like someone who’d been submerged underwater for too long and finally crawled onto land. Iser lowered the lamp slightly to look at my face. "What are you doing here? ...Are you hurt?" The…
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- That bizarre letter, filled with nothing but piles of butterfly carcasses, was really a love letter? But that wasn't particularly important. What mattered now was that my body was slipping out of control again. My fingertips tingled, and cold sweat trickled down the back of my neck. …Damn it. I had reopened that problematic envelope by myself. You probably know the result without me saying. If a few words made me tremble like this, imagine how I’d react to the real thing. But compared to…
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- Before attending the banquet, I prepared a roasted vegetable salad and chicken steak and had them delivered to the hideout. And now, the plates that had held the food were already spotlessly clean. Taking care of eating and even washing the dishes, how thoughtful. But the problem was me. I'm starving. The banquet ended abruptly, so I didn't get to eat properly. I need to eat something, or I'll be too hungry to sleep. Actually, ever since that first night I slept in the hideout, I've been…
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- "Hah..." I sighed and took Iser's hand again. Earlier, startled, I'd grabbed it barehanded, but this time it was my gloved left hand. Thanks to that, it didn't hurt. I gently wiped the blood from Iser's hand with my sleeve, and calmly confessed. "...I didn't want you to treat me. It wasn't just because it hurt." "...Then why?" "I thought you might hate it. But what were you thinking, puncturing your palm? I thought my heart would stop, you little brat." I said it playfully, but earlier, I…
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- More than that, what was that crimson power Atsula just used…? What exactly is it? …Is it aura? It was a world without magic, but with aura. Well, like most generic fantasy settings, aura was the absolute measure separating basic swordsmen from Sword Masters in this world too. In the original story, Isabelle had trained to master aura until she became a guard and appeared before Lucariel. She believed only a Sword Master could slice that insane psychopath's throat. But she eventually…
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- Iser stared at the hand I held out, the corners of his eyes slowly turning red. But only for a moment, then he shouted. "...Are you crazy?! We were talking about etiquette, and suddenly you propose...!?" His full lips trembled. I tilted my head slightly and replied. "You asked how much I remembered. So I told you. Because that's the only etiquette I remember." "...How is a marriage proposal etiquette?" "Marriage is a ceremony, so a proposal is etiquette too." "Haa..." Iser, who had…
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