Chapter 20
Translator: True Detective
### Chapter 20: Situation Terminated
Leaving Delmar behind, escaping the entrance of the separate building and crossing the garden leading to the main building, it was then.
Urgent footsteps were heard from afar.
It's Yveline.
*'I'm saved.......'*
If it's Yveline, she'll handle the situation somehow.
She ran with her breath reaching the tip of her chin and blocked my front.
The pupils visible through her tangled pink hair are trembling finely.
"Rihan! Are you okay? What on earth.......!"
Her gaze lingered on Duke Cassian carried on my back for a very brief moment.
For an ordinary child, it would be normal to scream first upon seeing her fainted father.
But her eyes seemed busier scanning my appearance.
I staggered and put Cassian down on the floor.
I feel like my waist is going to break.
"Don't worry. Probably...... there won't be any danger to his life."
Eleanor adjusted her strength too.
Actually, since I didn't hit this man directly, there shouldn't be a big problem.
The problem is me.
It really hurts so fucking much.
As expected.
Before I could even finish speaking, something surged up from inside my chest.
"Cough!"
Drip, drip—.
Clear blood drops fall to the floor.
It seems all the blood vessels inside my body burst.
I put my hand to wipe it but.
The fresh blood didn't stop and burst out endlessly from my nose and mouth.
*'Ah......, this is really dangerous. Aren't I really going to die at this rate?'*
Using Kotodama one more time when I didn't even have mana because of that stupid Delmar is the root of the trouble.
Overusing the authority that twists principles with a shabby physical body, there is no way my organs are fine.
Phew. I can't do it a second time.
"Rihan! Rihan! What do I do, blood......! You can't die!"
Yveline screamed and hugged me.
"Someone hurry! Bring a doctor right now! Right now!"
The faint scent of roses emanating from her embrace tickles the tip of my nose.
It's nice but.
There is no leisure to enjoy it.
My vision spins and it feels like the world is turning upside down.
"Yveline, can't you hug me a little gently......?"
It was then.
*Clang—!*
A sharp metallic sound split the cool night air at once.
The Knight Commander, who ran over belatedly after hearing the commotion, thrust a cold sword at my neck.
"What did you do to His Grace the Duke! You impure element bastard!"
Clear murderous intent dwells in the Knight Commander's eyes.
True, an unidentified blood-covered researcher who popped out of the separate building at night carrying the family head.
Even if it was me, it's a visual that I would have stabbed with a sword first and asked questions later.
"Put that sword away."
Yveline, who was holding me, slowly raised her head.
"I command you as the Princess. If you don't put away that dirty sword right now, I will erase your family's name from this Empire with my own hands."
The magic power emitted from her body heavily crushes the night air.
*'.........Bloody.'*
When she is on my side, she is infinitely reliable but.
To others, it's a momentum befitting the ruthless villainess of Estal.
I racked my brain desperately.
What should I do?
Use Kotodama one more time to forcibly terminate the situation?
No, it's a crazy act.
My organs are already completely twisted due to overload.
I don't even have a single grain of mana to squeeze out.
I should at least explain what happened.
Because of the blood clots pooling full in my mouth, my tongue stiffens and words don't come out.
It was the moment I barely opened my mouth.
"......Put the sword away."
A heavy voice shaking the entire garden.
Cassian, who was collapsed on the floor, slowly raised his body.
A blue light trajectory wavers from his whole body, and a 7th Hierarchy magic power wave is emitted.
The Knight Commander swallowed his breath and hurriedly withdrew his sword.
"Your Grace......! Don't tell me, the 7th Hierarchy......!"
"There was simply a small accident while researching, so do not mind it. Everyone, step back."
Cassian's gaze headed towards me.
The family head directly became a shield for me.
*'Now I can faint, right......?'*
With the relief of surviving, the power of my tightly pulled consciousness snapped off.
*****
*Bolt!*
I swallowed a scream and raised my body.
*'......Did I die?'*
Fortunately, the sight spread before my eyes is not a dull afterlife.
Antique decorations and faint scent.
Looking around, it was definitely a guest room of the Estal Duke family.
My head is throbbing as if it's going to break and my stomach is twisting as if tap dancing.
*'Ah, it still hurts.......'*
Feeling my body, the clothes that were covered in blood were neatly changed to new ones.
I'll think about who changed them later.
Because there is a more important problem right now.
"Delmar, this son of a bitch......."
I must tattle to Cassian or Yveline later and pull him out by the roots.
Aiming flame magic at a person who is already on the verge of death?
That is not something a human should do.
But my body was too languid to demonstrate a revenge play right now.
Once to catch Senior Selene, and another time to make that crazy Delmar kneel.
Having smashed Kotodama twice in a day, there's no way my body is intact.
"Urp......."
It feels like mixing the side effects of general anesthesia with an unprecedented hangover.
It's too hard.
Looking next to the bed, Eleanor's doll was sitting upright looking down at me.
[Are you awake.]
A strangely worried appearance.
A cute hand like a cotton swab firmly pressed and wiped the cold sweat on my forehead.
As expected of Senior Eleanor!
In this harsh romance fantasy world, the only one I can trust is our Senior.
"Senior....... I'm healthy, right? My soul didn't get ground away anywhere, right?"
[For doing a reckless thing, fortunately that didn't happen. If it weren't for my arrangement, you would have long become a handful of ash sweeping the basement floor.]
Phew, that's a relief.
I breathed a sigh of relief and asked.
"How long did I sleep?"
[You kept your eyes closed for a whole day. My eardrums suffered a bit listening to your hideous sleep talking.]
Slept for a long time.
Still, seeing that it's not a prison, it seems Duke Cassian definitely covered for me.
If that man has a conscience after I sent him to the 7th Hierarchy, he wouldn't send me to prison.
*'.........Wait a minute.'*
Suddenly, the most important fact came to mind, and I urgently searched my body.
"The bead? Where did Senior Selene's bead go?"
My clothes were neatly changed.
But no matter how much I search, the bead is not visible.
There is nothing in my hand right now.
Eleanor kept silent, lowering her gaze for a moment.
Ominous.
This silence, is too ominous.
"......What is it. Why are you not speaking? Don't tell me you lost it? After making such a fuss, you lost Senior Selene?"
[............]
"No, say something! It's a bead I made grinding even my soul!"
This can't be.
After making such a fuss.
I can't let Selene go so vainly like this!
Eleanor hesitated for a long time, then deliberately opened her mouth in a solemn voice.
[I absorbed Selene inside your body right now.]
"............"
Is this person really?
"No, you could have just said so right away, why did you hesitate so much! Making a person drop their liver!"
[Huhu, I wanted to try such a dramatic direction for once too. Your stupid expression was quite worth seeing.]
Looking at the playfully smiling doll, I grabbed the back of my neck.
Playing a joke on a person who gambled risking their life?
[Because your vessel is insufficient right now, you won't be able to converse immediately, but when your hierarchy rises and the vessel of your soul grows, you will be able to face Selene. Consider yourself thankful that my disciple resides within you.]
It seems I can't meet her right now.
Still, I feel relieved at the fact that I protected her.
By the way, she resides within me?
Does that mean I can also use the future foresight Senior Selene had?
Just as I was about to say one more word to Eleanor.
*Crash—!*
Someone barged in as the door opened as if to break.
It was Yveline.
She checked my condition with a pale complexion as if she saw a ghost.
Without measuring front or back, she ran over and hugged me tightly.
"......!"
I'm flustered.
No, beyond being flustered, my ribs hurt too much.
"Hey, Yveline. Why are you like this suddenly. I'm a patient, I can't breathe......."
"Shut up. Coming back alive from the brink of death, why do you talk so much."
Lightly swatting away my hand trying to push her, she rather put more strength and hugged me tighter.
Her body transmitted through the thin pajamas is trembling finely.
[My disciple is terribly slow-witted. Can you not even calculate how anxious that girl must have been?]
Eleanor's sneer heard in my head.
*'No, I'm human too so I know that much.'*
But it's because the situation is too unrealistic.
That villainess who concocted all sorts of schemes to claim the Crown Prince in the original work.
Is trembling like a child in my arms right now.
Yveline muttered lowly with her face buried in my shoulder.
"......Never again, don't try to die as you please without my permission."
"Got it, so let go for a bit first......."
"I'm serious. If you appear covered in blood one more time, then I will really tie you to the bed in my room and lock you up forever. Understood?"
Is this worry or a threat.
As expected, a bloody expression of affection befitting the Princess of Estal.
But seeing the back of her hand whose trembling doesn't stop, I couldn't bring myself to laugh.
I don't dislike her warmth wetting my shoulder either.
Well, I'm a man in the end too, right?
It means there is no reason to dislike an unrealistically pretty girl clinging to me.
I carefully raised my hand and hugged her back.
A faint scent of roses tickles the tip of my nose.
"Don't worry. I won't die. You know, I'm persistent."
Yveline raised her head slightly from my embrace.
She glares at me with the corners of her eyes swollen red.
With overwhelming beauty right in front of my nose, my heart rate is not normal.
I have to endure.
If I get intoxicated by this strange atmosphere and cross the line right now, I won't be able to handle the aftermath.
It was when I was desperately suppressing agony and awakening my reason.
"............"
Someone was standing beyond the open door.
It was Duke Cassian.
The expression of a family head directly observing in real-time the scene of his daughter hugging a foreign man on a bed.
I'm fucked. Fuck.
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