《The Villain Dreams Of World Peace》 Chapter 0 Kaiton rode fast, the black satin cape flying with him. It was early at night, but the village at the southern border was quiet. There were no people on the streets, and no light leaked out of their houses. The village was holding its breath. It was because yesterday was the ¡°day¡± that everyone was afraid of. Once every six years, a star of disaster appears in the kingdom. On that day, darkness swallows everything. The light in the world, the magic power, the blessing of God disappears, and only the castles were left excited. It was only one day, but people crouched down scared by the darkness. After holding his breath quietly, he waited for the energy of the horse to run out. It was a golden opportunity for Kaiton, who had to move secretly. Only one house in the village was lightened up. It was a place where an unfortunate man who was born with great Pasio but could not show off his talent lived. What was his name? I think it was something like¡­ Kaiton thought of the man¡¯s name for a while and then quit. Because it doesn¡¯t matter who he is. Kaiton came to see this man to take his things back. If the man is lucky, he will die tonight, and if he is unlucky¡­ ¡°He¡¯ll become a demon.¡± Knock, knock. Who is it at this night? The man whose name Kaiton was trying to think of stared outside in surprise at the unexpected knock. It wasn¡¯t late, but it wasn¡¯t a good time for a guest to visit. Liam carefully opened the old wooden door, wary. ¡°Who are you, here on a Night of Mourning?¡± Liam, who opened the door without checking who the other person was, was surprised and his body hardened, falling into the thought of completing the magic work quickly. I think the Devil has come to the front door of my house. As the smooth glossy black mask moved toward his face, goosebumps sprang up from his spine. ¡°I came to get back the things that I lent you.¡± All I could see through the black mask was black eyes. I thought that those sad eyes were that of a Devil, but I could hear a human being. Again, the black cape fluttering in the wind proved he was human. However, Liam needed a lot of time to accept that the cold eyes that did not feel warmth were human eyes like him. ¡°B¡­I can¡¯t believe you lent me this. Who are you? I didn¡¯t get anything from My Lord. Did you get the wrong person?¡± Kaiton strode into the small house and stood in front of a small desk. On the desk, there was a magic sheet filled with numbers stretched out which Liam had been working on. ¡°That¡¯s pretty good. Unfortunately, you won¡¯t be able to complete it.¡± There is no way that the three-stage complex magic, in which the four magic are intricately intertwined, could have been grasped in that short time. Liam thought the unidentified man came to steal his masterpiece. ¡°Oh¡­ How can you say that? It¡¯s about to be completed. I don¡¯t know who you are, but I can¡¯t invite someone I don¡¯t know as a guest on a mourning night. So, please go back.¡± Liam opened the door and waited for Kaiton to leave. Then he couldn¡¯t stand it and secretly put his hand in the pocket of the old vest pocket. It was only when when the broken piece of bead stabbed his fingertip that he felt relieved. It was all thanks to the sculpture of the bead that Liam was able to draw a three-stage complex magic picture that would be a masterpiece of his life. It was only a fragment of a small piece of bead, but its power was enormous. The sculpture amplified his magic power explosively, allowing Liam to draw four superimposed three-stage magic. I had to pay a huge amount of Pasio, but it was not a waste. He considered it the luckiest thing to happen in life to have this sculpture in his hand. ¡°Aren¡¯t you going out? Should I call the guard?¡± ¡°I¡¯m sure I said I¡¯m here to find mine what is mine.¡± Black eyes flashed through the bizarre mask. It was darker and colder than the darkness of the night when the star of disaster rose. ¡°I can¡¯t believe it¡¯s yours¡­! What the hell do you mean borrowing¡­!¡± Liam tried to deny the idea that came to mind while gasping. That can¡¯t be¡­ I can¡¯t have¡­ Kaiton, who noticed Liam¡¯s realization, snorted and nodded. ¡°That¡¯s right. I¡¯m here to find the piece of Ur that you cherish in your pocket.¡± ¡°!¡± Liam wriggled as if lightning had struck him. ¡®¡¯A Fragment of U-Ur! W-What are you talking about? I have n-never t-t-touched such a p-peculiar thing! I can s-s-swear by the light of devotion of S-Sharan and Three Deities who watch over the k-kingdom.¡¯¡¯ Liam moved his stiff tongue and stuttered. Although he struggled to pretend to be calm, his heart was already beating like crazy. ¡®¡¯ ¡®I swear to Sharan¡­ ¡® Why didn¡¯t you swear to my name? If you had, I would have shown mercy in gratitude for taking my life.¡± Kaiton smiled fishily as he saw the man turning white as if he was dying. I didn¡¯t think it would be easy, but I felt bad after hearing the false oath that mentioned the names of the unpleasant. Whi-Ing~ As if representing Kaiton¡¯s mood, a cold wind blew and scratched Liam¡¯s arm. The sloppy windows of the old house did not stop the strong wind blowing on a quiet night. ¡°Really¡­ Really¡­ the lord is that person?¡¯¡¯ Liam struggled to pronounce the name of the disaster that came to him with his dry throat. ¡°Devil King Uru.¡± ¡°Yeah, I inherited that ugly name.¡± * * * Liam desperately ran along the windy southern border. I couldn¡¯t rest for a moment because the devil was closely following me. From the moment I got my hands on Ur¡¯s sculpture, I thought this day would come someday. Either caught in the eyes of Sharan and executed, exhaust Pasio to become a demon, or chased by the devil Ur. However, I had never imagined that the devil was a human being. No. Could a person with such eyes be called a human being? Did I hear a bad joke? Liam quickly ran away and poured attack magic on the King following him. He said he was the same person, so he thought it would be worth a try. In addition, don¡¯t I have a sculpture of Ur? It was ironic that he tried to press the devil with the power of the devil, but when he amplified the mana and attacked, it seemed that even Ure could not easily overcome it. However, this was only a delusion created for Liam. Kaiton was only driving Liam slowly to exhaust everything all the way to the last Pasio. Attack moderately enough to avoid and chase moderately enough not to lose hope. The more magic Liam uses, the more Pasio will accumulate in the sculpture. Eventually, Liam, who was running to the southern desert, grabbed his chest and collapsed. His face, shaking his teeth as if it were cold, turned white. It was evidence that his Pasio was running out. ¡®¡¯It¡¯s time to end this.¡± Kaiton, who was approaching slowly, bound Liam¡¯s shadow at once. Liam resisted with a growl, but it was impossible to get out of Kaiton¡¯s grasp, who had no intention of playing around. ¡°Don¡¯t come! Don¡¯t come!¡± Liam poured magic into the approaching devil again, but just now, he didn¡¯t get hurt even a little. Because Kaiton no longer allowed it. Liam realized that he had been completely played. ¡°What the hell are you¡­? Are you really a human being?¡¯¡¯ ¡°Yes, that¡¯s right. Human. Kalin Ur is like my grandfather¡¯s grandfather¡¯s-grandfather¡¯s-grandfather¡¯s grandfather¡¯s grandfather.¡¯¡¯ ¡°Kalin Ur is¡­You were a human? Ha¡­ The identity of the devil that confused the world is human¡­ Don¡¯t make me laugh. Then what the hell is this? What is this immense power if it¡¯s not the power of the devil?.¡± Liam opened his bloody hands and looked down at Ur¡¯s sculpture. There was a saying that the bead was the heart of the devil Kaylen Ur, and there was also a saying that it was the spirit of the devil. So, It said that if Pasio was offered to the marble, he would be able to lend the power of the devil. Liam confirmed it himself. The power of King Ur, who sucks in his Pasio and lends tremendous power. But it was hard to believe that the devil was a human. ¡°The sculpture of Ur is Kalin Ur¡¯s Pasio.¡± ¡°Ha¡­ Are you teasing me? I can¡¯t believe it.¡± Pasio was a symbol of human beings. Humans were the only beings in the world with Pasio. It was Pasio which allowed God¡¯s warmth to be breathed in so that weak humans could borrow and use Mana, the energy of God. Thanks to the breath of God that warms the heart, humans can use mana. The devil, the king of the spirits is the devil. If Ur was really the devil, he could use Mana freely, so there could not have been Pasio in him. ¡°Believe it or not, It¡¯s your choice.¡± Kaiton shrugged and snorted, and took the piece of Ur out of Liam¡¯s pocket which was bound to the shadow. It was easier than stealing candy from a child. The sculpture shone and Pasio flowed into Kaiton. ¡°Hmm¡­¡± Kaiton satisfactorily relaxed his shoulder and back muscles at the infiltration. The amount of Pasio, which was collected by the fearless Liam in the sculpture, was enormous. With this amount, it seemed that sufficient Pasio would remain even if you waste away an amount equivalent to a Castle. ¡°You collected it so diligently. All right, I¡¯ll give you a chance. Run away, far away. By now, Sharan¡¯s tracking team must be chasing you, but if you¡¯re lucky, you can survive.¡± Liam, who was released from the shadow, grabbed Kaiton¡¯s arm rather than running away. ¡°You think I¡¯d just let the devil go? I¡¯ll hand you over when Sharan¡¯s Pursuit team come.¡± ¡°Ha¡­ That¡¯s amazing.¡± ¡°Hmph, you want me to run away? I don¡¯t even have Pasio anymore. My life is over! If you catch the devil and hand him over, you will be recognized for the ball. Maybe I¡¯ll be given a reward.¡± ¡°Very foolish.¡± Kaiton frowned at the foolish wizard who did not notice who Sharan¡¯s chase team was running towards. He hated noisy, incompetent, and stupid people. ¡°What about this? I¡¯ll tell Sharan who I am.¡± Kaiton slowly took off the mask he was wearing on his face. Seeing Kaiton¡¯s beautiful but crazy smile, Liam¡¯s eyes opened with surprise. ¡°You¡¯re¡­ You¡¯re definitely¡­! Cough¡­¡± After recognizing Kaiton¡¯s face, blood poured out of Liam¡¯s mouth, who was shocked. Without chanting a long spell, and without any magicians with him, Kaiton had pierced Liam¡¯s chest so easily. It was certainly an incredible magic skill for a human. Blood poured out of the perforated chest. ¡°You should choose. Bleed to death or cast a recovery spell on yourself. Although, if Pasio runs out while casting the recovery spell, you¡¯ll become a demon.¡± ¡°You¡¯re definitely¡­Khak-khack-kack¡­Kai Crawford!¡¯¡¯ ¡°Yeah, that¡¯s right. Now I live under that name.¡± Kaiton laughed. The Demon King Ur, who Sharan was having so much trouble looking for and was wandering everywhere to find, was a court wizard who saw him regularly. He¡¯ll be surprised when he finds out. ¡°If you manage to live and tell Sharan who I am, that yellow-hair¡¯s face will be worth seeing, right?¡± Shiny greed crossed Liam¡¯s eyes. He held Kaiton¡¯s arm tightly and cast a healing spell on the hole in his blood-pouring chest. He knew there was not much left of the Pasio in him, but if he didn¡¯t treat himself anyway, he would have become a Demon. The white light created by healing magic created a deep shade on Kaiton¡¯s face. The pale light shining under the chin closely shone on the delicate muscles of the face which had a gloomy smile. ¡°Oh, my. It wasn¡¯t enough.¡± Kaiton shook his hands and knocked out the demon hanging to them. Liam eventually lost all of his Pasio and became a demon. The monster with the unpleasant appearance of hardened white ash clumped together would be unpleasant to look at any time. Kaiton picked up the mask while shedding a fishy smile and disappeared into the dark. Sharan¡¯s pursuit team arrived immediately at that moment, but Kaiton had already disappeared. * * * Kaiton recovered another piece of Ur and only returned to the palace the next morning. The intense sunlight at dawn made it difficult to distinguish the identity of the person walking towards the main gate of the Royal Palace. ¡°Who¡¯s there?¡± The guard at the main gate asked. When a huge man with a dangerous atmosphere approached without an answer, the guards pulled out their swords and formed a battle formation. The man¡¯s indescribable sense of overwhelming power, even though he was just approaching, kept the guards on high alert. ¡°Mr. Crawford?¡± When a security guard recognized Katon¡¯s face hurriedly greeted him, other security guards who pulled out the sword also vaguely lowered the sword. ¡°Hello.¡± When Kaiton said hello in a relaxed manner, other guards also put down their swords. They belatedly recognized Kai Crawford, a genius wizard who uses all four-attribute magic for the first time in the history of the kingdom. However, suspicious expressions were not easily erased from the faces of the guards. Even if they didn¡¯t recognize the face, the fear they felt was real. But the identity of the man was a wizard who opened a portal and studied in the court. It was hard to understand why he felt so murderous that his spine stood still. ¡°You seem to have been military disciplined this morning.¡± ¡°I¡¯m sorry. You were mistaken for someone else because the morning sun was strong.¡± ¡°Who did you think I was? Why did you make those expressions?¡± Actually, He was so scared that he thought the devil, Ur, was coming towards him. ¡°Haha, it wasn¡¯t to that extent.¡± The guard scratched his head and smiled awkwardly. ¡°Where are you going on the mourning day?¡± ¡°For a while¡­I was getting ready to greet the saint of the oracle. It¡¯s the first time in 12 years that one appeared.¡± ¡°Ah, the wizards must be busy without time to even mourn. Isn¡¯t it amazing? Rovelia Dachini became a saint. Isn¡¯t it the first time in history? A daughter of the Guardian family becoming a saint.¡± ¡°She¡¯s still a candidate. Isn¡¯t there one more person there?¡± Kaiton¡¯s face, with a fading smile, quickly grew cold when he recalled the blue hair. ¡°Muriel Storm.¡± ¡°Ah, there was also that young woman.¡± He nodded half-heartedly as if he didn¡¯t need to hear the security, but Kaiton¡¯s eyes flashed with anticipation. It was all because of the Oracle that he hurriedly visited Ur¡¯s sculpture. The next saint will save the kingdom of Bulrion with the judgement of Sharan. He was trying to destroy the kingdom, so the appearance of a saint could not have been welcomed, but Kaiton had some expectations. What kind of expression will Muriel, who has a more sensitive and nervous face than anyone else and only makes an indifferent look, make when he gets his hand on Ur¡¯s sculpture? The fact that Kaiton could see that pale face again gave him chills in his spine. ¡°I¡¯m awaiting the young ladies¡¯ entrance to the Palace. What kind of young girl will become a saint¡­I¡¯m looking forward to it.¡± Chapter 1 Chapter 1: I think I¡¯ve been possessed in a Novel The kingdom was overturned when news broke out that Muriel Storm could be the saint of the Oracle that came down for the first time in 12 years. People cautiously speculated that the Oracle was false or that the Temple¡¯s existence was coming to an end because of the misfortune that befell them due to God¡¯s wrath. Who is Muriel? She was the one who made the phrase ¡°the typhoon blows¡± popular in the kingdom. The meaning of a typhoon blowing at a ball or academy was used when someone caused a malicious disturbance to get people¡¯s attention. Muriel has been synonymous with delusions, neurosis, forgetfulness, and mythomania since childhood. She seemed like a person who would do anything for fame. One day, she lied that she had frozen all the lakes where the creatures lived, and the other day she lied that she had developed a magic that could save a living person for a minute. Naturally, no one believed her. Everyone knew how poor Muriel¡¯s magic skills were. Muriel could not produce a single flame that was the size of a small candle. When she tried fire magic, there was thunder all of a sudden, and when she tried water magic, a spark exploded a kilometer away, causing disaster whenever Muriel tried to use the magic. Muriel was good at calmly lying. Yesterday, she swore as if she would give up her life, but lied that she could not remember that the next day. How unshakably she lied! and whenever Muriel lied, one could not prove the lie¡¯s authenticity with magic. It meant that Muriel truly believes in her lies, so people were sick and tired of her. People were confused, lamented, and even amazed to hear that such a person might become a saint who will predict the threat of the royal palace. Some of the people who had not met Muriel in person said that the lies Muriel told as a child may have been a sign of becoming a saint, and that Muriel really predicted something. But it was because they didn¡¯t know anything. A saint is a person who sees the threat to the kingdom. It was not about seeing one¡¯s own future. The saint predicted who the threat of the kingdom was caused by, when and where it occurred, and what the consequences were when the threat was not prevented. But what about Muriel¡¯s lies? She wasn¡¯t predicting the behavior of others. She wasn¡¯t interested in that. Muriel was only interested in letting people know how special she was, how powerful she could be, and what strange actions she had done. If Muriel is a saint, is she herself the one who threatens the Kingdom? Muriel, who¡¯s terrible at magic? People believed that Muriel was not a saint. No, they really wanted her not to be it. At that time, a second candidate for the saint was unveiled, and people were enthusiastic and relieved. The second candidate was Rovelia Dachini, loved by everyone. She¡¯s not just any lady, but a lady of the Guardian¡¯s family. Among the children of the Guardian family, there has never been a single saint in history. So how special would she be? ¡°The saint is Rovelia anyway. It¡¯s no use if I go.¡± ¡°But don¡¯t you have to go and meet the high priest to find out? And even if you¡¯re not the Saint, how honoring would it be? You have to congratulate her sincerely, miss. If you¡¯re greedy, you¡¯ll be punished.¡± The servant thought that Muriel was stubborn because of jealousy. Muriel and Rovelia are the same age, so they have been compared a lot since childhood. Perhaps it was not just a coincidence, but the two people born under the same star of fate competed for the glorious position of the Saint. Even before the revelation, everyone is talking about Rovelia as if she¡¯s already the Saint, so she must be grumpy. In the servant¡¯s opinion, it was her jealousy that far outweighed Muriel¡¯s lies or poor ability as an aristocrat. It¡¯s ugly if you don¡¯t have the ability and are still greedy. If she lets go of her greed, Muriel will be able to get married into a decent family and live comfortably and loved by her husband. Even if the barrel is big, it only overflows with jealousy, she was afraid Muriel would lie and say she can see the future. The servant was going to soothe Muriel and persuade her, but she pushed her too much without realizing it. Except for Katrina, who was Muriel¡¯s tutor, the maid was the one who cared after Muriel the most in the mansion. Katrina was also Muriel¡¯s tutor and a therapist who managed the delusions, neurosis, mythomania, and forgetfulness of the unstoppable lady. After meeting Katrina, Muriel did not speak out obvious lies or false delusions anymore. However, Katrina left for a foreign country three days before the oracle came down. She said she could not return for three months at the shortest and a year at the longest. Does she have to clean up after this immature lady until she comes back? The servant already wrapped her arm around her head. Muriel didn¡¯t care what the servant thought. She truly thought that the saint in the oracle was Rovelia. ¡°The problem is not who the saint is. The real problem is¡­.¡± ¡°My Lady, is there a problem?¡± When Muriel stubbornly held out that she would not go, Sharan¡¯s knights came to her door and asked. Muriel hardened her pale face and bit her lips. She was worried. Even if I hold out a little longer now, I will eventually have to go to the royal family under the order of Sharan. ¡°Wait, I want to be alone for now.¡± It¡¯s okay even for a short time, so I can somehow organize these crazy thoughts by myself. ¡°You have to go right now. Are you going to make Sharan and Rovelia wait?¡± lIf I had a little more time, I could have dealt with what¡¯s going on more resolutely, but I can¡¯t believe this sudden development as soon as I wake up.! ¡°Isn¡¯t this the novel I¡¯ve only heard of?¡± ¡°What? What else are you trying to say? Stop being delusional and take off your dull dress. You¡¯re not even a follower of Ur, why did you choose such a dark dress?¡± ¡°I don¡¯t care¡­! I¡¯m a wicked woman who will destroy the world anyway.¡± * * * There was a reasonable reason for Muriel¡¯s conclusion that she was possessed by a novel. No, Actually, there were so many reasons that it was crazy. If I counted it, I think I could easily pass 10 times. Should I just give number them? No.1, Muriel had only just woken up from a three-day long slumber right before she was possessed. It was a common clich¨¦ that the protagonist of a novel who¡¯d possessed a character were either injured just before the possession and were in a coma or on the verge of death. The difference was that Muriel was a loner young lady neglected in the mansion, and no one knew the cause of Muriel¡¯s long sleep. It was also a late discovery that was only found out after two days that she had only gotten on the bed and slept. Number 2, Muriel had no memory of the past three months. When Muriel woke up, she thought it was April. However, now it was already after the star of disaster that emerges every 6 years in July. Due to the nature of a novel, the pattern of memory loss was a element that was often seen in evil women or extras, not the main characters. Muriel seemed to be possessed by a novel in which the evil woman destroying the world was the main character, but anyway, there was partial memory loss. This was evidence that overlapped with the reasons in No. 3. Number 3, there were many gaps in Muriel¡¯s memory. The memory was so sparse that it could not be regarded as just a natural memory deterioration over time. This is inevitably due to the characteristics of the novel. Since the novel only unfolds important events, the gap between events must have led to the gap in Muriel¡¯s memory. Muriel was already convinced that she was possessed by a novel with only these three, but the evidence continued. Number 4, Muriel knew what it meant when said that someone could live if they stayed alert even if they entered the tiger cave. Even though there¡¯s no tiger in the burlion! In addition, Muriel knew the displeasure of smartphones, computers, some coins, SNS, depressed expressions of people walking in high-rise cities, cloudy skies due to air pollution, and the crowded subway. Muriel was also named Muriel there, but in the global era, there is no law that there will be no woman named Muriel Storm with blue hair living in Seoul. Number 5, This was the most decisive and least reliable reason. Muriel knew in advance that the Oracle was coming down. Because she had already read about it in the novel. Entering the royal palace after receiving the oracle was the beginning of the novel. Muriel got a sculpture of Ur from the royal family when she went there under the call of the Oracle. It was a bait thrown by the devil Ur to remove her from his path. Under Ur¡¯s plan, Muriel should have lost all of her Pasio and turned into a demon, but Muriel had a unique ability. It¡¯s that her Pasio is infinite. It was an invincible ability that made no sense. From this, Muriel proved to be a character in the novel. In other words, it¡¯s the buff of the main character. Muriel¡¯s Pasio was small in size, but the small Pasio could be used indefinitely. When she scooped it out, like a well that never dried up, it filled up again. Muriel becomes a powerful wizard with a piece of Ur that allows you to use powerful magic power by paying Pasio, and she had infinite Pasio. She also climbed to take the throne. In the process, many people were killed. She is a terrible evil woman just by doing this, but the author wanted a stronger and more provocative evil woman, so she eventually made Muriel the devil. Kaiton Ur, the real owner of the sculpture, comes to Muriel, who is on the throne, and Muriel is killed by him. However, Muriel did not give up, and on the day the star of disaster rose, she made herself the devil and revived. And then the story of destroying the world begins. What do you mean world extinction? What do you mean the devil? Just thinking about it gave me goosebumps. What does this mean if it¡¯s not a novel? Muriel, the real Muriel who is possessed by a wicked woman, didn¡¯t hate the world. I have no intention of destroying the world. I never wanted power, and I don¡¯t need power! ¡°I¡¯m glad that I was possessed at the beginning of the novel.¡± It would have been difficult if Muriel already trapped the first victim after she went to the palace, but since nothing has happened yet, it will be easy to step out of the original storyline. ¡°All I have to do is not touch Ur¡¯s sculpture.¡± No one will be interested in Muriel after it is revealed who the saint is. I can disappear quietly then. ¡°Okay, let¡¯s go.¡± Chapter 2 Chapter 2: I think I¡¯ve been possessed in a novel In the kingdom of Bulrion, portals connected to the Royal Palace were installed in each territory, so it was easy to get to the Royal family. It took less than a few seconds. Whether he knew that Muriel was not good with magic, the escort said she could experience motion sickness, but Muriel arrived without any difficulty. The royal family¡¯s palace was all decorated with gold. Muriel felt that the gold was too flashing. King Sharan has been famous for his beautiful honey-colored blonde hair for generations, and Sharan¡¯s narcissism seemed to be apparent in the interior. Wherever I turned my eyes, I could see the golden sun that symbolized Sharan¡¯s hair and the golden god came to mind. ¡°Yuck!¡± When I thought of Sharan, I felt sick, but as soon as I saw Sharan¡¯s portrait attached to the hallway, my unbearable nausea suddenly popped up. ¡°Are you okay?¡± The knight accompanying her looked back. He saw Muriel¡¯s gaze hanging on Sharan¡¯s portrait, but the loyal escort had never imagined that she would have dared to vomit on Sharan¡¯s face. ¡°I guess I¡¯m having motion sickness.¡± ¡®¡¯That¡¯s possible if you use the portal for the first time. Shall we take a break?¡± ¡°No, it¡¯s not like that¡­¡± What is this? Muriel sneakily looked up at Sharan¡¯s portrait again. ¡°Whew!¡± ¡°Hey, Young Lady?!¡± This time, Muriel took out her tongue and swagged, and the neat-looking knight fell back without realizing it and kept a distance from her. Muriel¡¯s eyes, which had been pale so far, turned red, as she had been vomiting in vain as nothing much came out. He wanted to help Muriel because of chivalry, but when Muriel¡¯s sour face was facing him, he couldn¡¯t help but back out. ¡°Let¡¯s move on quickly.¡¯¡¯ When Sharan¡¯s eyes met her eyes, goosebumps spread all over her body as if she had seen a bug. Sharan wasn¡¯t ugly at all¡­? On the contrary, He was a rather beautiful-looking handsome man. His head was more beautiful than the gold that covered the entire royal palace, and his eyes were gold eyes resembling those of a beast. His chocolate-like dark skin color gave his beautiful face dignity and mystery. Objectively, Sharan was a beauty in harmony with delicacy and splendor that was comparable to a fairy or spirit. He looked a little sensitive and feisty, but he couldn¡¯t be said to be disgusting even with a joke. But why did I feel unbearably disgusted just by looking at his face? Muriel, who had been waddling like a pig being dragged to a slaughterhouse so far, walked quickly to pass Sharan¡¯s various portraits filling one side of the wall. Even the knight couldn¡¯t keep up with her fast steps. As Sharan¡¯s portraits continued endlessly, Muriel¡¯s steps became increasingly poor. The way she shook her chest up and down and kicked her dress with both her feet, as if she was out of breath, looked like a child throwing a tantrum. ¡°It¡¯s endless.¡± At that moment, Rovelia, who had gentle and elegant steps, approached Muriel. She was a blonde beauty with emerald eyes like glass eggs, and she was shyly lowering her eyes. Her eyes shook for a moment, perhaps because she was embarrassed when she saw Muriel, who was huffing, but soon greeted her affectionately, revealing her lovely dimples. ¡°Hello, lady Muriel.¡± ¡°Ugh!¡± Muriel hurriedly covered her mouth. The lovely lady saw Muriel¡¯s pale face and took a step closer, but Muriel shook her head desperately and stepped away from Rovellia. Rovelia greeted her kindly, but Muriel¡¯s inside was worse than when she saw Sharan¡¯s portrait. I felt like my intestines were twisting, so to speak. I felt greasy and nauseous. Physiological disgust when I saw an unpleasant animal such as a snake or an insect passed by my whole body. This is¡­ the automatic instinct of a villainess? ¡°Are you okay, lady Muriel? Are you that nervous? Oh, pitiful thing.¡± I swear to God that the Muriel now had no bad feelings for Rovelia. But her body reacted first. I couldn¡¯t control it as if it was an allergic reaction. Muriel wanted to believe that her condition had deteriorated sharply due to the sudden movements of her body that had been lying down for three days. However, if you are fine even when going through the portal without motion sickness and suddenly get worse when you see Rovelia¡¯s bright smile? Muriel thought that her temper must be bad. I could only think that I was very mean. Still, she felt frustrated. Perhaps this is because of the three months she doesn¡¯t remember. Today¡¯s Muriel had no ill feelings for Rovelia. Even after searching through all memories, the original Muriel, or former Muriel, did not hate Rovelia either. She didn¡¯t even feel jealous of her like people misunderstood her. In the first place, Muriel is Rovelia¡¯s¡­ I didn¡¯t pay much attention. I don¡¯t know what happened in the three months that I don¡¯t remember, but for now, Muriel didn¡¯t want to be mean to the lady who talked to her affectionately. ¡°Hello, Rovelia. You¡¯re very¡­ beautiful.¡± Muriel tried her best to smile, but her smile fell down the cliff and was bizarre like a person who struggled to smile. The appearance of crumpling her pale face and forcibly pulling up the corners of her twitching mouth made her seem like a ghost full of resentment. If the gatekeeper of hell, who had never laughed in his life, smiled for the first time in his life to lure a child, he would smile like Muriel. Knights who had only been with Rovelia so far had no immunity to Muriel¡¯s nightmarish smile. They were surprised to the point where their shoulders flinched, and they touched the swords on their waist without even realizing it. In their eyes, Muriel looked closer to the Black Wizards known as Ur¡¯s followers than a saint. Maybe it is because of the purple dress with the black frill that she¡¯s wearing, or because of her dull eyes and dark circles like a person suffering from nightmares for several days. Anyway, it seemed more like Muriel was heading to a dungeon, not a banquet hall. On the other hand, the expressions of the knights looking at Rovelia nturally softened. It felt like fate that her hair color, which was tied with a subtle pink ribbon, was Sharan¡¯s favorite gold color. They didn¡¯t know much about the delicacy of being trendy or aesthetic, but they found out that the light sky-blue dress with the soft white frills worn by Rovelia was much more beautiful and lovely than the dark dress worn by Muriel. The saint they imagined was a beautiful woman like Rovellia, a pure and airy flower, not a scary and fierce poisonous spirit like Muriel. As Dachini¡¯s young lady, Rovelia truly looked like a saint who appeared for the first time in 12 years and also looked like a queen that would protect Sharan¡¯s side. ¡°Thank you, Muriel. Muriel is also¡­.¡± Rovelia, who is good at hiding her expression, could not easily say ¡°beautiful¡± when she saw Muriel¡¯s appearance. She wanted to say only good things on a good day, but she was worried that even compliments for Muriel would only end up sounding sarcastic. ¡°Muhm.. Muriel looks really good, too.¡± Thanks to this, even Rovellia, who always strives to speak neatly, stammered. ? ? ? The banquet hall was full of people. In particular, the three major Guardian families, Dachini, Eclum, and Pendragon, attended with not only the family Heads but also their young successors. Dachini had many great swordsmen in their family as the gift of God bestowed upon them and kept as a heirloom was a sword, and all of Rovelia¡¯s brothers were swordsmen. The red-haired handsome men were proud of their huge bodies¡­ they were watching the entrance of their only sister to the royal palace with emotional eyes. The saint had not been decided yet, but the atmosphere in the place where the nobles were gathered was already heated up. They had no doubt that Rovelia would naturally become a saint. In their eyes, Muriel, who entered the banquet hall with an ugly appearance of revealing her ankle while holding a dress in a bent position, was almost like a taboo. On the other side of the nobles, court wizards and priests gathered. Compared to the nobles, they were calmer. They only alternately looked at Rovelia and Muriel with his exploring eyes, but showed no biased expectations for Rovelia. The Priests had not seen saints for 12 years, so their position in the palace has become very weak. They only expected the emergence of a strong saint who would strengthen the position of temples and priests again, regardless of whether she was a Dachini or a Storm. ¡°Did you hear that? It¡¯s Rovelia and Muriel, and since their academy days, their Pasio has been famous for not being more than a peasant¡¯s. ¡± A priest whispered. ¡°No matter which of the two is decided to be a saint, the temple cannot be revived.¡± ¡°Yes, I heard that, too. I can¡¯t believe the main stars of an oracle that we barely found in 12 years are like that. What will happen to us?¡± ¡°Don¡¯t say that, priest. If the young lady Dachini becomes the saint, there will be tremendous support for the temple from the Guardian family. If she gets hurt, they won¡¯t sit still! So I hope the young lady becomes a saint.¡± ¡°Oh, my. You¡¯re talking about something you don¡¯t have any knowledge about. A family¡¯s support doesn¡¯t mean anything if a saint¡¯s abilities are proven worthwhile. However, this saint candidates this time seem to be weird. Both of them are too old.¡± ¡°Both of them are in their late 20s as well. I have never met a saint since I became a priest. I heard that most of the outstanding saints die young, but how young were they?¡± When a young priest was asked, the old priest stroked his beard and said, ¡°The last saint who left this oracle died at the age of 13. Among the saints, only the saints who have insignificant abilities have lived a long life. So this time, there¡¯s no point if you see this through or not. Those two have already broken the record of the oldest saint in the temple.¡± It was funny for an old priest with wrinkles to talk about young children in their 20s as if they were too old to do anything, but no priest blamed him. But Nicholas Neville¡¯s idea was different. He was the one who found the oracle left by Julia, the last saint, after 12 years. The ambitious high priest was convinced that the saint would have unprecedentedly strong power. Perhaps it¡¯ll be even stronger than Sharan. Nicholas, struggling to suppress his creeping secret desire, smiled servilely at Sharan sitting on the golden throne. Sooner or later, when they will have the power of the saint, he thought that there would be no need to bow down to that arrogant king, and a thrill flowed down his spine. Now I just have to wait a little longer, just a little longer. Chapter 3 Chapter 3: I think I¡¯ve been possessed in a novel Muriel felt a creep go down her spine at the unpleasant and frightening glances that seemed to be growing through every part of her body, when she met the eyes of a man staring at her in the crowd. A blue glow flashed through his dark eyes. ¡°Kaiton Ur¡­.¡± Muriel recited his name quietly. People knew him as Kai Crawford who came from another continent, but Muriel knew his true identity. The devil, Kaiton Ur. Of course, since he was a human, the title of ¡®devil¡¯ was only a malicious stigma attached to him by Sharan. In the first place, it didn¡¯t make sense that the ¡®devil¡¯ would be passed down from generation to generation. Does that mean the devil will start a family, become a father, and leave his place to his children? Then isn¡¯t the Devil too human-like¡­! The war between Sharan and Ur was only a fight between families that continued from the founding of the country. Sharan won and Ur lost. History was written to suit the taste of the winner. Muriel looked at the man who inherited the name of the family of losers, and made up her mind. I¡¯ll have to avoid him. I¡¯ll try not to get involved. Kaiton was always the cause of the world¡¯s collapse in the novel. It was Kaiton who tempted her to use her evil powers, and it was Kaiton who killed Muriel in order to awaken her to become the true devil. If you get caught up with Kaiton, you¡¯ll be the real king of the Devils, not just by a nickname! ¡®¡¯Why are you staring at me like that?¡± I wondered if he was looking at me, so I stepped far away from him, but his persistent gaze was directed right at Muriel. I was at a loss. I thought I shouldn¡¯t be dealing with Keaton, but I kept looking at him. I turned my head away and avoided looking at him, but as if enchanted, eventually turned to Kaiton. Of all those people, only Kaiton caught my eye. He was a long way from me, but I felt as if he was just around the corner. Even the slightest movement of his pupils caught my eye. He was like a black hole that absorbed the light around him. Not far away, Sharan, who seemed to emit light, was sitting on the golden throne, but it was Kaiton who showed a stronger presence. At least for Muriel. Kaiton was like a beast waiting for the right time, silent in the dark, and was like the darkness itself where the Beast hid. ¡°Ah!¡± It was not until the high priest, who rambled on about introducing himself, blocked Muriel¡¯s view that the long eye contact between Muriel and Kaiton ended. ¡°Young Lady Muriel, how are you? This is Nicholas Neville, the high priest. I am the one who found the Oracle that had been lost. Hahahaha.¡± ¡°I¡¯ll believe you even if you say you¡¯re a real devil.¡± After a long sigh, Muriel let go of her suppressed breath. The hairs that stood up because of the tension tickled my skin. Thanks to the unexpected staring contest, my eyes were prickly and my ears were momentarily deaf. ¡°And so, with the breath of God, Pasio, I will check and determine who the true saint is. Does Young Lady Muriel agree to this?¡± ¡°¡­.¡± ¡°Young Lady Muriel?¡± ¡°¡­.¡± Muriel, who was still struggling in the aftermath of intense eye contact, reacted belatedly. ¡°¡­what did you say? I didn¡¯t hear that.¡± ¡°Oh, Young lady Muriel must have been very nervous. I understand. I asked you if you would agree to measure Pasio on a UNET.¡± ¡°Yes, whatever it may be, please.¡± Nicholas turned his head and laughed, as if he had heard something funny despite there being nothing of the sort. It was a unique smile created by him since he was an idol in the kingdom who once drove girl fans crazy, and like fan service created to show it thoroughly. The priests who had known him for a long time had already seen him laughing thousands of times. During those thousands of times, the laughter was always the same as if measured by a ruler. The angle of the head, the number of teeth shown, and the shape of the fingers covering the mouth were all creepily the exact same. The only opponent that Nicholas could smile like that for was one who he had something to gain from. The priests were surprised when they noticed this. They thought the saint this time wouldn¡¯t be a big deal, but is there something after all? The dull priests¡¯ eyes began to sparkle. On the other hand, Muriel was very uncomfortable with Nicholas. I only had to say hello, and there was nothing to particularly dislike about it, but I just didn¡¯t like it. I hated his glistening eyes, and his overly friendly attitude. ¡°It¡¯s not that funny, but why are you laughing so hard¡­?¡± At that moment, the priests entered the banquet hall with huge stones. It was UNET, a magic ball that measured Pasio. Muriel and Rovelia had no apparent ability that could be like that of a saint, so they tried to find the real saint in other ways. The saints usually had twice the amount of Pasio than ordinary people so that they could use the power of prophecy. Nicholas brushed aside the priests who were in charge of the UNET and raised the UNET himself. His dramatic performance quickly drew people¡¯s attention to him. ¡°It¡¯s time for fate to be decided.¡± A memory flashed through Muriel. As expected¡­this is a novel, alright. This scene was already seen in the novel. The exaggerated and over-the-top gestures. It was horrifyingly the same. ¡°I am honored that I, Nicholas Neville, the high priest, get to play an important role in the revelation of the great saint.¡± So, whether his role was insignificant or important, the same was true of even the words twisted to sound humble. Nicholas would soon step on his priest uniform and fall. It was because of his excessive desire to monopolize the spotlight alone that no hands were able to help him in time. The UNET will be shattered, and the work of identifying the two¡¯s Pasio will be handed over to kaiton, for the wizards were able to identify the remaining Pasio through magic. Muriel, who wanted to avoid facing Kaiton, quickly reached out to the UNET. I had to stop the UNET from breaking. Sure enough, the UNET slipped out of Nicholas¡¯s hand and quickly fell to the floor. ¡°Ugh¡­¡± Muriel¡¯s arms were short. The UNET crashed to pieces as it hit the floor. Muriel couldn¡¯t stop her running body in time and fell to the floor. In the hands of Muriel, which were on the ground, were the fragments of the UNET that dug deep. In an instant, red blood spread through her pale hands. But it doesn¡¯t hurt¡­! When I pulled a fairly large piece of glass out of my hand, blood came up with a lump, but all Muriel could feel was the warmth of hot blood. ¡°What¡­?¡¯¡¯ Muriel hardly bit the tender flesh in her mouth to confirm. I could feel my sharp teeth tearing through the flesh, but it didn¡¯t hurt. It felt as if I were in a world where there was no pain at all, rather than tolerable. What do you mean no pain? What is this? ¡°Young Lady Muriel!¡± Nicholas approached, struggling with his thin limbs buried in his long priest¡¯s robe, and fell down on one knee. He didn¡¯t forget to sweep the remaining glass shards aside with his long sleeves before putting his knees on the floor. ¡°Are you alright? Oh, no¡­ I made a terrible mistake.¡± ¡°Can you try to hit me?¡± Nicholas¡¯ body flinched like a fluttering paper doll at Muriel¡¯s sudden remark. Hit me? Are you being sarcastic? Is it a joke that is unique to the aristocracy? What?! Lady Muriel¡­ What are you talking about?¡± ¡°No, it¡¯s just in case, give it a try. I don¡¯t mind if you pinch me either.¡± Muriel pressed her bloody hand hard, but it still did not hurt. ¡°Ugh!¡± When he saw the blood, Nicholas¡¯ expression wrinkled. The wound, which was quite big and open, gave him goosebumps just by looking at it. But He couldn¡¯t believe that she¡¯s this calm. It was very strange. ¡°Did you hurt your head when you fell? Oh, no. That¡¯s a big deal. I will heal you with my divine power.¡± The pale face, staring at her own blood, raised her eyes fiercely. She was too evil-faced to be the Saint of an oracle. ¡°Oh, my!¡± Surprised by the momentum, Nicholas nodded quickly. ¡°It¡¯s a slip of the tongue, Lady Muriel! I¡¯m not saying that the young lady is crazy¡­.¡± ¡°It¡¯s all right. Just try to hurt me a little.¡± ¡°¡­What? Aha! That¡¯s the way it is, is it!?¡± Nicholas Neville, who was trembling just in case he offended Muriel, immediately brightened his face. Since he became the youngest priest, he had always taken many young ladies as prisoners. He was well aware that some of them had a peculiar taste for pleasure in pain. ¡°Oh my!¡± A white, dry hand slammed Muriel¡¯s wrist and went away. It was a hand with which he had prayed diligently all his life. Even if it was not a person who did not feel pain, he could not help but think that he was sick. ¡°Like this?¡± ¡°¡­no, I¡¯d rather you pinch very hard!¡± ¡°Oh, my!¡± Perhaps he gained confidence, Nicholas pinched Muriel hard enough to bruise her wrist red. ¡°Oh, dear¡­¡± ¡°What do you think, Young Lady Murie-¡¯¡¯ asked Nicholas triumphantly. He seemed to have forgotten that he had been intimidated until just now. Nicholas, who was hoping for a compliment, was struck by lightning. ¡°It¡¯s very unpleasant.¡± Her expressionless face was very merciless. Nicholas, who became resentful, cried, ¡°Young Lady Muriel told me to hit you yourself! ¡± ¡°And it really doesn¡¯t hurt even a bit.¡± murmured Muriel, incredulous. Nicholas was already babbling to himself, but he opened his eyes wide. ¡°If that¡¯s the case, I¡¯ll beat you with more force.¡± ¡°I don¡¯t like it. Let¡¯s go now. For it is very, very unpleasant.¡± Nicholas shut his mouth at Muriel¡¯s cold words. The first thing I felt when Nicholas pinched me was displeasure. As soon as he touched me, I got goosebumps. It was an instinctive rejection alike that I felt from Sharon and Rovelia. I felt sick, but that was all. My wrist was red and swollen, but there was no pain. I was just thinking. Was it me? They said that the power of the saint was prophecy, so Muriel wondered. I think the novel that I saw might¡¯ve actually been a prophecy of the future. But why can¡¯t I feel pain? No matter how hard I tried, I couldn¡¯t feel pain, which made her realize that she was really possessed by a novel. The absence of pain means that something went wrong while the process of being possessed by a fictional world was going on. It¡¯s like a synchronization error. Indeed, from the moment I opened my eyes, everything was so strange. The sense of reality was so strange. It was as if an invisible thin plastic was wrapped around my whole body. The vinyl-like feeling made me feel like I couldn¡¯t permeate through into this world. Muriel became a little depressed. I knew from the beginning that I was possessed by a novel. At the same time, I felt strange to find out that this was not my world, that I was not a saint but a wicked woman who would destroy the world. Chapter 4 Chapter 4: I think I¡¯ve been possessed in a novel ¡°Mu¡­Muriel, don¡¯t you think you should be treated first? I¡¯ll treat you with my own divine power. Once you just give me your hand¡­.¡± ¡°I refuse.¡± Muriel had no time to be depressed. As Nicholas was tenacious in his adherence. All right, don¡¯t be depressed. You knew from the beginning that this was fiction anyway. All I have to do is to prevent the world from getting destroyed. I hope you can identify the saint as quickly as possible. ¡°You don¡¯t have to be shy. Give Nicholas a chance to make up for what he has done to your precious hand.¡± ¡°What ghost told you that bullshi-¡± ¡°What do you mean, Muriel?¡± ¡°Well, what do you mean? I don¡¯t know either.¡± How can I be mistaken for being ashamed instead of being displeased? It was Muriel who wanted to ask what that meant. ¡°I¡¯m not ashamed at all, Holy Preist. Not even this much.¡± ¡°Dear, if you¡¯re not ashamed, then why are you refusing Nicholas¡¯ Holy power? The wounds are deep. You need to get your hands treated right away!¡¯¡¯ Why can¡¯t you understand what I mean? I can¡¯t just say ¡®it¡¯s because I get goosebumps when I touch you!¡¯ Muriel grinded her teeth. Yeah¡­ this is a novel. That character must have been set up like that. It¡¯s no use saying anything if your love for everyone is set to break through the ceiling with a thorough pace. Well, let¡¯s be gentle and soothing. It¡¯s not like you can hit me, right? ¡°Well, I¡¯m not a proper saint yet, so I can¡¯t receive the High Preist¡¯s power. How dare I! Only a member of the royal family can receive the power of the priests.¡± ¡°Well, that¡¯s true, but¡­ Are you sure you don¡¯t mind? Blood¡­ There¡¯s really a lot of blood pouring out there¡­¡± ¡°Yes, of course.¡± So please get away from me now. ¡®¡¯ I see. I never thought that Young lady Muriel would be so thoughtful. I almost thought that Young Lady Muriel hated me there, that couldn¡¯t be, right? Hahahahaha¡­¡¯¡¯ ¡®¡¯Haha, no way. I think I¡¯d rather bleed to death than touch the Holy Preist. Your jokes are so interesting!¡¯¡¯ ¡°¡­.¡± I thought Nicholas was finally going to step down, but this time Rovelia stepped up. She held Muriel¡¯s arm so that she could not escape, and pushed her towards the high priest. ¡°If you get a scar, it¡¯ll be a big deal, so just get treated by the High Preist. I¡¯ll allow it, so don¡¯t worry, Muriel!¡¯¡¯ ¡°That¡¯s a problem, Miss Dachini,¡± Sharan, who had been sitting languidly with an expression of no interest, spoke for the first time. ¡°Lord Sharan!¡± Robelia and Nicholas Neville, who had been quarreling with Muriel¡¯s arm, quickly changed their positions. Muriel, who stood in a vague manner, with an open ear and a ready ear, followed the polite posture of the priest and Rovelia¡¯s successive baptism. Sharan spoke sullenly, He was forced to mediate and was clearly not interested in the matter. ¡°Miss Storm is right. The power of the priest should be used only for Royalty and the saint. It¡¯s not a matter on which Rovelia can give permission.¡± ¡°I¡¯m sorry, Lord Sharan!¡¯¡¯ She exclaimed. ¡®¡¯I was only worried about the condition of Lady Muriel¡­I¡¯ve been thoughtless.¡± ¡®¡¯Alright, I understand Lady Rovelia¡¯s feelings. But be more careful in the future, since you have not yet been identified as the Saint, have you?¡¯¡¯ ¡°Yes, Lord Sharan. I¡¯ll keep that in mind.¡¯¡¯ said Rovelia, bending her knees. Her body trembled fairly. Were you surprised? Or¡­ are you trembling in anger because of the insult? The atmosphere of the banquet hall quickly became cold. In particular, the atmosphere of the Dachini¡¯s was particularly harsh. Although they had pledged loyalty and established military support, the relationship between the three guardians and Sharan was still unusual. The subjects were stronger than the king. The king was weaker than the retainers who were loyal to his subjects. It was only thanks to his eyes that King Sharan was able to win the loyalty of the Guardians. Sharan¡¯s eyes. The ability to monitor a piece of Ur left behind by Kalin Ur if it covets another person¡¯s Pasio. For that reason alone, Sharan became king, and the three guardians pledged their allegiance to him for the peace of the kingdom. The Kingdom of Bulrion has enjoyed peace for a long time, and the longer the peace, the weaker the power of Sharan to control his subjects. Veron, the current lord of Dachini, seemed offended and puffed out a shaky breath. Veron Dachini was a man with a large build and mane of red-hair, resembling a brown bear. Muriel was anxious that the bear might get too riled up and do something, but perhaps Sharan had noticed Veron¡¯s feelings, so as if to appease him, he said kindly, ¡°Since I hold Lady Rovelia¡¯s good heart that is concerned about Lady Storm, I¡¯ll send Crawford, the chief wizard. Such a small wound will be healed in no time. What do you say, Rovella? Will your heart be at ease now?¡¯¡¯ ¡°Thank you, Lord Sharan. Now I¡¯m relieved.¡± As soon as Rovelia answered, Veron glared at Muriel with his eyes wide open. ¡°Why isn¡¯t Young Lady Storm thanking you? Did she also become mute?¡± Muriel wanted to protest against their unhelpful and forced consideration, but she had no time. Kaiton Ur was already on his way to Muriel. The important thing now was not to point out their absurdness, but to somehow distance herself from Kaiton. ¡°Lord Sharan, I¡¯m really all right. It happened because I made a mistake, so I¡¯ll take care of it myself when I get back to the mansion.¡± It wasn¡¯t Muriel who made a mistake, but Nicholas Neville who broke the UNET, but now that wasn¡¯t important either. Kaiton already stood before Muriel, staring at her with a crooked gaze. I didn¡¯t want to get involved with Kaiten at all¡­ I can¡¯t believe it¡¯s going to end up like this! ¡°Miss Storm, I don¡¯t want to see your blood defile the royal palace any longer. Please quietly get treated.¡± So, in the end, it was neither for Rovella, nor for Muriel, but because her blood was staining the golden floor that he ordered the treatment. I think I might understand a bit of why I felt nauseous just by looking at his portrait. ¡°Muriel Storm.¡± Kaiton, who had no intention of waiting for any more waterworks, called Muriel in a low voice. Muriel¡¯s shoulders shrank slightly in astonishment, but only Kaiton noticed it. ¡°Young Lady,¡± Keighton turned his eyes to Muriel¡¯s blood, which was scattered on the floor. Even in his eyes, it looked like it must be quite painful to insist on not receiving treatment. ¡°Do you know who I am?¡± ¡°¡­what?¡± Muriel¡¯s face, which had been calm all along even in front of Sharan, was filled with embarrassment. Wasn¡¯t he hiding his identity and pretending to be a court wizard? In fact, he didn¡¯t seem to have any intention of hiding his identity. It was just the way he looked. The black get-up from head to toe seemed more like a reclusive black wizard than a court wizard. Black hair and black eyes are his real features, but even so, all the cloak and clothes worn on the body were black. I don¡¯t know if you¡¯re bold or brazen? No one would think that the man with the dangerous atmosphere was Kaiton Ur, but many would suspect that he had touched the black magic at least once. ¡°Mr. Kai Crawford, the chief wizard¡­ aren¡¯t you?¡± Upon hearing Muriel¡¯s answer, Kaiton raised laughed for an unknown reason. What is it? Muriel suddenly became uneasy. Even though she knew it was impossible, she even thought he knew the real identity of Muriel. ¡°¡­You know it very well. So, you don¡¯t have to worry. Give me your hand. I¡¯ll treat you.¡± ¡°You don¡¯t have to¡­¡± ¡°Is there any reason to refuse?¡± I have no idea what he knows or why he is saying this. However, I could only see that the glimmer in his glaring eyes was playful. If it¡¯s a joke full of malice and sarcasm, it¡¯s right to say that it¡¯s a fight. I¡¯m sick of this, I feel like crying! ¡°What¡¯s wrong with not liking it? I just don¡¯t like it.¡± The frustrated Muriel said bluntly. ¡°Well, even if you don¡¯t like it, It¡¯s no use. I have to obey Sharan¡¯s orders.¡± Kaiton thought that Muriel was like a cat. The cat has fierce eyes, but the more frightened it is, the more it raises it¡¯s bold tail. The frightened cat shows its teeth and looks threatening but is unable to hide its dilated pupils and ears. Kaiton¡¯s long fingers clasped Muriel¡¯s wrist. I think this was very close physical contact to treat a wound, but it was ambiguous to say that, so I just let it go. Wait, how can I blame him for holding my wrist? If you hold on to my wrist a lot, it¡¯ll wear out, so don¡¯t touch it too much. It seemed to be even weirder, and Muriel tried to look away from his wrist, which was closely attached to Keaton¡¯s hand. I could clearly feel his energy pushing into Muriel¡¯s body. It was as if cold water was squeezing into the blood vessels. It¡¯s not just cold water, It¡¯s ice water with thin ice in it. So whenever sharp ice particles scratched through the walls of the blood vessels, it stung. The fierce energy from the wrist to the heart quickly passed through the whole body was definitely not magic for wound treatment. ¡°What are you doing?!¡± As Muriel hastily pulled out her hand, Kaiton grabbed it with his long fingers and fastened it to her wrist. ¡°Shhh.¡¯¡¯ The look of Muriel, who seemed indifferent to the irritating glare of his eyes, struck Keiton¡¯s, which glanced at the evil light. His expression and gaze deprived her of her senses. She forgot to pull her wrist out and stared at his face like a possessed person. I understand that Kaiton is after Muriel. I can see that they are trying to get rid of me before I become a threat. So it is also understandable that he has Leopard-like eyes in front of his prey. But what is the anger and resentment in his eyes? Expectations and setbacks both coexist in them. He seemed to enjoy teasing her, yet at the same time he looked to find it intolerably disgusting to reach her. ¡°Let go of my hand, Mr. Crawford. Are you treating me right now?¡± ¡°Are you nervous?¡± ¡°¡­what?¡± Again, while Muriel was stunned by his unexpected remark, he found exactly the location of her pulse with his fingers and pressed it. ¡°Thump, thump, thump, thump.¡± He noticed a heart fluttering like a fish out of water. His voice was so small that only Muriel could hear it, but the shock on her heart was too great. A low voice teased along her heart, and Muriel¡¯s heartbeat became faster. ¡°You¡¯re trembling.¡± ¡°I¡¯m not nervous¡­.¡± ¡°Lies, trembling.¡± ¡°Let go of my hand!¡± When Muriel tried to twist her wrist and pull it out, the pressure on the blood vessels increased. Though Muriel¡¯s hands were turning pale and blue-ish, Kaiton looked persistently into Muriel¡¯s eyes as if he wanted to confirm something There was a faint sneer on his mouth. He seemed to have gotten the answer he was looking for. ¡°Thump thump, thump, thump, thump, thump. The heart can¡¯t lie.¡± ¡°I¡¯ve never told a lie.¡± Kaiton twisted his lips and let go of Muriel¡¯s wrist. Muriel¡¯s heart did not calm down easily. I couldn¡¯t say anything for a while because I was afraid he¡¯d catch my heartbeat again. Chapter 5 Chapter 5: I think I¡¯ve been possessed in a novel There is no reason for Muriel to be afraid of court wizards. If you don¡¯t know who he is, you¡¯ll feel grateful that he healed your wounds. Muriel became afraid that he might have noticed her fear. What if Kaiton, like an animal, noticed the smell of Muriel¡¯s fear? Will he leave the only person in the world who knows who the devil is, alone? Muriel peeped into Kaiton¡¯s face and tried to find out what he was thinking, but could not find an answer. ¡°What have you done? I don¡¯t think you¡¯ve done something as simple as treatment.¡± Muriel didn¡¯t ask because she thought Kaiton would answer honestly. He wasn¡¯t that foolish. However, Muriel could not bear it without asking. ¡®Do you know that I¡¯m not from this world?¡¯ she wanted to ask questions that she shouldn¡¯t unconsciously. I bit my lips just in case I might ask him, ¡®What would you do if I knew you were Ur?¡¯ ¡°I¡¯ve only confirmed your Pasio. Since I can¡¯t use the UNET, that¡¯s the only way, right?¡± Lies. Did Kaiton feel the same way when Muriel told an obvious lie that she didn¡¯t tremble? Muriel glared at him with her eyes wide open. ¡°Can¡¯t you believe it?¡± Kaiton chuckled. There was a lot of ridicule that said, ¡°So What if you don¡¯t believe me?¡± At the same time, he must have checked something else with some magic. Magic was so conflicting that it was very difficult to use multiple spells at the same time, but Kaiton was a genius. Nothing seemed impossible with him. He is not the first monstrous wizard in the kingdom¡¯s history to use all official four- and five unofficial-property magic for nothing. (Kai Crawford, disguised, denies the use of black magic, a forbidden attribute for the record.) But it would be impossible for Muriel, whose magical skills are as good as dead, to find out the evidence. Muriel turned her head away so as not to give any more entertainment to him, who was enjoying tormenting and watching her be distressed. Having finished his work, Kaiton returned to his seat, fluttering the hem of his robe. He brushed against Muriel, and his robe came close enough to reach the hem of her dress. Fortunately, the wound she had was completely healed by him. It did hurt her pride a little that he¡¯s showing off and healing her wounds. Muriel was angry. The whole kingdom spoke ill of her and ignored her, but it was particularly painful for Kaiton to stab her in the heart like this. Kaiton must have a gift for not only magic but also ridicule. Kaiton took Rovelia¡¯s hand and confirmed her Pasio. Seeing Kaiton¡¯s frown, it seemed that Pasio alone could not confirm who the saint was, as Muriel had expected. ¡°What do you say? Who is the Holy Saint of the Oracle?¡± Nicholas Neville asked impatiently. ¡°I don¡¯t know.¡± ¡°What do you mean by that? I¡¯m sure one of the two ladies have higher Pasio than other people. The Young lady, who has Pasio overflowing enough to look over the whole kingdom, is the saint who will save the world with the eyes of Sharan.¡± ¡°None of the two ladies had a saint-like Pasio.¡± ¡°Both of them? No, that can¡¯t be¡­The oracle is correct. Did you check it properly?¡¯¡¯ ¡°If the Hight Preist wants to see it for himself, please try it. It would be troublesome to find a new UNET, but it¡¯s not impossible, is it?¡± The UNET that the high priest had broken was the largest and most elaborate UNET in the kingdom. It would not be easy to get a new one of its caliber. Kaiton knew this and was being sarcastic, but the priest was so surprised that he could not recognize it. ¡°Lady Muriel Storm¡¯s Pasio was impressive.¡± ¡°Is that so? What do you mean? Please don¡¯t hesitate to talk to me about it more clearly.¡± Kaiton twisted the corners of his mouth to a mean smile. He laughed ostentatiously at Muriel. Muriel was furious at Kaiton¡¯s ridicule, even though he knew her Pasio could play indefinitely. Every time his sensual lips drew a savage arc, deep in her heart a throbbing emotion arose. Muriel didn¡¯t know exactly what to name the emotion, but it was clear that there was a mixture of anger and fear. ¡°In a third stage of magic, Pasio seemed to disappear.¡± ¡°Oh, dear!¡± Nicholas Neville, hearing the shockingly terrible amount of Pasio, staggered with his head. ¡°Is that really all of it?¡¯+****¡Â The nobles, who were focusing on the conversation between the two, also reacted with surprise. ¡°Is it possible for a person to be born with only that much Pasio?¡±¡± ¡°Isn¡¯t it hard to live the rest of your life if you can only just play, eat, and breathe?¡± ¡°Muriel has been famous since the Academy for her terrible magic skills. It¡¯s not surprising.¡± Muriel looked at the people who were talking thoughtlessly, treating her as someone who was not around, but only for a moment. Like a person who did not care what they said, she sighed quietly and did not listen to them. Kaiton looked at Muriel casually, and Nicholas clung to him, grasping the hem of his robe. ¡°Is it¡­.Rovelia then? Is lady Dachini the Saint of the oracle? Either of them must be the Saint of the Oracle!¡± Nicholas Neville, in his late thirties, always looked like a boy, but now he looks much older than he is. His wrinkles, his furrows, the insanity and the stickiness of his hair, made him look old. ¡°Lady Dachini¡¯s was a little better, but still at the same level. Even if you are a saint, you¡¯d have to retire right away.¡± ¡°Well, that can¡¯t be¡­.¡± ¡°Well, considering that the retirement of the saints is only death, it would be a miserable debut.¡± It seemed that Kaiton had little intention of concealing himself. Muriel wondered if Sharan would be angry at his disturbing words, but he was surprisingly calm. In fact, Sharan was not interested in the saint at all. It didn¡¯t matter if the saint could never be resurrected. It was better for the kingdom to pay attention only to his unique eyes. His position and existence will become then more special. ¡°A saint who has no gift of prophecy nor much Pasio, she¡¯ll be the most special saint ever.¡± Many people were started by Sharan¡¯s words and flinched. Nicholas Neville, though, still had his hopes high. His belief that the Holy Saint would appear and revive the declining temple remained unchanged. ¡°That cannot be true, Sharan. The oracle left by the last saint is certainly true. I can guarantee this as Nicholas. I¡¯m sure the saint who will appear this time will have a special power. Aren¡¯t they already different from the other saints in terms of age?¡± ¡°The holy woman who gave the oracle has already died, and the main characters of the oracle are like this, so isn¡¯t it right to think that the oracle is wrong¡­?¡± ¡°That¡¯s absolutely not true! The holy Saint who gave the oracle prophesied the truth until the day she died. Everything was true. There is absolutely no mistake. There must be a hero among them who will save Sharan.¡± Nicholas spoke like a goldfish, as if he had something more to say, but soon closed his mouth. ¡°We¡¯ll see about that¡­Crawford.¡± ¡°Yes, Sharan.¡± ¡°As of now, you¡¯re in charge of finding the real saint.¡± ¡°Sha, Sharan! The saint is under the jurisdiction of the temple. The court wizard should not be involved¡­.¡± ¡°That¡¯s enough, Neville. Don¡¯t forget that your power should be used only for the saint and the royals. It would be a waste to use your energy on finding a saint with humble abilities.¡± ¡°But¡­¡± ¡°Are you still stubborn about wasting your energy?¡± The power that Nicholas Neville received from heaven and the strength that he had earned through his blood and sweat was not Sharan¡¯s, but Sharan, the master of the royal family and the watchman of the kingdom, believed that all those loyal to him were his. ¡°Oh, no.¡± Nicholas leaned over deeply. The important thing, however, was that the saint was on his side, so that he could give way to whoever was looking for the saint if he could find her. ¡°Sharan.¡¯¡¯ When Sharan rose from the throne, a gentle voice caught him. It was August Eclum, a dark-skinned man, and a player. He was the most famous playboy in the kingdom, and he was always the number one favorite in the kingdom¡¯s popularity vote, which is held secretly every year. ¡°What is it? Young Master Eclum.¡± ¡°I want to help the two young ladies adapt to the royal life. May I have your permission?¡± ¡°The young master himself? Why?¡± ¡°I¡¯m an alumnus of the same academy that the two ladies have studied from. I thought I ought to help them, for they have become the stars of the oracle of the great saint.¡± ¡°That¡¯s all?¡± ¡°That¡¯s it, sir.¡± Sharan burst into laughter. He chuckled and laughed, shaking his shoulders. Despite his obvious sarcasm, August stood upright without a frown. He showed no signs of frustration or shame. He waited calmly for the King¡¯s permission. ¡°I see, Duke Pendragon. What about your family? Is there no one in your family who would volunteer to help the saint? Now¡¯s the only chance you¡¯ll get. Go ahead and tell me.¡± ¡®¡¯Apologies, but God has sent the Saint to help us but with the growing number of rising disasters in our city of Lehen, I¡¯m afraid we cannot step forward this time. I hope you¡¯ll understand it with your generosity.¡± Although it was a neat and well-mannered remark, Sharan¡¯s face quickly became cold, as the Pendragon¡¯s Lord had basically said that they were too busy dealing with real problems to have time for this. ¡°Well, Pendragon seems to be busy defending the kingdom, so I¡¯ll leave it to Eclum to prevent the ladiesl from running around without a lead. I allow Eclum¡¯s young master to help Crawford in confirming who the saint of the oracle is.¡± Sharan quickly left the banquet hall. Nevertheless, August still bowed to the empty throne. August was an extremely light-hearted man in rumors and the protagonist of numerous scandals, but Muriel knew truly how sincere and dedicated he was in reality. He was the first person to be sacrificed after Muriel turned dark in the novel. It was unfortunate that the only person the playboy offered his pure heart and love to was Muriel; who had no blood or tears. August was dragged around without knowing that Muriel was using him, and was eventually executed by Sharan for the evil deeds committed by Muriel. It was the first time that the three pillars that firmly supported the Sharan shook. ¡°I look forward to your kind cooperation, Muriel.¡¯¡¯ August smiled and held out his hand to Muriel. ¡°Welcome.¡± Muriel did not hold August¡¯s hand. August, however, did not show any signs of displeasure, except with a sly smile. Muriel will not let the novel flow as scheduled. So it was better to keep a good distance from August. Apologies if the quality isn¡¯t up to standard, my laptop has been down for some time now and will get fixed only next week. Chapter 6 Episode 06 The Devil¡¯s Magic Class Muriel and Rovelia were set to stay in court wizards¡¯ quarters. Although there was a portal where you could move from your home to the royal family in a second, it took many court wizards to open the portal. It was more comfortable to stay in the accommodation than the portal where their high blood pressure was divided. It wasn¡¯t comforting to know that Kaiton was living on the top floor of the same accommodation but except for the schedule, I wasn¡¯t facing him all the time, so there was nothing I could say to refute. ¡°In the future, the young ladies will earn light magic.¡¯¡¯ Kaiton revealed his plan to find a saint the very next day. August, who had decided to help them, had not even arrived yet, but he did not care. ¡°Are you saying the saint is the one who won¡¯t be able to use magic? I don¡¯t understand¡± Rovelia asked, tilting her head. It was very famously known that Sharan and the saint couldn¡¯t use magic. It wasn¡¯t impossible to do magic, but even everyday magic was hard for them to prepare. Therefore, priests were created to treat Sharan and the saint, and even protected their holy power from being used by others. I can¡¯t believe that I can¡¯t use magic with so much Pasio. It was believed that God did not allow magic to protect the divine power of Sharon and the saint. In order to use Sharan¡¯s eyes and the saint¡¯s prophetic ability, a huge amount of Pasio is needed, and magic was prohibited to use unless used it in strict ways. Therefore, Kaiton¡¯s words to teach magic to the candidates for the saint were hard to understand. ¡°If you¡¯re a saint, you need a lot of Pasio and the power of prophecy. Both the young ladies don¡¯t have either. So don¡¯t we have to look for another way?¡± ¡°Another way¡­ So you want us to learn magic, Mr. Crawford? I don¡¯t think the saint will save the kingdom by magic.¡± ¡°But you two don¡¯t have the power of prophecy, do you? So how are you going to save the kingdom? It¡¯s possible that the saint that the oracle refers to is not the real saint, I want to consider all the possibilities.¡± ¡°I can¡¯t believe a saint is not a saint¡­ I didn¡¯t know you liked to play with words, Mr. Crawford.¡± Rovelia spoke obnoxiously, but Kaiton showed no sign of bending his thoughts. Well, you have to have them take the magic class, even if it is ridiculous. That¡¯s how we can turn to Ur¡¯s sculpture by greed. Muriel, who knows the contents of the novel, was not surprised because she knew Kaiton¡¯s intentions to teach magic to the saint. But that didn¡¯t mean I wanted to take a magic class. Muriel, who learned magic in the novel, burned down Sharan¡¯s mountain. And the price was enormous. ¡°Lady Rovelia and I are not talented in magic. And didn¡¯t you say that my Pasio is so terrible that a third-level magic spell would turn me into a demon?¡± ¡°Then pray hard, Yong Lady Muriel. What do you know? Since she is a saint loved by God, maybe your holy power will come down further.¡± This person is really¡­ Muriel was once again enraged at Kaiton¡¯s charade of making fun of people. ¡°Spiritual power is just the magic of a white wizard. Is the chief wizard saying that magical power increases if you pray hard enough?¡± ¡°Even if you don¡¯t have any talent in magic, you don¡¯t seem to be neglecting your magic studies, Young lady Muriel.¡¯¡¯ Kaiton rolled up the corners of his mouth and shut up, but his next remark was clearly expected. He knew that and looked surprised. Oh, my God, you little bastard. Muriel was still uncomfortable and scared of Kaiton, but now he was even more obnoxious. He seemed to be a man who didn¡¯t know how to speak without sarcasm. ¡°Yes, I do not lack intelligence.¡± Since the appearance of Kalin Ur, the first Ur to push the world into chaos, black wizards have become followers of evil, and white wizards have become priests of God. But they were just ordinary wizards. White magic only borrows power from the spirits of light and black magic from the spirits of darkness. That¡¯s what they were born with. Unless they were geniuses like Kaiton, most wizards could only learn one magic that matched their natural constitution. How do you think people called black wizards are followers of evil when they know they¡¯re just unlucky? ¡°Besides, I¡¯m water type and Lady Rovelia is Fire-type, If both of us have to learn magic, shouldn¡¯t we learn magic that suits our constitution, not white magic?¡± ¡°If you¡¯re a hero who¡¯s going to save Sharan, wouldn¡¯t you rather use white magic? Besides, you won¡¯t be able to learn advanced magic influenced by magic compatibility anyway, so don¡¯t worry.¡± ¡°Ha¡­!¡± ¡°Of course, we will continue to make efforts to stimulate Pasio to awaken the saint¡¯s abilities.¡± ¡°Is it dangerous?¡± asked Rovelia. ¡°I¡¯m just letting go of the mana. If you give mama to the blocked path, you¡¯ll know how to do one thing, whether it¡¯s magic or the prophecy of the oracle. Give me your hand. I¡¯ll show you.¡± August came in just as Rovelia reached out her hand carefully. He strode in only after knocking briefly and as if he didn¡¯t need permission. ¡°Oh, I¡¯m late, aren¡¯t I?¡± August smiled leisurely, but took to the middle of the room as if he wouldn¡¯t allow anything to process without him. Eclum was the richest of the three, Dachini, Eclum, Pendragon, and August proved it with his whole body. Earrings, rings, bracelets, necklaces, belts¡­ There were expensive-looking jewels all over his body. Even then, small jewels were scattered on every embroidery delicately placed on the white clothes. Every time August walked, the illuminated jewels glowed, and there was a clang and the sound of accessories crashing. No one seemed to think of him as a prosecutor. He looked more like a musician or dancer. He also resembled a fool who would play around with women on the street and waste time. ¡°No, it¡¯s not, Eclum. I¡¯m just getting started. Welcome.¡± Rovelia quickly retreated her hand that had reached out to Kaiton and strode up to August to greet him. ¡°I¡¯m relieved that you¡¯re welcoming me. I was worried that I might suddenly appear in an unwelcome place and be hated.¡± August said something that he didn¡¯t mean refreshingly well. He didn¡¯t look worried or intimidated at all. His smiling face was full of confidence that he would be loved anywhere. ¡°No way. I¡¯m so relieved that Eclum is here with us. Eclum helped me a lot when I was at the Academy.¡± ¡°¡­ it was a small thing, and you remembered it.¡± ¡°Of course, then August¡­ Oh my¡­!¡± She called August casually like a friend and covered her mouth with wide, rabbit-like eyes as if belatedly realizing her mistake. ¡°I¡¯m sorry, Young Master Eclum.¡± Rovelia, who blushed shyly and pulled down her eyelashes, was seen as a lovely girl who certainly welcomed her old friend. Muriel¡¯s insides began to twist again, even though there was nothing to look at. ¡°Again¡­¡± Muriel carefully shut her mouth and took refuge by the window. I opened the window a little and breathed fresh air, so my stomach calmed down a little. ¡°Call me August, Rovelia.¡± ¡°But now you¡¯re the young master of Eclum¡­.¡± ¡°Before that, aren¡¯t we classmates at the Academy? The formalities between old friends are just cumbersome. Don¡¯t you agree, Muriel?¡± ¡°No, I¡­ Ugh¡­!¡± We are not friends, so I wanted to tell you to speak formally, but my stomach got worse because I met Rovelia¡¯s glittering eyes. Muriel nodded inevitably as Rovelia approached and kept looking at her as if to hold her hand. ¡°I feel reassured to be with my friends. I was worried that I had to learn the magic of white magic that I didn¡¯t expect¡­.¡± ¡°White magic. What do you mean, Rovelia?¡± When August stiffened his smiling face and asked sharply, Rovelia replied cautiously, looking at Kaiton. She looked embarrassed that she had unintentionally told on him. ¡°Mr. Crawford said we should learn magic because we might not be saints.¡± ¡°What are you talking about, Crawford?¡± Kaiton¡¯s face showed an expression of annoyance. ¡®¡¯All you need to do is support me well, Sir Elcum. I¡¯ve already explained the details to the Young Ladies.¡¯¡¯ ¡°Answer me, Crawford. I¡¯ve never heard anything as absurd as a saint learning magic. Are you not going to carry out Sharan¡¯s orders to find a saint?¡± ¡°Well¡­ I¡¯m not obliged to answer to Prince Elcum, but I¡¯ll tell you since you claim to be the guardian of the young ladies.¡¯¡¯ Kaiton was pointing out that Rovellia was secretly handing over her work to August, but Rovelia didn¡¯t seem to understand. Muriel was falsely accused of being treated as a child for nothing, but she said nothing because he secretly hoped August would win. ¡°It¡¯s not the appearance of a saint that the oracle should pay attention to.¡± ¡°Then what are you saying?¡± ¡°The birth of a hero who will save the kingdom.¡± ¡°!¡± That¡¯s too much. Muriel, who knew Kaiton¡¯s plot, could only hear it forcibly, but August seemed to have a lot of thoughts. You¡¯ve been taken in by Kaiton¡¯s impudence. The room became quiet. Rovelia and August were absorbed in their thoughts for a long time. Kaiton came to Muriel¡¯s side and closed the window she had left open. ¡°Do you feel sick?¡± He whispered in Muriel¡¯s ear. He noticed Muriel sneaking off to the window to soothe her sick stomach. ¡°No, I don¡¯t.¡± Her voice cracked as she answered, taking a step away from Kaiton. It was because I got nervous again without realizing it. Was it fear? No it wasn¡¯t. Even if the feeling of fear grew, it couldn¡¯t be identified as that. It was more like the feeling of irritation and exploding anger. It was similar to when the survival instincts of a herbivore was triggered. ¡°No problem.¡± ¡°Is that so? Then let¡¯s get started. Let us hold hands, Young lady Muriel. I¡¯ll help you open your mana path.¡± I couldn¡¯t think of an excuse to get out of the situation. I was forced to take Kaiton¡¯s hand. Immediately his magic came through his hands. It felt different than before. I felt like I was in the water. The weight of water, which was light at first, became increasingly burdensome. I was getting out of breath. I felt like I was being swept away by a huge wave. There was no way to escape from the pressure of water pressing against the heart from all sides. August came as Muriel exhaled her overwhelming breath. ¡°Take your time. Muriel is not used to magic, so it¡¯s not good to be so forceful from the beginning.¡± Kaiton glared dangerously and increased the amount of magic he¡¯d poured into Muriel. A blue glow of madness flashed through his black eyes. I was about to drown in his hostility. Muriel held his hand tightly as she could do so. I didn¡¯t want to show him any fear. ¡°Well¡­¡± ¡°Crawford!¡± When he heard Muriel¡¯s last breath escaping, August was startled and dropped the two. Muriel leaned against August¡¯s chest and gasped in the field. ¡°Oh, my. Sigh¡­¡± It seemed that August was growling above my head, but I couldn¡¯t understand it because my head was buzzing and the sound of breathing filled my ears. ¡°What the hell is this? Isn¡¯t Muriel having a hard time?¡± ¡°Don¡¯t disturb me.¡± ¡°Don¡¯t go too far. Muriel is different from the wizards in this tower. What are you going to do if it goes wrong!¡± ¡°How surprising that you know that?¡± Kaiton pushed up the mean corners of his mouth. He reached out and August slid back. It was as if the wind were pushing August¡¯s body, and the ground was pulling him back. ¡°August!¡± Rovelia screamed and ran to August, who fell against the wall. ¡°Sigh¡­ what a commotion¡­ I shouldn¡¯t have caused¡­ It must be ¡°sigh¡­¡± ¡°We have something we need to talk about quietly, Muriel.¡± Kaiton drew close to Muriel, who was still breathing with her chest shaking. He whispered in her ear with a cruel smile. ¡°What magic is on you?¡± I¡¯m under a spell? A thunderbolt crossed Muriel, who was frowning at the mysterious words. I¡¯m possessed in a novel! What magic did it take to come to this world, to become Muriel? Then I never wanted to be caught by Kaiton. ¡°Mu, what¡­ magic¡­!¡± ¡®¡¯There is no doubt. The ancient prohibition spell is casted on your body. Why¡¯s that?¡± ¡°¡­!¡± ¡°Muriel Storm, who are you?¡± Chapter 7 Episode 07 The Devil¡¯s Magic Class When Kaiton reached out to Muriel, a sword flew in and pinned his robe to the wall. It was August. ¡°Crawford, what is the meaning of this?¡± ¡°It¡¯s annoying¡­¡± Only Muriel could hear Kaiton murmuring softly. In his black eyes, the irritated murderous intention that said ¡±Shall I kill him?¡± seemed to cross. No! August had to live for the peace of the kingdom. ¡°Mr. Crawford!¡± At Muriel¡¯s urgent call, Kaiton turned around, and the sword flew in again. The sword probably used mana to float in the air and threaten Kaiton¡¯s neck. if he moved again at all, it would cut him down and kill him. Damn it, we¡¯re gonna have to cooperate to save him. I was nervous because August kept unknowingly provoking the Devil. As the second knife clung close to his skin, Kaiton¡¯s face became cold. Whether he knew what kind of existence he was threatening or not, August stood up peacefully and brushed the dust off him. ¡°I got hit pretty good.¡± August smiled as playfully as usual, but his eyes were serious as if a switch had been turned on. The glaring eyes were definitely that of a swordsman, so it was embarrassing. I thought he would be just flustered and playful, but he seemed to be a competitive swordsman. ¡°It¡¯s not great magic, but it¡¯s good enough to protect my juniors¡­ I won¡¯t put up with this rudeness anymore.¡± ¡°August!¡± ¡°Muriel, don¡¯t worry. I¡¯ll save you.¡± It¡¯s for sure. August was a little tactless. Muriel¡¯s expression looking at me is asking for help. I didn¡¯t know how you thought to the point to want to kill him because of his insults. Muriel realized that the longer August¡¯s foolishness continued, the stronger the dark and dreary energy Kaiton emitted. ¡°I¡¯m fine, so put the knife away.¡± ¡°Are you worried about him? Don¡¯t worry, I won¡¯t go too far.¡± ¡°Who cares about who! Don¡¯t make things worse. Stay out of it!¡± ¡°Muriel¡­¡± Muriel roared, and August looked stunned. Only then did the tension that had been around Kaiton die down. ¡°Again, I don¡¯t need protection. Put the knife away and stay out of this. I¡¯ll take care of it.¡± ¡°Young Lady Muriel¡­.¡± ¡°Right now!¡± August slid down the sword that was threatening Kaiton like a timid dog curling its tail. He seemed unhappy, but he seemed to be more surprised by Muriel whose temper was shown in her firece eyes. ¡°It¡¯s a misunderstanding.¡± ¡°Misunderstanding?¡¯¡¯ The cold sunken eyes of Kaiton swept Muriel¡¯s face. He laughed at the poor explanation and raised the tip of his chin with an expression telling her to continue. ¡°It¡¯s not forbidden magic, it¡¯s protective magic that my father developed for me before he died.¡± ¡°Protective magic?¡¯¡¯ ¡°Yes, as you know, my Pasio is terrible. It¡¯s a special protective magic to reserve Pasio.¡± ¡°That¡¯s a lame excuse, Young Lady Muriel.¡± Muriel did not shy away from Kaiton¡¯s gaze. If you¡¯re confident enough with your lie, anyone would fall for it. I was going to push the lie to the wall. That¡¯s all I had. ¡°Think about it. Who would put a forbidden spell on something like me? My Pasio¡¯s terrible, and a normal girl like me doesn¡¯t have any ability. This is the first time I¡¯ve been out of the Storm¡¯s territory. If anyone could put something as great as an ancient prohibition spell on someone as Sir Crawford said, they wouldn¡¯t have used it on me, since the fief of Dachini is right next to the fief of storm.¡± Kaiton¡¯s expression became fiercer. He laughed at her by rolling up the corners of his mouth again, but the look of contempt was more stronger than ever. ¡±Are you asking me to understand how terrible of a state you are in? Since there is no way such a prohibition would be casted upon someone in a poor state as you?¡± ¡°Yeah, sort of.¡± ¡°That¡¯s terrible.¡± ¡°It¡¯s very useless.¡± ¡°¡­.¡± Believe it or not, I don¡¯t care. He stared at Muriel for a while. He had a fishy smile on his mouth, but I couldn¡¯t read what he was thinking because his eyes were darkened. But seeing the prolonged silence, he didn¡¯t seem to know exactly what magic was at stake in Muriel. ¡°You¡¯ve never left your territory?¡± Is that important? I was not certain because Muriel¡¯s memory had so many empty parts, but as far as Muriel remembered, this was the first she left her territory except for when she attended the academy. Of course, the Muriel before I possessed her. Hey, Devil. Do you know about Seoul? Have you heard of the republic of Korea? ¡°As far as I remember.¡± ¡°Are you sure?¡¯¡¯ ¡°That¡¯s¡­¡± Is there anyone who can be 100% sure of their memory? Time goes by for everyone, and memories fade. ¡°The magic engraved on your body is ancient magic. It¡¯s not magic to protect Pasio.¡± ¡°¡­.¡± ¡°I can¡¯t believe the young lady¡¯s words.¡± ¡°As far as I remember, my father¡­!¡± ¡°If you¡¯re not lying,¡± Kaiton¡¯s voice was a little rousing. The eyes looking at Muriel were like the eyes of a teacher looking at an undesirable disciple. Pathetic, stuffy, pitiful eyes. The eyes are filled with resentment. ¡°Yes, I can¡¯t believe your memory, even if it¡¯s not a lie. The lost memory may contain the information of forbidden spells.¡± But that was very unlikely. Muriel was just a character in a novel. There is no way that the author did not explain such an important setting. The magic he discovered was more likely to be the magic that possessed Muriel, who was in Seoul, and had her possess the Muriel here. I can¡¯t tell him this, though. ¡°It¡¯s terrible.¡± Kaiton, who was staring at Muriel, turned his head as if he didn¡¯t want to deal with her anymore if she wasn¡¯t answering rightly. It¡¯s uncomfortable, but if he¡¯s lost interest in trying to figure out what the magic on Muriel is, that¡¯s fine. It was a relief. While staring at Kaiton with narrow eyes, August, who had been quietly with love as Muriel said, strode up to Muriel. After some closure with Kaiton, he seemed to think he could step in now. He grabbed Muriel¡¯s hand. ¡°Why is Muriel terrible? That¡¯s what you¡¯ve been thinking? It¡¯s a stupid thought.¡± Muriel laughed in vain. August looked like he was just going to play with or tease women¡¯s hearts without a grain of sincerity, but he was actually a very good man. He had a good sense of heart and was as tactless as a bear who looked like he would have made a fuss about the people he loved. The only thing resembling a fox about him was his appearance. That¡¯s why Muriel did it in the novel. Muriel wanted to be more hard on August when she found out he was a good man. It would be nice to have a good friend, but it wouldn¡¯t be good to be close to her. ¡°Don¡¯t step in on a whim next time.¡± Muriel took August¡¯s hand off. Considering that he hold hands or shoulders without hesitation and the distance is incredibly narrow, it seemed true that he was used to dating around and socializing a lot. That¡¯s why it¡¯s even more amazing. It¡¯s really hard to be able to stay true to yourself even though you¡¯ve made so many connections. ¡°Don¡¯t grab it so recklessly.¡± ¡°¡­I¡¯m sorry.¡± August seemed frustrated as if he had a lot to say, but he apologized kindly. It was Muriel who was sorry. Because she¡¯d let such a good man die in the end. ¡°Mr. Crawford.¡± Kaiton quenched his agitation and looked back at Muriel with a brooding look. ¡°Don¡¯t use magic on me again. Don¡¯t forget that Crawford¡¯s only job is to find a saint. If you¡¯re going to do anything else, I won¡¯t allow it next time.¡± It was also a warning against his plans to take Pasio away with Ur¡¯s sculpture. Kaiton laughed coldly, as if he understood what she meant. closing his eyes dangerously as if saying as if you could stop it. I thought he¡¯d say mean things like, ¡± So what if you don¡¯t condone it?¡± but he didn¡¯t say anything. Since then, several classes and magic supplementations have continued, but Muriel avoided Kaiton¡¯s eyes as much as possible, and returned to the accommodation in a hurry after the schedule was over. She ran away, hitting the wall against August, who was persistent. The operation to avoid the two was quite successful. Kaiton was too busy to be following Muriel around, and August looked like a fool, but he had a lot of work to do as Eclum¡¯s young master. However, perhaps she was unlucky today, August appeared next to Muriel, who was sitting alone in the restaurant. ¡°Can I sit next to you, Muriel?¡± ¡°There are a lot of empty seats around.¡± She refused without wasting a breath, but August sat opposite Muriel without listening. Even though Muriel glared at him with a sullen stare, asking why he asked if he was going to do so anyway. August bit down on an apple with a unique friendly smile. There were definitely apples that were cut to look good and eat available, but it was hard to believe that he was the richest Eclum in the kingdom when he chewed on whole apples. Looking gorgeous and coy, he ate well and adapted well. After Kaiton conducted a few classes without August, he also entered the court wizards¡¯ quarters, and seemed to have adapted well to the cramped room. Rovelia secretly complained about how shabby the facilities were here and how uncomfortable and unpleasant her room was, but August never did. On the contrary, after entering this place, he said he slept well, and his face became smoother. ¡°It¡¯s more delicious if you eat it together. The food here is too salty, sweet, spicy, and greasy to eat alone.¡± ¡°¡­August?¡± August brought five bowls of plates. Still, he didn¡¯t put a lot of food on them because he was an aristocrat, but it was still quite a large enough amount to be called a meal. ¡°I thought you liked the food here.¡± ¡°I don¡¯t know what to say when you ask me if I like it or not, but I don¡¯t hate it enough to the point of opening up a portal and going home for every meal.¡± ¡°I had no idea; you always eat well.¡± ¡°You need to eat this much to maintain your body. Don¡¯t I do physical labor?¡± It was not convincing because it was said while cutting the piece of a meat as big as fish, but it was amazing that he could eat it so well even though he hated it. Muriel couldn¡¯t do that. August said that the food here was too salty, sweet, spicy, and greasy, but all Muriel could feel was that the food here was hot, cold, greasy, dry, soft, and so on. ¡°Muriel is full with just one soup? You need to eat well to cheer up during class.¡± Muriel¡¯s side effects from being possessed by the novel were not only not feeling of pain. She couldn¡¯t taste anything either. At first, I thought the food here was bland, but I realized that the problem was with me only when I felt a faint salty taste even after sprinkling salt like snow. She could humbly accept everything she was given, including magic incompetence, the title of the most evil woman and the shepherd girl of the kingdom, but She couldn¡¯t stand being not being able to taste. I was depressed again. What a joy it is to eat in life, and I can¡¯t believe it¡¯s been taken away. When I saw August holding and tearing off the golden chicken legs, my mouth was watering. The sense of smell was still there, so I could smell it vividly. The crisp, crisp sound of chewing a well-done shell hit the eardrums ironically. For some reason, Muriel muttered as if bewitched as she looked at August¡¯s chicken legs. ¡°Can I have a bite of that?¡¯¡¯ Hey guys guess who¡¯s laptop got fixed? As promised, I started working on this the moment I got it. It¡¯s actually not fully fixed yet but good enough to work on! (¡ä?`??) hope you enjoyed the chapter! edit: fixed every problem in the chapter! Chapter 8 Episode 08 The Magic Class of the Devil ¡°You mean¡­ this?¡± ¡°Yes, give me a bite of that.¡± Muriel quickly stole the chicken leg from August¡¯s hardened hand with embarrassment. When it was being distributed, I could pass by pretending not to see it, but I couldn¡¯t stand it when I was stimulated by my five senses. The taste of chicken was already pictured in my head before I could bite it. Crispy, the texture of it between the teeth was perfect. But¡­ But the taste¡­ ¡°That¡¯s too much.¡± The chicken tasted heavenly in my head, but in my mouth, it was just a damp, oily, and fluffy lump. I suddenly hated the world. If you have to live with food torture like this and chew on a bunch of scented paper¡­ The end of the world seemed not far off. ¡°You need meat to cheer you up, right?¡¯¡¯ ¡°Ugh¡­¡± ¡°Why? Does it taste bad?¡± August asked when Muriel put down the chicken that she now thought was just a pie in the sky. ¡°Shall we get some food from the master chef at my house? It¡¯ll be better than the food here.¡± ¡°No, they¡¯re all the same.¡± ¡°Our chef is good at cooking lamb. There¡¯s no smell, and if you take a bite of the juicy meat, it¡¯s full of flavor¡­!¡± ¡°August, don¡¯t torture me.¡± ¡°?¡± Muriel scooped up the bright green soup in front of her. I don¡¯t know what it is, but I thought it would be good for my body if it looked green, so I brought it to my lips. It was better to eat food that went down smoothly than having to chew that which you can¡¯t even taste. ¡°Ah¡­¡± ¡°Why?¡± ¡°No, it¡¯s nothing.¡± Muriel scooped up the soup expressionlessly and made eye contact with Kaiton. Since when did it start? I¡¯ve been trying so hard to avoid it, but I can¡¯t believe I¡¯m meeting both of them here. My luck was really bad today. ¡°You¡¯re staring at me again¡­.¡± Kaiton stopped eating and stared at Muriel. It was strange that Muriel did not notice the identity of Kaiton in the novel, even though he was aiming for her so obviously. ¡°Who¡¯s looking at Muriel? Because you¡¯re the star of the Saint, they must be curious.¡± ¡°I hope they don¡¯t get curious a second time those eyes of curiosity are burning me..¡± Kaiton was still looking at Muriel with a strange expression. I don¡¯t know why you¡¯re staring at people uncomfortably when you¡¯re here to eat. Are you still doubting the magic that Muriel has? ¡°You¡¯ll have to get used to it. Whether you are a saint or not, there will be no one in the kingdom who doesn¡¯t know Muriel.¡± ¡°Wasn¡¯t a saint a person with not much presence?¡± Muriel leaned her elbow against the table and covered her face, pretending to concentrate on the conversation to escape Kaiton¡¯s persistent gaze. I used to curse the ostrich who would bury his head in the sand when it encountered a predator, but now doing the same, I understood the poor bird¡¯s heart. It was much more comforting to be able to see. I wondered if Kaiton was still sitting there and staring at me but I couldn¡¯t lower the arms covering my head. Muriel only drank the soup. It helped erase the awkwardness rather than staying still, and I wanted to hurry up and empty the bowl and leave my seat. ¡±It¡¯s the first time in 12 years that one emerged, it¡¯s become more special.¡± ¡°Hmph! You should¡¯ve treated them well when they were still here. You¡¯re clearly way too late.¡± ¡°Is that how it is?¡± August scratched his forehead embarrassingly. Usually, such a move would have to make a person look a little naive and pure, but August¡¯s decadent beauty had a tremendous effect. It was just scratching his forehead as if he was embarrassed, but it created a sweet atmosphere that seemed to attract people. Perhaps Muriel was not the only one who felt that way, but women¡¯s cries burst out at the same time throughout the restaurant. Yeah, it¡¯s kind of a ridiculous look. August always showed too much coordination, which was a perfect match. His face would be buried unless he looked quite fancy, but the thing that always shines the most was his racy-looking face. ¡°Why? Is there something on my face?¡± Muriel looked flatly at him, and August smiled nicely again and swept his forehead. That, that¡¯s what you were aiming for. Muriel could not help but hear the embarrassing praise. And yet he just smiled as if he couldn¡¯t hear anything. ¡°Oh, my. That smirk¡­ Young lady.. You¡¯re really lucky there¡­ Oh, it¡¯s food.¡± ¡°Yes, it¡¯s the best. Even if I eat it all the time, it¡¯s thrilling every time. It¡¯s a good restaurant.¡± ¡°Hmm¡­ It¡¯s deliciously spicy. You could¡¯ve done a little more spicier¡­.¡± The women suddenly complimented the food in a fuss, but the admiration was not for the food. ¡°You know all that is not about food right now, right?¡± ¡°Huh? What?¡± ¡°Pretending not to know. A man who knows what he¡¯s good at is somehow annoying. Don¡¯t you have any feelings of remorse?¡± ¡°What? Was I mean?¡± Well, why ask that, August? You know how you feel the most. I said strange things because I was distracted by Kaiton¡¯s gaze. ¡°No, it¡¯s not.¡± ¡°Oh? On Muriel¡¯s lips¡­¡± Before Muriel could respond, August touched Muriel¡¯s lips with his finger. There was green soup on the tip of his finger. He forced it in, it seemed that I ate it with my mouth. ¡°Oh, my. Did you just touch your lips? I think I¡¯m going to have trouble breathing, Young Lady.¡± ¡°Drool¡­ This is deliciously spicy.¡± ¡°Oh my! What virtue did Muriel Storm do to earn that from August?¡±¡± Women who indirectly praised August by comparing him to food screamed. They forgot to sneak a peek, didn¡¯t try to pretend any longer and blushed at August. ¡°What is this?¡± Despite her glare, August smiled and remained calm. His smile full of mischief. ¡°Fan service.¡± August replied with a wink, saying each letter with strength. ¡°Don¡¯t tell me you think I don¡¯t know? I¡¯m just giving back the love I received from the Young Ladies¡± ¡°You must have used me for your fan service¡± ¡°If Muriel uses me next time, I won¡¯t say anything.¡± ¡°So you admit you¡¯re using me now?¡¯¡¯ ¡°Well, it depends on what you think! Kahk-¡¯¡¯ August, who was enjoying people¡¯s eyes and taking soup from his hands leisurely, coughed loudly. Like a poisoned person, his blood vessels stood on his neck and he coughed so roughly that his face turned black. ¡°What¡­ What is it? is this also fan service¡­?¡± ¡°khaf-khaf..¡± ¡°¡­Shall I call the priest?¡± As Muriel got up from her, August grabbed Muriel by the wrist and coughed to almost death again. ¡°Khaf-khaf=khaf-khaf-khaf-khaf It¡¯s so hard¡­!¡± ¡°What? Say it properly.¡± ¡°Hahaha¡­¡± Tears were gathering in August¡¯s eyes, he drank water and raised his head, his eyes full of disgust. And yet Muriel didn¡¯t seem very agitated. She was indifferent even though a person was almost dying in front of him. August reflected on Muriel, who did not even give him a worried look, thinking that Muriel must have a lot of hatred for him. Still, He was out of breath, but I couldn¡¯t give him my water, but she didn¡¯t miss hiding the cup because she was afraid August would drink her water. ¡°I thought you were poisoned.¡± ¡°You¡¯ve been eating this all this time?¡±¡± August roared. He looked at Muriel with wreary eyes. ¡°With such a casual face¡­.¡± He looked as if he were looking at a traitorous wife. Even if Jiabi, who devoted her life to her life, set up a new house with a young and beautiful woman, she would not have looked so sad. ¡°¡­why? Is there a problem¡­?¡± Muriel, who couldn¡¯t taste it, was nervous. Is the food bad? It was rotten, but I was still eating it calmly, it must¡¯ve looked ridiculous. ¡°This is jalapeno soup! Ugh¡­ I still feel like my esophagus is burning. My lips hurt. Is this food? Isn¡¯t that a weapon for poisioning?¡± ¡°You¡¯re bluffing a bit, August.¡± I thought I was nervous for no reason, but my vision suddenly became blurred. What¡­ What is it? I¡¯m short of breath and I¡¯m feeling hot. My hands and feet trembled, and my sweat dripped down. What the hell is this? Did Kaiton curse Muriel or something? Is that why you stared at me like that? looking back at Kaiton in surprise, he was still looking at Muriel. With a face full of twisted ridicule, just looking at Muriel seems unpleasant. ¡°He¡¯s really¡­!¡± If you can¡¯t escape, you have to make the first move. I¡¯ve had enough now. As I was about to go to question Kaiton, August¡¯s startled voice caught Muriel. ¡°Muriel¡¯s lips¡­.¡± ¡°Do fan service by yourself.¡± ¡°It¡¯s not that¡­ Muriel¡¯s lips are very¡­.¡± I wondered what my lips were like, so I put my hand them but it felt like I touched two plump salted pollack roe with my hand. ¡°Are these my lips?¡± The pronunciation was broken, and when I pressed them with my hand, my lips were puffed up. I can¡¯t believe I didn¡¯t notice until it got to this extent. The soup was spicy, but I didn¡¯t think it was this spicy. I thought I would be comfortable in the future because I didn¡¯t have any pain, but it wasn¡¯t necessarily a good thing. I almost poisoned myself without knowing anything? Kaiton stood in front of Muriel with a simple plate of food on it. ¡°Dinner time is so noisy¡± August pretended to know, asking if he ate well despite Kaiton¡¯s sarcasm. He would not have had a good feeling for Kaiton since the last disturbance, but he never revealed it. It was an attitude that it was natural to cooperate only for joint goals, excluding one¡¯s emotions thoroughly. Kaiton, on the other hand, stiffened his expression by twisting his lips whenever he saw August like a elementary school student. In a way, August was always sloppy and expressive, but he was cool, and Kaiton was always expressionless, but he often moved according to his emotions. ¡°You ate it all?¡± On top of Kaiton¡¯s plate was a green soup left over. Did you check it throughout the meal? Do you eat all the spicy soup or not? ¡°Because I can. What about you?¡± I wanted to answer in a cool way. So, what do you want me to do? I wanted to answer in a chic way. But I answered like a duck because of my swollen lips. Keaton left with a frown like a man who saw something he shouldn¡¯t see. What¡¯s this sense of defeat? ¡°I didn¡¯t know Muriel liked spicy food this much. Next time, I¡¯ll invite you to my mansion and treat you to spicy food from the north.¡± ¡°Duyong, Hwi Haehyo.¡± * ¡°What¡­ what?¡± The tactless August was only vented on while clinging to the angry Muriel. Realizing that nothing could be said but would only look ridiculous with those duck lips, Muriel stepped past August with weight. When August was embarrassed, she stared at him with a brazen face, saying, ¡°What, what!¡± The good thing is that August has the last sense, so he caught Muriel leaving the restaurant. Why? Are you embarrassed? you look like a duck, but it¡¯s okay. It¡¯s cute. He didn¡¯t say such nonsense this time. It was fortunate since Muriel would have been tempted by the end of the world if he had. Chapter 9 Episode 09 The Magic Class of the Devil ¡°I¡¯m going to teach you two the 1st-level healing magic. It¡¯s something that can be learned regardless of compatibility, so it¡¯s not impossible for two of you to learn.¡± The magic lessons continued. Although Muriel and Rovelia¡¯s magic talents were so poor and there was no progress in learning white magic that was not suitable for them at all, Kaiton did not budge. What was annoying was that he knew how bad Muriel and Rovelia were already, but he never stopped mocking and making sarcastic remarks every time he saw them. It must be a class that focuses on bullying rather than training. ¡°Let me show you first.¡± When I asked how he would demonstrate the magic of healing the wound, Kaiton¡¯s face did not change even a bit of color and he hurt the back of his hand. There was no spell or sign, just as he put his hand close to him, the black, purple glow briefly brushed past and a shallow, long wound formed on the back of his hand. ¡°Serenus.¡± As Kaiton chanted the spell, a white glow emitted and covered the scar. You hurt yourself, and then you heal yourself. Despite everyone¡¯s astonishment at the outspokenness, he was calm. Muriel felt uncomfortable with Kaiton¡¯s expressionless face and black eyes. It was because I was uncomfortable with the twisted mind hidden behind the thin and powerless curtain. ¡°Try it. It¡¯s a rudimentary level of magic that you don¡¯t even have to teach at the academy, so even young children can do it.¡± ¡°Where should I test it?¡± asked Rovelia in a sharp voice. Unlike her confident and gentle appearance at the banquet hall, she lost her composure as she proceeded with the magic classes. She seemed to lose her composure because of having to show a clumsy and wandering appearance to other people. In this country where Pasio is everything, I thought it would be already be familiar to giving in and facing her limitations if she was born with a humble amount of Pasio, but maybe not, as Rovelia was under great stress whenever her magic failed. ¡°It¡¯s hard to control attack magic, so use a knife.¡± ¡°¡­What?¡± Kaiton found a palm-sized dagger on a messy desk and handed it to Rovelia. ¡°Wouldn¡¯t you only be able to test when there is something to heal?¡± ¡°Do you want me to hurt myself like you, sir Crawford?¡± Robelia frowned like her pride had been severely injured. ¡°Then who do you want to hurt, Lady Rovelia? If you want to bring servants from your mansion, I won¡¯t stop you.¡± Kaiton¡¯s voice became sweet, but his eyes remained cold. The corners of his mouth that were twisting up were absolutely that of the devil. As expected, it¡¯s true that you¡¯re just teaching to bully. ¡°I¡¯ll give you my hand.¡± August stood in front of Rovelia, blocking Kaiton¡¯s gaze with his body. ¡°But¡­¡± ¡°This is better than watching lady Rovelia hurt herself.¡± ¡°So kind¡­¡± ¡°I¡¯ll be happy to offer my service to you any time, so feel free to use it.¡± August rolled up his arm and drew a sword and wounded his arm. The wound was long and deep enough to be healed by Robelia¡¯s magic. Is this what you call being ignorant? As if I were the only one to know, The surprisingly good August, looked at Muriel and drew his other arm before she could stop him. ¡°This is for Muriel, so don¡¯t worry. I¡¯m glad I have both arms, hahaha.¡± Oh, that idiot, he¡¯s a pushover. That¡¯s why it¡¯s unnecessary kindness. Muriel doesn¡¯t feel pain, so it¡¯s not a big deal to make a small cut, why come forward. ¡°I¡¯ll take care of it myself.¡± ¡°Use this August¡¯s body to your heart¡¯s content, not the specifications.¡± ¡°Do you hear what you¡¯re saying?¡± Don¡¯t just give away your body as you please to use. Muriel sighed and snatched the dagger from Kaiton¡¯s hand. I didn¡¯t want to be played with the vicious Kaiton rhythm, but August, who kept giving up his body made me feel no better and more reluctant so I had no other choice. ¡°It¡¯s not a strange knife, is it? Like if a stabbed person is cursed.¡± ¡°Black magic is prohibited by national law.¡± ¡°So do you get cursed or not?¡± ¡°There¡¯s no way a court magician can use black magic, right? Feel free to use it, Lady Muriel.¡± How dare you lie with such a brazen face without blinking your eyes. I felt uncomfortable because I thought there would be poison on the dagger, but I didn¡¯t want to continue to see August¡¯s self-harm. I scratched the back of my hand lightly. August watched Muriel with regret as if he couldn¡¯t understand her, and Rovelia watched with an expression of disapproval. Kaiton also kept an eye on Muriel. He found Muriel¡¯s grit offensive, irritating and funny. But on the other hand, it was also very satisfying. It was clear that Muriel would have been more unpleasant if she had avoided or hesitated in fear. It wasn¡¯t painful even if it bled red. However, whenever there was no pain, it was bitter because it seemed to be confirmed that this body was not my body. ¡°Serenus.¡± Sleep. ¡°Serenus!¡± Quietly. ¡°Serenus!¡± Quietly. It was said to be easy magic, but the wound did not heal even if I shouted the spell. ¡°I have to tell the magicians.¡± August said, scratching his forehead. ¡°It¡¯s all right, Muriel. It could be a failure. It¡¯s a relief that no side effects have occurred.¡± The end of August¡¯s words, which were trying to comfort him, were shaken. It seemed to be an incredibly easy magic, given that even he, who is good at hiding emotions, could not hide his surprise. ¡°It¡¯s hopeless.¡± Kaiton looked directly at Muriel and said monotonously. The expression that he didn¡¯t expect much was even more annoying. I wanted to shout, ¡°I said no,¡± but I had no choice but to endure it because I thought it would look more pathetic. ¡°I¡¯ll try, too. Can I just use a talisman?¡± Rovelia took a step closer to August, fiddling with the ring on her hand. Muriel was surprised to see the ring. It was because the ring had a talisman embedded in, which was bigger than a grape, shone red and was very familiar to my eyes. Did I see it wrong? No, that was definitely the ring Muriel knew. The time is coming! August¡¯s death, the first to break the peace of the kingdom. The time for the arson is coming. The content of the novel Muriel remembers were fragmented. The details of the development were not known. But the important events were clear. That ring was definitely a Talisman, which Muriel used to burn down Sharan¡¯s mountain. Later on, August recognized the ring on the scene and turned himself in to protect her. But was the ring originally Rovelia¡¯s? What happened? Muriel was wondering when she would get her hands on that ring, but I never thought she¡¯d see it here. You can¡¯t just get a ring from Rovelia¡­ Maybe she stole it or took it away? ¡°Is it Talisman with Pacio?¡± ¡°Yes.¡± Kaiton looked at Robelia¡¯s ring and asked. Talisman was a mana aid, which amplified mana and protected Pacio. It was very expensive because it was made mainly from the fossils of spirits. Among them, Talisman, which contains Pacio, was high-end. This is because the craftsman¡¯s Pacio was also used. It was ironic that someone else¡¯s Pacio had to be ground to protect my Pacio, but it was a popular product that I couldn¡¯t get my hands on because of the talisman with Pacio in it. Talisman, which contains Pacio, has never remained the same shape in the world because the shape of the crystal changes every time it is made. The Talisman, which has the sun painted inside the red crystal worn by Rovelia, is probably the only one in the world. The reason why Muriel in the novel coveted Rovelia¡¯s Talisman is probably because of its scarcity. Still, stealing¡­ My appetite is bitter. She¡¯s an evil woman trying to destroy the world, but isn¡¯t this act of petty theft just acting cute? ¡°There¡¯s nothing more extravagant than using Pasio talismans to use Serenus, but let¡¯s do it.¡± Rovella¡¯s cheeks flushed with Kaiton¡¯s sarcasm. Still, she thought it was better than failing in magic, so she shouted ¡°Serenus¡± with her hand on the ring. Obviously, she shouted a magic spell to heal the wound, but August¡¯s wound caught fire. ¡°AAAH!¡± Surprised, Robelia gave a short scream. The fire went out quickly but she was still shocked. I wasn¡¯t sure if she was surprised that she hurt August, or if she was surprised that she didn¡¯t succeed in the first stage of magic even after using high-end Talismans. ¡°Ugh¡­¡± August gritted his teeth and held back his groan in order not to surprise Rovelia even though his arm was on fire. It must¡¯ve taken a lot of mental strength. ¡°Serenus Fortis!¡± August healed the skin that had been burned and melted. It was a big enough wound to require a two-stage treatment magic. ¡®¡¯The Talisman¡¯s power is incredible, It¡¯s really hot.¡± ¡°I¡¯m sorry¡­¡± ¡°Don¡¯t be so heartbroken, Rovelia. You know how hard it is to learn magic that doesn¡¯t work with you. You¡¯re just not compatible with light magic. It¡¯s nothing to be frustrated about.¡± Robelia¡¯s face did not brighten up even with August¡¯s consolation. Muriel finally realized that the reason why Rovelia was surprised was because of her failure. Her mistake is more unacceptable than the fact she burned August. It¡¯s not easy to live with the Dachini¡¯s name. ¡°Let¡¯s do it again. If you keep doing it, you¡¯ll get the hang of it.¡± August raised his sword as if her were going to injure himself again, but Rovelia shook her head with a pale face. ¡°No, I can¡¯t.¡± ¡°Is that so¡­? Yes, don¡¯t overdo it.¡± ¡°¡­How long do I have to continue this stupid show?¡± ¡°Rovelia¡­¡± ¡°Mr. Crawford, tell us! The oracle must have said who the saint is. But a saint is learning magic .¡± ¡°No, Lady Rovelia. I¡¯m pretty sure.¡± Kaiton¡¯s black eyes looked at Muriel. The straight, deep eyes seemed to be saying that you were the very person in the Oracle. ¡°The main character of the Oracle will kill the demon king Ur.¡± ¡°!¡± So I thought I¡¯d get rid of you, he seemed to have whispered on his own scarily. Rovelia¡¯s face hardened with astonishment. She even turned white as if she had heard profanity. ¡°I can¡¯t believe that the Holy Saint will kill Ur the Devil¡­ What nonsense is that?¡± ¡°It¡¯s hard to believe it when you look at the poor performance of the young ladies, but if you take a look at the interpreted Oracle, it is true.¡¯¡¯ ¡°The only heroes who will defeat Ur are Sharan and the three guardians who inherited the hero¡¯s names. You¡¯re not saying you don¡¯t know that, are you?¡± Even though Rovelia was serious and arguing, Kaiton was snorting. The pride of the Dachini, Eclum and Pendragon was great. The title of guardian was more valuable than anything else. Sharan and his three guardians, who have protected the world from Kalin Ur, have so far gained power from the title. It can¡¯t be taken away by anyone else now. ¡°A hero is like a star. If you win, you win. If you lose, you get a new one.¡± ¡°What do you mean, the stars of heroes are falling? What a disturbing thing to say, Mr. Crawford¡­! You¡¯ll have to take responsibility for that now.¡± Rovelia ran out of Kaiton¡¯s lab. Muriel thought the magic class without any progression was boring, but Rovelia seemed to be under greater pressure. I didn¡¯t know she would explode like this. I didn¡¯t expect to her to be so driven. ¡°I¡¯ll have to catch up with her. Muriel, make sure you get the wound treated by Crawford.¡± August hurriedly followed Rovelia but he did not forget to care for Muriel¡¯s wounds. She¡¯s going to Sharon, right? How will the self-loving king react? How dare you say that the heroes are burdening stars! he might throw out Kaiton with anger. It was true only Muriel, who knew the contents of the novel knew, but there was in fact no God¡¯s treasure like ¡°Sharan¡¯s Eyes,¡± that monitors Ur. So they¡¯ll be more sensitive as to hide this fact. How will that play out for him? Muriel looked anxiously at the man in front of her. I said I¡¯d make it up to you hehe ?£Ü(£þ¨Œ£þ)£¯? Chapter 10 Episode 10 Magic Class of the Devil ¡°Will you be okay?¡± ¡°Is there anything that¡¯s not okay?¡± Who am I worried about? You¡¯re worried about the devil? A vicious pervert who pretends to teach you healing magic but just casually bullies you? Muriel¡¯s concern for Kaiton was funny and incomprehensible, but she was worried about him being kicked out by Sharan. Yes, this nervousness is just worrying that Kaiton will be kicked out of the royal family and go about doing something worse. I don¡¯t have any other feelings. ¡°There must be a hero among the two of us. Something like that, it¡¯s not something Sharan would be happy to know.¡± ¡°How could you hate it when it says they will eliminate the cancer of the kingdom?¡± That¡¯s not true. Sharon will want Ur to live forever unless he gets rid of him with his own hands. Darkness is the only way to have light, and stars shine in the dark night. For Sharan and the three guardians, Ur as an old enemy they had to get rid of, but at the same time a necessary evil that had to exist for their power. Sharan couldn¡¯t be unaware of that. So he¡¯s hiding everything that he¡¯s incapable of. Even by imprisoning his brother like a slave. And this guy can¡¯t have not known that. ¡°Why are you so sure? The Oracle only said that a saint would appear to save the kingdom. It never predicted that she would kill the devil king.¡± Kaiton glared at Muriel with frightening eyes as if she were the saint of the oracle who would kill him. ¡°What if the devil wants to destroy the kingdom?¡± ¡°!¡± He whispered in a low voice as if he were telling a secret. ¡°The only way to save the Kingdom is to stop the Devil King.¡¯¡¯ His black eyes seemed to say this: You¡¯re the one who¡¯s gonna do it. ¡°There¡¯s only one way to stop the king, find him and take his breath away.¡± So what can I do? I like you very much, but I have no choice but to get rid of you. His black eyes, which were sinking low and blazing, seemed to say that. ¡°The Oracle could be wrong.¡± ¡°If the Devil kills the Saint first, it would.¡± ¡°Ha¡­¡± A sigh came out of my mouth. I thought everything would be fine if I didn¡¯t have an evil mind, but why are there so many things to be careful about? At this rate, I think I might be nearing the ending where my life is lost to Ur. But I wasn¡¯t afraid. Obviously, the heart was pounding, but not because of fear. Is it because I perceive this place as a novel, so I¡¯m losing my sense of reality? It wasn¡¯t too sad, it wasn¡¯t too scary. I just thought it¡¯d be a bit bothersome. Kaiton kicked out Muriel without healing the wound on her arm. It didn¡¯t matter because I didn¡¯t particularly want it to be treated, but it was uncomfortable because the blood kept flowing since it didn¡¯t heal no matter how many times I said the spell. I thought of Nicholas, the high priest who was impatient to help, for a moment, but I didn¡¯t want to get involved with him, so I just found a handkerchief and tied it around roughly. It was enough that the blood stopped because it didn¡¯t hurt. * * * That night, the sky was dark without a moon. Muriel was in a deep sleep without knowing that the roughly tied handkerchief had become united. She glowed white even in the dark where there was no light. Her pale skin, her pajamas swaying narrowly on her fluttering chest, and the thin blanket wrapped around her flamboyant waist and slim legs were all white. Only the loose handkerchief was stained with red blood due to the sloppy binding. The red handkerchief was a splotch on the painting. It was a stone that flew into a calm lake, a crow that flew into the gap of elegant swans, and a rain shower that came on a picnic day. One of those disparate niches was ruining the holy atmosphere of Muriel, who was sleeping peacefully. This is why I liked it. Kaiton rewound the handkerchief running down her arm. He even made a tight knot so that it wouldn¡¯t fall off easily. He thought it was good that he didn¡¯t use healing magic earlier. I couldn¡¯t have put up with it if she was sleeping as peacefully as a calm lake. I thought I would have made a small crack and ended up seeing a crack in her expression in the end. ¡°I hope you like my present.¡± Kaiton placed a piece of Ur¡¯s sculpture on the table. I thought it was time to finish what I had been putting off. I still wanted to wait a little longer, but I didn¡¯t have time. I wanted to find out what the mysterious magic was hanging on Muriel, and I wanted to bring out her lost memory, but if Muriel became a demon, it would all be useless, so I have to bury that wish. Her blue hair which hung on the bed caught his eye. her hair, which shone like the blue sea when it receives light, looked quite dark now. It was the color of the calm night sky as if it were colored by the darkness around it. I wish I could dye it a little more black, but if I dyed it more black and similar¡­ If her eyes, which are straight and confident with a crooked smile and a sour expression, were a little darker¡­ I wouldn¡¯t have to leave a piece of Ur behind. Kaiton could not resist the temptation and grabbed a handful of her hair. The blue hair flowing through his fingers was much softer than he remembered. There was another unbearable twist in the examination, and he hurried out of the room. I ran away because I thought I would forget the job if I stayed a little longer. Muriel woke up to the damp air of dawn coming through the window. Did she leave the window open? I didn¡¯t remember very well. I felt cold and pulled the blanket up to my chin and fell asleep again, but something shiny was caught at the end of my view. a piece of transparent bead that is sharply broken, A piece of Ur was placed on her table, sucking up Pasio and giving her a powerful force. Muriel got out of bed. The air on the floor was cold. Even though it was still a hot and windy season, the air in the room was cold. Kaiton Ur. He¡¯s been here. Muriel looked outside through the open window. It was still too dark around. He was hiding under a big tree, but Muriel couldn¡¯t see him. She closed the window carefully, and wrapped a small cloth around the bead. * * * I didn¡¯t sleep well last night, but I felt even worse when I was called to Sharan¡¯s office in the morning. In the office were Sharan, Rovelia, Kaiton and August, as well as The lord of Dachini, Veron Dachini and the high priest Nicholas Neville. I thought she would have a high-spirited face after telling on us, but Rovelia was also had dark circkes under her eyes. Thanks to her peach-colored face and bright blonde hair, she didn¡¯t give a haggard impression like Muriel, but anyway, Rovelia had a dark expression that she had never seen before. The topic, too, was about the magic lessons of Kaiton. ¡°You¡¯re teaching magic to the stars of the Oracle?¡¯¡¯ ¡°Yes.¡± Kaiton did not appear to have any intention of defending himself or explaining the situation. Just a short answer and he kept his mouth shut. ¡°Why? People with special powers cannot master magic. It¡¯s not like you don¡¯t know that, Do you think Lady Dachini and Storm are not saints?¡± Sharan sat on a huge golden chair with his chin resting on his arm. The toes of the twisted legs were shaking with a flick. ¡°The Young Ladies didn¡¯t have any special power. But the Oracle predicted that the saint would save the kingdom, so I just tried to prepare for it.¡± ¡°To kill the Demon King?¡± ¡°Yes.¡± ¡°Rovelia and Muriel?¡± ¡°Yes.¡± ¡°They¡¯re terrible at Pasio, too? They¡¯ll Kill the devil? ¡°Yes.¡± ¡°Ha! You¡¯re talking nonsense.¡± Sharan leaned deeper. He didn¡¯t care about Veron Dachini¡¯s gritted teeth and snorted at Rovelia¡¯s darkened face. Rovelia couldn¡¯t even look up at Sharan¡¯s face, and gripped the hem of her dress as if she was holding back her contempt. This is what the snitch said, so Rovelia¡¯s face was understandably down. What she wanted was a picture of Crawford being scolded, and the person in charge of the saint¡¯s confirmation turned into a high priest. It seemed unbearable to be ignored and ridiculed unexpectedly. ¡°It¡¯s just following the Oracle.¡± ¡°It¡¯s just a word left by a saint lost 12 years ago. Maybe she¡¯s been gone for a long time, or maybe the location of the star has changed. Don¡¯t try to do anything hopeless, Crawford.¡± ¡°Sharan¡­ How could you say that!¡± Veron Dachini shouted, unable to contain his anger. ¡°Ridiculous! Rovelia has been steadily cultivating virtue in Dachini¡¯s name. If you insult my child, I will not put up with it in the name of Veron Dachini.¡± ¡°You¡¯re not going to put up with it under the name of Dachini? Are you saying that you, who have sworn allegiance, will hurt me? Sharan laughed in derision. On his dark brown skin, his bright yellow eyes stared at his subjects who had devoted themselves for generations. He knew that Dachini would not betray him. So the anger of the loyal subject who dared to threaten him was unpleasant. It was unpleasant and funny. ¡°I know you care about Rovelia, but protecting Sharan is not a child¡¯s play. If you find the devil, will you send Rovelia? Can you send your daughter, who is not even successful in healing magic, and command her to catch the devil?¡± Behind Sharan was a golden lion statue called his symbol, but his tongue moved like a snake. When he took out his poisonous teeth, he bit everyone indiscriminately. ¡°I revoke the search for the saint.¡± ¡°Sharan¡­¡±! This time Nicholas Neville was appalled. ¡°You can¡¯t do that. Obviously, these young ladies were born under the stars of the Saint. The safety of the kingdom is at stake. You have to be careful.¡± ¡°Neville, do you mean that the royal family isn¡¯t enough? Do you mean that my hard work of watching over the kingdom of Burlion day and night is useless?¡± ¡°¡­Sharan¡­ That¡¯s not¡­.¡± Nicholas Neville could only say no and bit his tongue. It was dizzying to think that he was so riled up that he almost argued that it was obvious that it was. The man, who had rubbed the hearts of women as the most popular man in the kingdom until August appeared, kept his mouth shut to wait for the right time in case he made a slip of the tongue and lose his neck. ¡°Isn¡¯t it enough for me and the three guardians to catch and kill the Devil king? Don¡¯t you think so, Lord Dachini?¡± ¡°¡­Yes, Sharan.¡± Rovelia tried to hold back her tears. Lord Dachini was heartbroken at the sight, but he had no choice but to give the answer that Sharan wanted. It would have been nice if she had been honored as a saint, but if the main character of the Oracle was forced into a position where she had to deal with the devil, he had no intention of giving up his precious daughter. Muriel was a little surprised at the situation that was going in an unexpected direction. It was a completely different development from the novel, but for her, as long as she got away from the royal family and Kaiton, it didn¡¯t matter what order it was going in. Are we getting out of the palace now? The timing was the best. Kaiton took out a piece of Ur that was his last card. He even threatened to kill anyone if they got in the way. Muriel glanced at Kaiton, who was pretending to be cool. Do you want him to let you go? Don¡¯t tell me you¡¯re coming after me¡­ Chapter 11 Episode 11. The Magic Class of the Devil While I was thinking about the answer, Sharan¡¯s voice came once again. ¡°I want to completely eradicate the dirty blood of Kalin from this land. I want to keep our people safe from the evil and dirty Devil king. If the devil is kept alive, he will endlessly covet the Pasio of our people and seek opportunities to devour the entire kingdom.¡± Ah¡­ I don¡¯t know about Sharan, but isn¡¯t this just a baseless conversation in front of her? It¡¯s gossip that makes up stories that don¡¯t even exist, and makes up malicious rumors as you like. I felt sick in my stomach. Kaiton¡¯s casual, expressionless face bothered me. Has he been hearing this all this time? Indeed, Sharan was chasing Ur with passion filled eyes to hide that he had no such thing as ¡®eyes of Sharan¡¯. More than this, there would never have been a day without him swearing at Ur. And yet Kaiton would have had to lie face down in front of Sharan to survive. ¡°That¡¯s what the devil is like. Only coveting strength, devouring the flames of others. I can¡¯t stand to see such a demon¡¯s tyranny any longer. We need the help of the guardians and the high priest. What if there was no saint to begin with? You have the royal family¡¯s eye on the misdeeds of Ur, The Devil king and the treasure of God to kill the Devil.¡± Sharan was basically saying so focus more on me. Muriel, however, could no longer concentrate on Sharan¡¯s words. I was worried that Kaiton might explode or that he might cry, so I just peeped at Kaiton. Oh, my God. I can¡¯t believe I¡¯m worried about the devil getting hurt and having tears in his eyes. I was embarrassed and dumbfounded myself, but I couldn¡¯t help it. Suddenly, I felt sorry for Kaiton, who put his hands together still and nodded as if listening to Sharan. He wasn¡¯t like ¡®the kind of thing that only devours a strong force and eats up other people¡¯s Pasio. The real Kaiton Ur that Muriel knew was just a victim who borrowed the power of Ur¡¯s sculpture to live. But she is the only one in the world to know that Kaiton is not a ruthless demon, but just a black wizard. Muriel couldn¡¯t wait to run away from here when she realized it. The ominous premonition ran through the back of her head, that if she continues to get entangled like this, she will forever be stuck with Kaiton. Of all things, Kaiton¡¯s evolution as the devil was written in the novel. It wouldn¡¯t have bothered me this much if I had just been portrayed as a madman full of anger for the world from the beginning. But it was quite embarrassing to know that when he was young, he was just a child with an extraordinary passion for magic. How can that cold face be a pitiful and pure wizard¡­! What drove him to become the demon king was Sharan, who killed the family of Ur, who were, living quietly, just because they were descendants of Kalin Ur. Sharan and his three guardians killed Kaiton¡¯s parents. Kaiton managed to save his life thanks to a sculpture of Ur. Why does Kaiton¡¯s long history suddenly come to mind and disturb people? Muriel and Rovelia were allowed to return to the mansion. In fact, they were kicked out, but it was decided that they would nominally allow them to go to the mansion for the health of young ladies, perhaps because the status of a saint candidate was maintained. Muriel didn¡¯t have any luggage, so she packed a simple bag and hurried out to find Kaiton, who had left. I just said I was going to say greet him for the last time, but I was really worried about him. ¡°Don¡¯t tell me you¡¯re crying somewhere¡­.¡± His red face as he was leaving the office was on my mind all along. ¡°No way¡­ the Kaiton Ur who cut my flesh with a casual face? No¡­ That can¡¯t be true¡­.¡± * * * People thought love¡¯s greatest enemy was misunderstanding and prejudice, but in fact love¡¯s greatest ally was also misunderstanding and prejudice. The same fateful encounter, ¡°Love at first sight,¡± is also caused by misunderstandings and prejudices that they think about the other person as they please. Therefore, love is inseparable from misunderstanding and prejudice. Love begins with misunderstanding, and love ends with misunderstanding. Some love is even a misunderstanding that is believed to be love. So, is it fair to say that misunderstandings are trivial? Misunderstanding can be said to be fate. Misunderstanding can be said to be the will of the person. Misunderstanding is a way to express one¡¯s inner feelings that he/she does not recognize, and it was also a sincerity that he/she did not realize. Muriel has an absurd misunderstanding that will change Kaiton and her fate. She mistook Kaiton, who was coming out of the fountain with a wet face, for crying secretly. As Muriel saw, Kaiton¡¯s eyes were red, and his face was wet with water. Muriel couldn¡¯t think of anything else. All I could see was that he came out crying secretly. But that¡¯s a big misunderstanding, and Kaiton was on his way out of an outpouring of anger that no one should ever do. In search of a deserted place, he cast a curse on Sharan, who had been using dog-like language. Of course, it was such a trivial and subtle curse that Sharan did not notice and ask for the testator. Small but unpleasant curses like tripping while walking, choking while drinking water, and bird droppings from the sky. However, his eyes were red because he played a dangerous prank that would endanger his life if found out. But the anger still didn¡¯t go away, so I cooled my face by pouring water on it from the fountain. However, to Muriel¡¯s eyes, who had been worried about Kaiton since hearing Sharon¡¯s previous statement, Kaiton, with a wet face, looked like a person who was crying. He looked scary enough that if anyone else saw it, they would misunderstand that he was killing someone, but to Muriel he was like a pathetic puppy returning from the rain. It was the moment when Kaiton, who was only seen as a rabid and fighting dog, was transformed into a miserable puppy amid Muriel¡¯s prejudice. Ding! Ding! Ding! The fateful bell rang. Muriel¡¯s nose cramped. How can you turn a blind eye when you know the devil is crying secretly but you¡¯re the only one in the world who knows how frustrated and lonely he really was? From the moment Muriel saw Kaiton walking out wet from behind the fountain, she decided to help him no matter what. It was a resolution different from just lying flat and not causing trouble. A determination to clear the entire kingdom¡¯s false accusations about the Devil. To make them love the devil. It was a great resolution that would cause uproar in the kingdom. ¡°Did you cry?¡± When asked that question for the first time in his life, Kaiton looked uncharacteristically stupid. Did I hear it wrong? Did Muriel say he cried? I cried. Did I say that? In a moment, a lot of thoughts crossed Kaiton¡¯s mind. But his bewilderment seemed like hesitation to Muriel, and he quickly turned into a bewildered figure after being caught crying. ¡°I cried. I cried¡­.¡± Kaiton couldn¡¯t tell what Muriel was asking, but he could clearly see the compassion and sympathy on her face. Angrily, he crumpled his eyebrows. ¡°Who¡¯s crying?¡± Muriel thought Kaiton was blushing because of shame. Yeah, let¡¯s pretend we don¡¯t know. There are times when someone wants to cry alone. As far as Muriel remembers, she¡¯s never cried in secret or shown tears to anyone, but it¡¯s not a shame to cry. ¡°Yes, you didn¡¯t cry.¡± Kaiton¡¯s face turned white. He finally realized what misunderstanding Muriel had made. It was just an absurd illusion that was laughable, but he couldn¡¯t laugh it off. I can¡¯t believe you thought I cried. How can you misunderstand that? Who? Me? He swept his face down with a big hand. The face, which had barely cooled down with cold water, rose again. ¡°Do you think I cried now?¡± ¡°No, you didn¡¯t cry. Sir Crawford never cried.¡± Muriel winked, flinched like a twitch and said, ¡°Let¡¯s keep it a secret between us.¡± As if she had agreed to Kaiton¡¯s obvious lies. Kaiton¡¯s breath trembled with astonishment. What kind of mentality does this crazy woman have to have to think this absurd thing? Would you still have a misunderstanding like this if you knew who I really was? ¡°Muriel Storm. I swear to God I didn¡¯t cry. Stop the misunderstanding.¡± Kaiton said coldly. He even brought up a God that he didn¡¯t believe in. That¡¯s how much he wanted to make sure that she heard him. ¡°Yes, yes. Crawford didn¡¯t cry, I swear too!.¡± Muriel¡¯s delusion was solid. Kaiton wanted to scream at her to stop saying silly things, but he couldn¡¯t get down to Muriel¡¯s level, so he clenched his teeth and passed by her. * * * Muriel, who returned to the storm mansion without difficulty thanks to the portal, was also bitten by employees who needed to treat their arms and was stuck in her room. Determined to save Kaiton, there had to be a plan. After many thoughts, I realized that I had to solve two things to help him. Clearing up the false rumors. Pasio supply. Kaiton had to let people know that he was not the evil Devil King as they thought he was, but an ordinary man and a black wizard. But he wasn¡¯t completely innocent, so it was a problem. Kaiton used a piece of Ur, which was split into seven, to get a supply of Pasio, and took away many people¡¯s Pasio. Some of them became demons. Like those who gave their souls and signed a deal with the devil, they were all those who put their hands on Ur power for the sake of greater power, but that did not mean that Kaiton was innocent. He had to stop his misdeeds before he could be cleared of wrongdoing. Then, a second problem arose. How to stop him when he was full of thoughts filled with revenge on Sharan? I couldn¡¯t imagine him willing to change his mind to Muriel¡¯s persuasion and cooperate with her. Two of the seven Ur sculptures were already in Sharan¡¯s hands, and the other five were spread throughout the kingdom. Muriel realized that getting her hands on all the other five pieces was the first task to be solved. Cut off the supply of Kaiton¡¯s Pasio, and you¡¯ll be able to grab his leash. If she makes a pledge of allegiance to Kaiton, who is all out of Pasio, he can never kill Muriel. Then you can give Kaiton your unlimited-refill Pasio. ¡°I have one already¡­.¡± I¡¯m gonna have to get four more Pieces of Ur. Will Muriel, who only has an infinite amount of Pasio, be able to do it? The people she has to deal with are those who try to gain strength by any means necessary to touch the sculpture of Ur. Whether it was Serenus or Severus, she was not able to handle a single healing magic spell. ¡°What should I do?¡± An unexpected guest came to Muriel, who was worried. It was Rovelia who lost all her peachy vitality and sparkle of gold. see? I did not lie when I said I¡¯d make it up to you hehe ~ this chapter was funny and enjoyable, I love Kaiton and Muriel¡¯s interaction! ?(????)? Enjoy! Chapter 12 Episode 12 The Magic Class of the Devil Muriel was bound to be startled. Rovelia¡¯s well-done eyes were dark, and through her eyes was glistening madness. ¡°What brings you here¡­.¡± Muriel felt awkward about Rovelia, who had changed beyond recognition in a few days. Rovelia trembled like a lost soul. It was uncomfortable to face her because she looked like a ghost. I thought it would feel like this if I was facing a demon. Muriel frowned, but Rovelia didn¡¯t respond as sensitively as usual. She was so tense that she couldn¡¯t care less about Muriel¡¯s mood. ¡°I came here to ask Muriel a favor.¡± said Rovelia, embracing her trembling body. She laughed like a real madman at the end of every word. Rovelia seemed to have thousands of luminous and vibrating bees in her body. It was hard to calm down the ferocious things. The body trembled automatically, and the vibration was clearly revealed in her shaking breath. ¡°Muriel, aren¡¯t you upset? You finally got a chance to stop people¡¯s neglect and criticism at once, and it was taken away so easily.¡± Muriel couldn¡¯t easily understand what Rovelia was saying. So when asked again what opportunity she was talking about, Rovelia replied nervously. She was thinking of roasting Muriel gently, but her patience ran out, so her shrill voice easily popped out. ¡°The Oracle! We are the people who will be saints. We¡¯re born under the stars to save the kingdom. You understand what I am saying, Muriel? I have no idea. Muriel listened, expressionless, and Rovelia gritted her teeth as she crumpled her face as if she couldn¡¯t stand it. ¡°No one can take our star away. Even if it¡¯s Sharan. Do you understand?¡¯¡¯ Rovelia was annoyed by Muriel, who looked like a moron. Sharan was afraid of a saint who was a threat to his ability, so he took away their opportunity from heaven. And yet you came back to the mansion without saying anything like an idiot. Muriel had to complain to Sharan. She should have insisted on his rights and insisted that she could not take a step out of the royal palace until it was determined who the saint was. Rovelia became impatient because Muriel seemed to know too much about herself. Is it because she already knows she¡¯s not a saint, so she doesn¡¯t have to bother with these things? Rovelia intended to placate Muriel gently into thinking the illusion that she might be a saint. That way, she would have a chance again. She could regain the opportunity that was taken away by Sharan at will. ¡°When Muriel becomes the Saint, people will no longer laugh at you for having humble Pasio, nor will they make fun of you as a liar. Think about it. Everyone will look up to Muriel. Can you really give up like this?¡± ¡°Everyone looks up to¡­ I don¡¯t need that. It¡¯s rather annoying. That¡¯s the sort of thing I think it is.¡± Rovelia¡¯s patience s running out of her body. I didn¡¯t expect this idiot to be so greedy. She has to make a fuss. I have to urge her to have her insist that she had to take another magic lesson again, or to give her the power of the high priest so that the Pasio can wake up quickly. The blind-faced idiot in front of me was tilting her head foolishly, as if she couldn¡¯t understand even if she said all this. ¡°Ask Sharan for another chance. Say that the Saint of the Oracle is not a hero that will defeat the Devil. It is said that the just the existence of a Saint brings people comfort. I don¡¯t need magic, I don¡¯t need the power of prophecy, I need you to determine who is the saint.¡± ¡°Me? Why would I¡­.¡± Before I could ask why, Rovelia¡¯s eyes burst wide open. Her body stood as if she was going to pounce at Muriel right away. ¡°Because Muriel is a saint! That¡¯s Muriel¡¯s right that heaven has chosen! Of course, you have to say it. No one else can take away the seat of the saint.¡± Muriel laughed bitterly. I knew what Rovelia wanted. I noticed it from the beginning, but I was overwhelmed by the momentum. Muriel looked at the nervous-looking young lady in front of her. How stupid do they think I am? Do you think that if you entice her with obvious lies, she¡¯ll run straight to Sharan? Did she think that she would be her doll, and that she would be the one who would take the hit of every arrow like her shield? In the first place, it was Rovelia who snitched to Sharan because she didn¡¯t want to learn magic. Why are you telling me to clean up the shit-show that you created? ¡°I¡¯m really not interested in being a saint. If you really want it that much, you can do it yourself, right? Mr. Crawford will be on your side because he really wants to find a saint. The same goes for the Lord of Dachini.¡¯¡¯ ¡°What a fool!¡± At Muriel¡¯s words, Rovelia couldn¡¯t resist and screamed. Muriel¡¯s eyes opened at the unexpected words, and Rovelia was also embarrassed by the words that jumped out of her mouth. She made an excuse with a friendly smile to make up for it quickly. I thought of her as a simple and gentle girl, but I can¡¯t believe she had such an insidious and sensitive side. I had no idea. Well, I wasn¡¯t interested in it. ¡°Crawford can¡¯t help me now! Come on, Muriel, help me! Muriel¡¯s got nothing to lose!¡± Rovelia, unable to resist her nervousness, sprang up from her seat and strode to Muriel. Muriel stiffened up thinking she was being attacked for a moment, but Rovelia just took Muriel¡¯s hand and knelt down. I tried to pull my hand out because I felt pressured, but Rovelia¡¯s sharp nails held Muriel¡¯s hand firmly and wouldn¡¯t let go. ¡°You have to listen to me! The kingdom needs a saint!¡± I think it¡¯s not the kingdom that needs a saint, it¡¯s Rovelia. Muriel looked into the emerald eyes that held her hand desperately. What does the Young lady of Dachini lack so much that she needs to cling to the shell of a saint? Even if she became a saint as she was, she had no ability to prophecy, and as Kaiton said, she had no ability to kill the devil. Nothing would be different from now, I couldn¡¯t see why she was so obsessed. ¡°Help me. Please¡­ I¡¯ll do anything. Say whatever you want. I can get you everything. Do you want me to pay you?¡± The Talisman of Rovelia flashed through her mind. If she had that glowing red ring, wouldn¡¯t it help to find a piece of Ur? I might be able to do at least one attack magic. Even if white magic was impossible, it would be possible if it was water magic that is compatible with her. Muriel looked at the ring in Rovelia¡¯s hand without realizing it, but turned his head in surprise. It¡¯s crazy. You know what happens when you¡¯re greedy for power. That ring was the seed of evil that burned down the mountains of Sharan and would destroy the peace of the world. I can¡¯t believe you¡¯re greedy about it. That¡¯s a stupid idea. I¡¯d rather use a piece of Ur than¡­ ¡°Ah¡­¡± Muriel clasped Rovelia¡¯s hand in surprise at the instant realization. Muriel knew all about where the sculptures of Ur were that would be used to hold Kaiton Ur¡¯s leash. It was because I knew the whole story, but the last one was unknown, but now that I think about it, it was an easy answer. Muriel couldn¡¯t have been the only one who had gotten a piece of Ur. Kaiton was a great man who thought that if he couldn¡¯t identify who the saint was, he would remove all the saint candidates. ¡°Rovelia.¡± ¡°Will you help me, Muriel?¡± ¡°You said you¡¯d give me whatever I wanted instead, right?¡± ¡°Of course. It doesn¡¯t matter. Do you want me to give you a written document? Part of the estate that I¡¯m going to inherit¡­.¡± ¡°No. Give me a piece of Ur.¡± There was a moment of silence. Rovelia¡¯s eyes shook like a forest in the face of a typhoon. ¡°¡­what¡­.¡± ¡°You have it. A Piece of Ur.¡± ¡°The profanity!!!¡± Rovelia threw away Muriel¡¯s hand and shouted like thunder. She inherited the name of the guardian and was asked to give a piece of Ur¡¯s sculpture. There was no bigger insult. Having a fragment of Ur means being a follower of evil. Traitor. Rebel. To Sharan, as well as the demon king¡¯s men who threaten the kingdom. Rovelia clattered her red cheeks. Not realizing that being sensitive is a desperate thing to be, she preached how loyal she was as Sharan¡¯s servant and an heir to the proud guardian Dachini. ¡°I¡¯m just trying to get rid of our pieces safely. I won¡¯t wonder how Rovelia got the Ur sculpture, so give it to me. Then I¡¯ll do you the favor.¡± Rovelia glared at Muriel with a suspicious stare. One day, at her bedside, a sculpture of Ur appeared, and of all places, in the royal palace protected by Sharan¡¯s eyes. How does Muriel know something she¡¯s never told anyone¡­ Muriel must also have a piece of Ur too. Rovelia considered the cards in her favor. Having a fragment of Ur makes you a traitor who breaks the law. Should I threaten Muriell? She¡¯s already hidden the piece of Ur, so whatever Muriel says won¡¯t hurt her. But Muriel may have already hidden her fragment of Ur as well. Well, I would have done that as well. ¡°I¡¯ll give it to you. I¡¯ll give it to you when we get back to the palace.¡± Rovelia, of course, did not intend to give up such an important card. The sculpture will be a good tool to prove her strength when she becomes a saint. For Muriel, I was going to make a fake. If Muriel recognizes it as a fake, it would mean that she has used a sculpture of Ur, so she could deal with her by national law. Rovelia had to be a saint. She was born under the name of Dachini, but was never treated properly because of her humble Pasio. There was no better family than Dachini, and there was no way she could raise her status. She thought of marrying into another guardian family, Eclum, but that alone did not change her value. Then it was revealed she was born with the star of a saint. It was miraculous news. As long as she is a saint, she can be indispensable to the kingdom. In addition, if she married Sharan, she would achieve far more than she would¡¯ve by just born under the name of Dachini. Rovelia rose neatly. Yeah, it¡¯s not over yet. Panic came when I saw my father hurrying to mrry me away into some other family, not Eclum and nor any foreign royalty, as if her father had noticed her true value, but there is no need to hurry because it is not over yet. She has the star of the saint and a sculpture of Ur that would prove her ability. ¡°I¡¯ll see you at the palace, Muriel.¡± There were times when Muriel was annoying because I thought she was blocking my way, but there was no harm in using her like this. Because the star of the Saint belongs to her anyway. Muriel just needs to accompany her like a bridesmaid to make her feel better. Chapter 13 Episode 13. Underground Prison TW: SA Even in Sharan¡¯s palace, full of light, there was darkness. It was a dungeon with no light. Sharan and the three guardians locked Ur¡¯s followers there and kept the peace. It was a deep darkness that he would keep hidden away for life, unlike the sun-like shining palace. The fifth generation of Sharan created a deeper darkness there. The 6th Sharan buried his secret here. Sharan Kasal, the sixth generation Sharan, had no eyes of Sharan. It was his brother who inherited the legacy of the glorious name. However, the older brother did not have golden eyes and the hair that symbolized Sharan. He had pale white hair and red eyes like a living ghost. The red eyes, which could not accept the light, suffered from being exposed to even a small light. Eyes that glow red as if they were cursed were bound to belong to darkness. A monster that can¡¯t see the light was born in the line of Sharan, the symbol of the sun. Besides, he even looks like a demon. The prince was not named and was imprisoned in an underground prison that no one knew about. He couldn¡¯t have died. He, who had Sharan¡¯s eyes, had to do his duty as the guardian of the kingdom and as a watchman of Ur until the birth of a new heir of Sharan. The prince himself wrapped a black cloth around his eyes to withstand the artificial lights of the dungeon that his brother had lit up to torment him. Darkness was a comfort to him. Darkness was a shelter to cover his monstrous white hair and red eyes, and a comfort to reduce the pain of sensitive eyes that refused the light. In the dark, the prince could only see the world with Sharan¡¯s eyes. At first, He could still see Kaiton Ur, but now he couldn¡¯t even see him. The prince waited quietly for Ur to show up. There was nothing he could do, so looking at Ur, whose will to live shined in his fierce eyes, was the only pleasure. A secret pleasure that no one should ever know. How could he wait for Ur to show up and welcome him? He deserved to be called a monster. He secretly hoped that Ur would use his power and he could watch how Ur made people a living disaster and made them live as neither ghosts nor humans. It was the only chance to look at the kingdom of Bulrion that he was defending. ¡°Ahh..¡± The prince was fed up with the touch of a woman who rubbed his body at will. When his bottom didn¡¯t respond, the woman became nervous and spilled a sultry liquid into his mouth. It was the worst medicine I could ever take when I was faced with something like this. It wasn¡¯t until he was drugged and a stomach-ache, head-dazed later that he could be in the state of excitement that the woman wanted. But it was only the body¡¯s forced response to the drug, and his mind was far away, out of the dungeon in search of Ur. Sweaty smell, sticky, moist texture, panting, lukewarm body temperature. Everything scared him. There was a rush of vomit. I hated myself, I hated the soft skin of women. But he quietly waited for his misfortune to pass. He did not resist. No, he couldn¡¯t. It was because of the strong effect of medicine, and all hope disappeared due to the violence that was unilaterally inflicted every time. Would it have been different if there was a moon? In a dark dungeon with nothing, the moon was his everything. His heart was there, his life was there. The moon was the only thing that supported his spirit. Only the moon knew he existed. However, as if to laugh at his heart, Sharan brought women on a pitch-black night without a moon. They were chosen to hand over the perfect next generation to Sharan. They all had bright yellow hair and bright yellow eyes like Sharan, but the reactions were all different. Some women moved greedily, taking off his trousers as soon as they found out who the trapped man was, and some women screamed with fear and disgust. But the result was always the same. Next came a new woman. The trapped man did not ask for the whereabouts of the missing women. It was because I was afraid that if I knew when and how they had died, I could not even be able to look at the moon. ¡°Hmm¡­¡± The woman grabbed the hair of the prince and moved her hips. ¡°Touch it here. All right, huh? Put it in here. Come on.¡± The woman pulled the hands of the prince to touch her body. Even though the prince pulled out his hand trembling, her stubborn grip did not let him go. ¡°Ha¡­good¡­ha¡­Let¡¯s go! Ugh¡­I¡¯m going¡­¡± ¡°It¡¯s vulgar.¡± Sharan said languidly and put a mute spell on the woman¡¯s mouth. ¡°Who do you think it is? Sharan, Don¡¯t you think so?¡± Sharan Kasal grinned fishyly as he swept over his golden hair, the symbol of Sharan. He called the man his brother and poured out scorn out of his mouth. ¡°If you were Sharan, it¡¯d be like the demon sitting on the throne. How funny would that be?¡± Kasal¡¯s voice, which remarked it would be funny, was cold. He acted as if he was offended just by talking to a disgusting monster. Perhaps he wanted to leave soon, but Kasal¡¯s voice was full of tantalizing irritation. The prince turned his face away from the side where he could hear Sharan¡¯s voice, and bowed his head. I wanted to hide my whole body, but there was nowhere to run to. ¡°Why don¡¯t you get it over with? How long do I have to wait?¡± The woman¡¯s actions became more hasty at Sharan¡¯s urging. The prince was shamed by his brother¡¯s voice, which kept bringing him down to reality. I wish I could get drunk on strong drugs and not think about anything. I¡¯d rather be an idiot and not feel any emotion. ¡°You¡¯re getting more and more resistant to medicine, so I¡¯m in trouble. Why don¡¯t you just become defenseless before I come here? Then we can finish it right away. I¡¯ve been feeding you every day and taking care of this place. Can¡¯t you at least do that for me?¡± Sharan said, glaring at the white hair of the prince whenever the dark-skinned woman moves. His hair, which had no color at all beyond the paleness, gave him goosebumps no matter how many times he looked. Sharan¡¯s territory was a land of peace, prosperity, fullness, warmth and the sun. With the trauma of the chaos left by Ur, the kingdom has created a climate of disgust over the pale things that look like living ghosts. But a brother who shares the same blood with him looks just like a demon. Whenever he saw the pale face of the prince, Sharan trembled with unbearable anger. ¡°If you want to end this hell, you can find Ur. You¡¯re not hiding it from me, are you? Then you know you¡¯ll never survive here.¡± It was a warning that Sharan Kasal always made. At that time, the woman, who was running wild even after being under mute magic, peeled off the black cloth that had been blindfolding the eyes of the prince. She thought his eyes would be closed, but the unlucky red eyes she met were perfectly open. ¡°Oh, my God, I¡¯m sorry¡­Lord Sharan..¡± Sharan became displeased and lit up the light that was shining in the dungeon. The light was so strong that even for him, who had normal eyes, they stinged a little. However, there was no response from the prince. Even if he is a person who does not show his emotions easily, something was wrong as there was no focus in his eyes when he was looking forward. You¡¯re using Sharan¡¯s eyes¡­! Sharan Kasal focused on his brother after separating and pushing way the beastly woman who was still rushing to eat the pale ghost. Yes, the eyes looking over there, that was definitely Sharan¡¯s eyes. Sharan felt unbearable displeasure watching the prince looking elsewhere with the ability that should have been his own. He wanted to destroy those red eyes, that pale face, but he couldn¡¯t, so he tore the woman to death instead. He tried quite hard to find a woman with blonde hair, gold and dark brown skin, but it didn¡¯t matter. Maybe he was cursed anyway, because no one ever got pregnant with his brother¡¯s child. Sharan Kasal couldn¡¯t believe that one of the powerful pillars supporting the kingdom would collapse in his own time. Therefore, we had to find and eliminate Ur even more. As long as their generation runs out, it doesn¡¯t matter if a king with Sharan¡¯s eyes is no longer born. The woman died of a torn whole body without screaming at the end because of mute magic. Being able to use mute magic and high-level attack magic at the same time meant that Sharan¡¯s magic skills had already reached the maximum level. Instead of having not having Sharan¡¯s eyes, the treasure of God, Sharan had a terrifying magic talent. Magic skills alone were enough to earn the respect of the kingdom. However, Sharan also thoroughly hid his magic skills to hide the fact that he had no treasure from God. The prince was looking at the world outside without knowing that the woman who was bothering him had died. The world seen with Sharan¡¯s eyes was much more beautiful than he¡¯d seen with his own eyes. His red eyes could not see vivid colors because he could only see the dark without light. There was only a black and white world for him. However, the world seen through Sharan¡¯s eyes was full of colorful and beautiful colors. I saw a woman with blue hair and narrowed eyes. Her hair was blue, resembling the midday sky, which he had never seen before. It was an unfamiliar color. It was a rare color to see in the kingdom of Bulrion, which preferred warm colors. His eyes were captivated by the unusual color, and he kept looking at her even though he knew he had to locate her to send a tracker. Then something unbelievable happened. ¡°Your Highness, don¡¯t call the tracker. I¡¯m the one who¡¯s going to save the prince. Don¡¯t call the tracker and listen to me!¡± A woman with blue hair hanging down and clinging to her cheeks and shoulders was talking to the air. As if trying to talk to him! That can¡¯t be true¡­ The only person who knew he existed in this world was his brother who inherited Sharan¡¯s name. Did his father and mother tell someone about him before they died?? No. No, it never happened. His mother had never come to see him, and his father had even imprisoned him to give Sharon¡¯s eyes to his brother. They couldn¡¯t even tolerate him as a child. ¡°I know you¡¯re in a dungeon right now.¡± ¡°!¡± She really knows him. She was talking to him who didn¡¯t even get a name because he shouldn¡¯t exist in the world. Oh my god, there¡¯s nothing more I want to do than save this prince and hug him, I hope Muriel does that job for us. Also, if Kaiton needs a hand in eradicating Sharan, I volunteer. Chapter 14 Episode 14. Dungeon ¡°My name is Muriel Storm. Your Highness, you have to trust me.¡± The blue-haired woman spoke into the air. The nameless man had seen women calling him a prince or His highness. Most of the women who were brought to the deepest dungeon on the darkest night were disgusted by him, calling him a Demon. But some women weren¡¯t afraid of him, whether they were strongly suggested not to or unaware of the danger. They didn¡¯t know they were going to die after the night, and they were excited to be able to take a man with the blood of Sharan flowing in him. As soon as they found out that the man was Sharan¡¯s brother, their eyes changed and rushed at him. They tried to please him, calling him a prince or your highness in a coy voice. As if there will be another day after this night. as if he was going to be able to leave this dungeon after this beastly night passed. Desiring only the power that Sharan had, they licked his neck, took his lips, and scratched his shoulder. But you ask me to believe you¡­ That was really the first time I heard it. In addition, it was the first time that a person who had touched the power of Ur spoke to him. The woman acted as if she had used Ur power to talk to him. ¡°I¡¯ll definitely come and save you, your highness. In order to do that, I have a favor to please ask of you.¡± Please? This is also the first time I¡¯ve heard that word. What can he do, who has never learned anything and lived in a place with nothing? The man was terrified that his brother had prepared this to test him. If you¡¯ve prepared this ridiculous skit to make sure I¡¯m reporting Sharan¡¯s eyes properly, I shouldn¡¯t listen to this woman anymore. I had to check the location of the woman and let Sharan know. The man quickly used Sharan¡¯s eyes and checked where the woman was. It was a dark mountain, but I could immediately find out where the nearest portal was. It was a portal connected to Storm Street, one of Dachini¡¯s vassals. Now all I have to do is tell Sharan what I saw¡­ I should tell him to send a searching team for a woman with blue hair and fierce eyes. The nameless man had no choice but to turn to Muriel, who whispered quietly in the air. I was able to open Sharan¡¯s eyes for the first time in a long time, so I just wanted to see the world a little more. It was the first time someone called him without a wet and sticky breath, so I just wanted to hear her say a little more. The man followed Muriel¡¯s gaze, moving Sharan¡¯s eyes, even though he knew that his eyes would not meet hers. Muriel was not desperate for anyone to trust her, her speech was blunt and her expression was cold. Nevertheless, her gaze was calm. The eyes hovering in the air seemed to be looking at him beyond time and space. ¡°Tell Sharon that you could hear the Saint¡¯s prayer and see a fragment of Ur that was broken.¡± It was a ridiculous lie. Sharan¡¯s eyes could not see the shattered fragments of Ur. Contrary to the kingdom¡¯s expectations that Sharan¡¯s eyes could monitor the power of Ur at every moment, the treasure of God was limited in ability. After Ur¡¯s beads were carved, Sharan¡¯s eyes only captured Ur¡¯s power twice. One time, Sean Fusco, a member of the Pendragon family, absorbed someone else¡¯s Pasio by using Ur. At that time, for the first time, It was found out anyone could absorb Pasio as long as they had a piece of Ur, but this fact was kept strictly secret. Only Ur was supposed to be the evil man who absorbed other¡¯s Pasio. If everyone knew they could just seize Pasio from someone, the Kingdom would lose its public enemy and collapse. For a while, Sharan¡¯s eyes were in the dark. This was because the method of correctly using Ur¡¯s sculpture in the kingdom spread in secret. If you use Ur sculptures like Talisman, they lend you mana instead of taking Pasio. It is said that the Pasio, which is consumed, was only as much as it takes to use the magic. It is said to lend you unimaginably strong mana compared to one¡¯s Pacio. The instructions for using Ur sculptures spread by Kaiton were effective, and Sharan¡¯s eyes did not catch people using Ur sculptures for a while. Then the second person to capture was Sandra Moss. She was a wizard living in the southern desert beyond the kingdom¡¯s borders, and she was a follower of Ur. She was a lunatic praising the usage of Pasio by the black wizard Ur. She put a piece in her Pasio and offered it to Ur. Pasio was not stored in the sculpture, but was immediately delivered to Ur. At this time, Sharon¡¯s eyes were once again able to capture the power of sculpture. Muriel¡¯s case was a case of inserting a piece of Ur into her Pasio. ¡°Please try to make them think that they need a saint to find Ur¡¯s sculpture. It¡¯s the first time a bead has been broken anyway, so even Sharon won¡¯t notice if it¡¯s a lie. Besides, Sharan Kasal doesn¡¯t have Sharan¡¯s eyes. I can¡¯t give you much explanation right now, but¡­ It¡¯s not anything bad. Please help me once, Your Highness.¡± Sharan¡¯s eyes darkened again. The prince¡¯s eyes, which had so far been in the wide mountains, were dragged down again into the familiar dungeon. But Muriel¡¯s last voice kept ringing in the prince¡¯s ears. ¡®Wait for me. I¡¯ll come there for you.¡¯ Sharan¡¯s annoying voice squeezed into the dazed prince¡¯s head. ¡°Where is the location? Who dared to use a sculpture of us?¡± ¡°¡­ I didn¡¯t see it.¡± ¡°What? What do you mean you didn¡¯t see it? It¡¯s only because of Sharan¡¯s eyes that your dirty life is still saved, but you couldn¡¯t even do that right?!¡± The prince was covering his eyes with a black cloth, but he could see that the woman who was rubbing her body against him freely had died. It was the first time someone died next to him, but he wasn¡¯t afraid. He had a very good imagination. Because he knew that women who escaped from the dungeon would one day die at his brother¡¯s hands, he sometimes had the illusion that the living bodies that touched his body were still alright. He was dead from the time he entered the dungeon, so it was not surprising to lose his beating heart a little earlier. ¡°Saint¡­ Because her prayer has been cut off, Sharan¡¯s eyes got dark.¡± The prince re-exerted his wonderful imagination. In his head, Muriel¡¯s voice has already been vividly reproduced as a reality that brightened his eyes. ¡°There was someone who had the sculpture of Ur¡­ I could see it when I heard the sound of a saint¡¯s prayer. This time, they weren¡¯t turning into a demon by sucking it in, or they weren¡¯t putting it in their body. I think they were just drawing a magic circle with the fragment in their hand¡­ I saw it once I heard the sound of a saint¡¯s prayer.¡± Sharan squinted to see if the prince was lying. His brother, whose white hair was hanging down without shame, was still straightening up because of the weakness. I thought the drug was causing confusion, but¡­ Eyes that did not respond to light were clearly in the right shape to use Sharan¡¯s ability. Perhaps he knew that Sharan was looking through his disgusting body with a sharp look, and the prince covered himself with a rag-like cloth. His cheeks, which were normally pale like ghosts without a single blood color, were red. It was because he was nervous about his first lie, but Sharan didn¡¯t notice. ¡°You really saw a piece of Ur?¡± ¡°¡­Yes.¡± ¡°A prayer of a saint? Ha. Since when did prayers work? Can you swear on the peace of the kingdom and in the name of God? Answer me properly. Did you really see a sculpture of Ur?¡± ¡°I can swear on the name of God who protects the Bulrion with the peace of the kingdom and the treasure of God. I heard the prayer of the Holy Saint and saw a fragment of Ur.¡± I¡¯ve never heard of Sharan¡¯s eyes being affected by something. But because of his incompetence, Sharan Kasal had no way of verifying whether his words were true or false. Sharan stared at his brother, who was as creepy as a Demon. Would his brother who has been obedient to his every word lie to him? Well¡­ Sharan thought his brother would never lie to him, even under an illusion. ¡°That¡¯s what it meant¡­.¡± Sharan suddenly felt better. This is what the story of the saint helping Sharan¡¯s eyes to save the kingdom meant. Prayers lighting up Sharan¡¯s eyes¡­ I liked it. In the end, the credit of catching Ur will be Sharan¡¯s. As expected, Sharan is the only hero. ¡°Hahaha¡­! Of course¡­ That¡¯s makes sense. I couldn¡¯t believe anyway that such things would eliminate the demon king Ur.¡± Sharan recalled Muriel and Robelia, who were terrible at Pacio and had no ability of prophesy. In the first place, he felt funny about looking at the young ladies with no ability. ¡°I¡¯ll let you hear the prayer of the saint ring every morning and evening. You¡¯ll find Ur then, won¡¯t you?¡± ¡°¡­Yes.¡± The prince¡¯s voice was unusually excited, but Sharan, who felt better, did not notice the difference. Sharan magically burned down the bleeding body and escaped the smelly underground prison. When Sharan left, familiar silence came again to the underground prison. The trapped prince stood in front of a small window facing the sky. He opened his eyes with a black cloth down even though he knew there was no moon today. I was blinded by the artificial light shining brightly from the back of my head, but I stubbornly looked at the night sky where nothing was floating. His eyes were cold and tears fell, but it didn¡¯t bother him. His head was filled with only Muriel with blue hair that he saw through Sharan¡¯s eyes. ¡°Wait for me.¡± The prince carefully followed Muriel¡¯s words and rolled his tongue, recalling Muriel¡¯s voice. I¡¯ll be there soon, She said. There¡¯s no way you can find this place. I didn¡¯t think you could break through Sharan¡¯s solid barrier. But the prince couldn¡¯t do anything but wait. ¡°¡­I¡¯ll be waiting for you.¡¯¡¯ He was used to waiting. He waited for the moon, the only friend he could see with his eyes, to be able to see the outside world with Sharan¡¯s eyes. It was regrettable that it was the only thing he could wait for. Now there is one more thing to wait for. I can¡¯t help but be happy. Hey guys, with that, I¡¯ve caught up with the raws I have and cannot translate this series anymore. I¡¯ve changed my mind and if I don¡¯t get the raws for this series in one month (or maybe before that) I will have to drop this. Anyone is free to pick this series up after that, tbh I really wanted to continue translating this but what can we do ~ Chapter 15 Episode 15: A monster-eating Race, Murisi (1) Sharan ordered Nicholas Neville to call the candidates back to the palace and pray in the morning and evening. Nicholas¡¯ face, who was anxious to make friends with the prospective saint somehow, brightened at once. ¡°Then should I tell Crawford to stop educating the saints? I can¡¯t believe they¡¯re doing magic training. It didn¡¯t make sense in the first place.¡± ¡°Oh¡­ that¡¯s right. No, just leave it.¡± Sharan snorted and rubbed his hand against his beloved golden throne. ¡°What? Why¡­? The amount of Pacio in both ladies is too small, so it¡¯s not a good idea to keep using magic..¡± Nicholas Neville¡¯s face darkened as he was trying to drop Crawford. ¡°I want you to realize that your only use is to sit and pray. And isn¡¯t being short-lived the fate of the saints? These saints are already too old.¡± ¡°¡­Yes, Sharan. I¡¯ll call in the candidates.¡± Nicholas bowed politely and obeyed Sharan¡¯s orders, but his face toward the floor was cold. It was true that the saints were short-lived. The saints who predicted everything that threatened the peace of the kingdom went mad after seeing a terrible future, killing themselves in depression without enduring pain, or their abilities ran wild and their Pasio ran out, ending up into them turning into demons. Most of the saints who endured such pain were teenagers. They entered the temple before the age of ten and died before they were 16 years old. Most of them couldn¡¯t even last for 10 years. Mocking the women who died for the sake of the kingdom without exception. Nicholas could not tolerate such insults even from Sharan. Nicholas could not understand why Sharan, who could only monitor the threat of the devil, could enjoy more power than a saint who could monitor all sorts of threats to the kingdom. The power of the temple had to be stronger. The saint had to have the strength and respect she deserved. He wanted to begin an era of prosperous temples and saints. ¡°But¡­¡¯¡¯ Will this saint, who¡¯s barely been found in 12 years, be able to surpass Sharan? Nicholas recalled Rovelia and Muriel. It was true that neither was as good as he had expected. It was disappointing, but he didn¡¯t give up hope. He knew the true words of the Oracle of the saint that he had told no one. It said there would definitely be a saint who would compete with Sharan. The emergence of a saint with great power to keep Sharan in check. That was the real content of the Oracle. Whoever it is, they will stand by my side. ? ? ? Muriel thought her dangerous gamble was successful when she received Ur¡¯s sculpture from Rovelia. I believed that everything was going well. It was a brilliant idea to get help from Sharan¡¯s brother to change his mind, but it was also a dangerous gamble that could blow her neck. If the prince didn¡¯t believe her and sent Sharan¡¯s pursuers to the mansion, Muriel would have been imprisoned or executed by now as a traitor. However, the prince did Muriel a favor, and Sharon changed his mind and brought in the Saint candidates and Rovelia handed over a piece of the sculpture of Ur as promised. I thought everything was going well. I thought I just needed to watch the timing and leave quietly. I wanted to find all the pieces of Ur spread throughout the kingdom and make Kaiton make a pledge of loyalty to me. ¡°I knew that things were going way too smoothly¡­¡± Muriel looked at the mountain with bewildering eyes, where the smell of the blood of the devil was vibrating. The feeling of Pacio getting out was strange. The flames were boiling hot, but my heart felt cooler and cooler and cooler. I felt like I never wanted to know this feeling again, and I didn¡¯t want to stick a piece on my body. Muriel then buried the sculpture she had in the mountains of her mansion before going to see Rovelia. It was the safest way Muriel could think of, it was classical and one-dimensional, but she had no significant private space in her mansion. But the piece disappeared. I went back to the place I marked to bury the sculpture I received from Rovelia, and the box containing the sculpture disappeared. I dug up the surrounding soil for a long time just in case I remembered the wrong location, but I couldn¡¯t see the piece I had buried anywhere. ¡± I lost a piece¡­.¡± Did someone take it? But who the hell? The place where the Ur¡¯s sculpture was supposed to be was full of pieces of a torn demon¡¯s body. Muriel was distraught by the smell of the blood of the demon. ¡°I¡¯m doomed.¡± ? ? ? Muriel had to go to the royal palace even though she knew that there was a criminal who stole a piece of Ur somewhere in the Storm territory. From the morning, I prayed while listening to the long sermon of the high priest, but I didn¡¯t remember anything because I was half out of my mind. The fact that she buried her valuables in the mountain because there was no other place to store them in the world and was robbed caused a tremendous emotional shock to Muriel. ¡°It¡¯s all because I¡¯m so stupid.¡± If I was foolish enough, I would be able to reason that everything was the thief¡¯s fault, and be frustrated and resentful towards him. I was so stupid that I couldn¡¯t blame anyone and feel wronged. ¡°Ha ha¡­ha-ha.¡± I just laughed like crazy. The plan to tighten Kaiton¡¯s leash and win a pledge of loyalty has now gone out of reach forever. ¡°Hehe¡­hehe¡­.¡± Muriel grinned as she tore her hair out. I couldn¡¯t sleep all night, so my eyes were sunken, my hair was messy, and even my laughter sounded crazy. If someone saw me at night, it would definitely look like a nightmare. However, August approached Muriel with a bright smile. ¡°Muriel, it¡¯s nice to see you again like this. How have you been?¡± ¡°¡­.¡± Muriel moved like a ghost and passed August. It was harder not to see August because he was dressed in colorful and splendid attire as if he had conquered all the colors of the world, but Muriel was lost in her own thoughts. What¡¯s going on? August, who tilted his head, said, ¡°I¡¯m glad to see you,¡± following Muriel¡¯s tail without any displeasure of being ignored. ¡°Isn¡¯t it a relief that Sharan changed his mind? He¡¯s a very stubborn person, but I¡¯m glad we can meet again like this.¡± ¡°¡­.¡± August expected Muriel¡¯s response to be accompanied with her fierce eyes frowned and indifferent and harsh words, but Muriel seemed to be completely out of her mind. ¡°well¡­¡± August did not miss this opportunity. ¡°Muriel, can I take care of that hair? This side, this side of your right head, this side on the left cheek, and the back of your head are messy.¡± Basically, it means that the entire head of hair is scattered. ¡°I want to fix it for you. Can I do it?¡± ¡°¡­.¡± ¡°If you allow it, don¡¯t say anything, and if you don¡¯t like it, say no.¡± ¡°¡­.¡± ¡°Then I¡¯ll touch your hair. Is it okay?¡± August brushed Muriel¡¯s crazy wizard-like hair by hand. As a fashionable man who always dresses up in style, he has his hair neatly arranged. Unlike the first moment when he was cautious that she might hit his hand, August now knew that Muriel was completely out of it and became more and more bold. He adeptly braided her hair as he walked in line with Muriel¡¯s stride, which was like a slime demon. ¡°Muriel always wears her hair down. Is there a special reason why you don¡¯t decorate it?¡± It was annoying. There was no special reason, and I just didn¡¯t like other people touching my hair. However, she didn¡¯t even know how to do her own hair, so she just untied it like a ghost. Muriel, who didn¡¯t want to touch his hand went through with this haircut still didn¡¯t notice August. His touch was so subtle, but it was also because Muriel turned on an automatic filter that blocked her from her nerves. It was just like how a monk in meditation could not hear a fly. ¡°I like the style with braids raised high. It¡¯s also good to accentuate with ribbons.¡± The finished look wasn¡¯t bad, but it didn¡¯t suit Muriel. A more cool and natural looked better on her than cute styles. ¡°Well, it doesn¡¯t look as good as I thought. As expected, I think blonde and natural curls look better with this¡­.¡± August naturally thought of someone. I didn¡¯t mean to, but I realized I was doing Rovelia¡¯s hairstyle for Muriel. August¡¯s expression of dismay briefly darkened. It was a heavy expression that could not be seen in him, who was always wandering light-heartedly, but Muriel was lost in thought, and August quickly shook off his gloomy expression and returned to his original light and flirty appearance. ¡°I¡¯d rather you be full of energy even if it¡¯s fierce. Muriel is not funny today.¡± Muriel was still in the mode of blocking the fly. While sighing, August found blood on Muriel¡¯s ankle as she walked ahead. ¡°Muriel, stand there for a second.¡± Muriel, who could not help but filtering his words now, touched the door of the lab, and August grabbed her arm. Fuck. Muriel threw her fist reflexively. The fist flew right into August¡¯s cheek. ¡°Oh¡­ I¡¯m sorry.¡± Muriel finally focused her blank eyes and raised August. Although I apologized calmly, I didn¡¯t feel much sorry in his different way of speaking. ¡°But when did you come next to me? I told you not to touch my body.¡± Muriel was expressionless, but she was much livelier than she had just been absent-minded. ¡°Nice to meet you, Muriel. You¡¯re back.¡± August smiled brightly. It was worth giving away his cheek. Even though he may seem frivolous, August was Eclum¡¯s knight. You don¡¯t get hit by a fist that¡¯s swung like a bug. It was really his will to be slapped by Muriel¡¯s fist. Of course, I was a little surprised because her hands were harder than I thought, but that was all. ¡°Why do you keep laughing? Did you get hit on the head?¡± ¡°Your hair is pretty.¡± ¡°Ah¡­¡± Muriel, who listened to August¡¯s words and checked his hair, frowned and messed up the hard-worked hairstyle. Her hair was more scattered than before August¡¯s, but in his opinion, this natural hairstyle looked more like her and looked better on Muriel. ¡°I said it before I touched it. Muriel didn¡¯t hear it. Hold on. There¡¯s blood on your ankle.¡± August sat on his knees, took out a cloth that looked too expensive to use to wipe blood, and wiped his ankle with blood. The ankle was seen because Muriel walked in her dress as usual. Embarrassed Muriel tried to lower the dress, and August held his hand to block it. ¡°Hold it properly. I haven¡¯t cleaned it yet.¡± GOOD NEWS! I found the raws until chapter 70 so we¡¯re all good for now! I¡¯m so relieved tbh I really didn¡¯t want to drop this series haha. Chapter 16 Episode 16: The monster-eating Race, Murisi (2) August wore stiff, clean clothes that didn¡¯t feel like something a living thing would wear at all, put his knees on the dirty floor, and wiped the blood carefully. In the Kingdom of Bulrion, this situation could be very strange because showing one¡¯s ankle had a sensual meaning, but the atmosphere between the two was light. Muriel was not shy and even lifted up her skirt more to let it be cleaned properly. It was partly due to Muriel¡¯s iron-core like indifferent personality that the atmosphere between the two wasn¡¯t strange nor sticky, but it was also largely due to August, who was calm as if wiping her blood was a natural favor. August was an easy-going and sincere person, unlike his almost painful-to-look at, colorful outfit. At first, I thought he would be a young man with no substance or a terrible narcissist who had only a shiny shell because of his light and playful attitude. It wasn¡¯t at all. The more I saw him, the more sincere he was. Of course, there was cognitive dissonance because of his too superior face. Even if I found out that it was an ant wearing a grasshopper¡¯s mask, what caught my eyes was the shell of the grasshopper. ¡°That¡¯s not my blood.¡± Muriel wandered through the terrible mountain full of blood of the devil, stayed up all night and came straight into the palace. ¡°I know.¡± You know? Muriel¡¯s expression hardened as she was wondering who took the piece of Ur from the mountain. ¡°How do you¡­.¡± ¡°It smells like the blood of the Murisi. Where have you been forcing yourself to hunt?¡± ¡°How do you know that it¡¯s the blood of a Murisi?¡± Muriel, who had lost a piece of Ur, became sensitive and asked sharply. Even if the person who took the sculpture of Ur from the mountain was August, the sculpture had to be recovered. Muriel¡¯s voice became cold, but August carefully wiped the blood on her dress as if he had not noticed the change. ¡°The high priest¡¯s prayer is famous for being long, but Muriel just came back from his prayer. And yet the blood didn¡¯t harden. It means it¡¯s not human blood, but I thought it was true because it had a strong smell of an evil¡¯s blood.¡± August stood up folding his bloody handkerchief. Muriel looked at August, who folded his handkerchief well and put it in his pockets, but couldn¡¯t erase her doubts, and asked, looking at him keenly. ¡°It¡¯s done. The end of the dress is a little dirty, but I¡¯m glad it doesn¡¯t stand out much.¡± ¡°That was enough to tell you? only by seeing the blood that didn¡¯t harden?¡¯¡¯ ¡°Murishi are such a hot potato these days. The whole kingdom is shaking up and down trying to exterminate them. I didn¡¯t know Muriel enjoyed hunting Murishi.¡± ¡°Really? That¡¯s great intuition.¡± Muriel was relieved. That¡¯s true. August is not the type to take Muriel¡¯s hidden piece and have a casual face. He¡¯d definitely come and confront you about why you had hidden such a thing. ¡°Is that so? Haha.¡± August smiled brightly. Muriel realized that he was displeased with Murushi hunting. It was because Muriel knew that when August was upset, he would show a straight smile as being measured by a ruler. ¡°Oh¡­ and not at all. I mean, the Demon hunt. I can¡¯t even do magic properly, not to mention hunting.¡± August nodded peacefully, but his expression was noticeably relaxed. As expected, he seemed to have a sense of rejection with people hunting Murishi. Well, Muriel knows that Muri was an intelligent race. In other words, it is not a target to hunt like a demon. The indiscriminate slaughter of intelligent beings was not much different from the conquest activities of indiscriminately slaughtering natives to occupy land. ¡°Murish is a heterogeneous race, so why hunt? It¡¯s not that we don¡¯t get along well with humans. Isn¡¯t it helpful that they feed on the devils?¡± Muriel crumpled her impression as if she didn¡¯t understand it, and August looked at Muriel with emotion. As expected, Muriel was a little scary and fierce, but she must be a good person. In the first place, the reason why Murishis were hunted horribly was that their prey was the devil. To eat the evil spirit of the fallen spirit. It¡¯s filthy and dirty. People turned at once from the symbiotic Murishi. They defined Murishi as a degenerate being like a demon and began slaughtering them recklessly. The fact that Murishi¡¯s appearance was like a horse from the magical world also contributed to the heat of hatred. However, Muriel said it was a good thing to eat up the devils, so why would she hate? August wanted to pat Muriel on the head. I wanted to hug her and pat her on the back and shout, ¡°Me, too!¡± But now that he had touched Muriel¡¯s hair, a grim look passed through her face, he clenched his hands and tried to hold it in. ¡°Haha¡­¡± However, an unbearable giggle leaked from August¡¯s mouth. Even if I tried to endure it, I loved the fact that the blunt and indifferent face had friendly thoughts without prejudice. Yes, I want to hug you and pat you on the back. She could not have read his thoughts, but Muriel looked at him with disgust. ¡°Why are you laughing like that?¡± Unlucky. I think I heard the last comment. August smiled, though. ¡°I thought the same thing. It¡¯s kind of gross to have Murrishi, but it¡¯s not a bad thing. I was proud and happy to have someone who thought the same thing as me.¡± Muriel¡¯s response was sour, unlike August, who had to hold back his joy by clenching his fist so tightly that he could feel numb at the fact that he met a comrade who had the same thoughts. Even though it was obvious that she wasn¡¯t interested, August didn¡¯t care and twinkled his eyes. ¡°And they say that they smell minerals if they try to their limits. If you can find a way to communicate with them, it¡¯ll definitely help people, but why do people just look at their looks¡­.¡± ¡°Hold on!¡± Muriel, who had been listening to the story without interest, stopped August¡¯s excited chat with a surprised face. ¡°What do you mean by smelling minerals? For example, do you mean that a Talisman can be found out if it¡¯s buried in the ground?¡± Muriel¡¯s heart began to beat. The hope of finding the missing piece in Muriel began to arise. The smell of demon and Murishi¡¯s blood that was full of mountains. Murish¡¯s ability to smell minerals. No way. ¡°Yes, that¡¯s right. I heard that Murishi can distinguish the smell of minerals.¡± ¡°August!¡± Muriel gave August a big hug as she screamed. August panicked for a moment and cheered with Muriel without knowing what was going on. There was no other dog that shook its tail immediately because she praised him even though he did nothing well. ¡°Right? How fortunate it is that there is a possibility of co-existence with Murishi. I feel the same way as Muriel. We must stop the irrational hatred!¡± Muriel was happy because she found a clue that it might be too impossible of an idea to steal a piece of Ur. August put forth an unexpected reason. ¡°What?¡± ¡°What?¡± Muriel realized August¡¯s delusion, but whatever. Even his tactlessness was cute now. ¡°Oh, it¡¯s pretty.¡± ¡°Hahaha! I¡¯ve never thought Murishi to be pretty, but Muriel is so sweet. Hahaha.¡± The two were happy to jump around hugging each other for completely different reasons. That¡¯s when the door to the lab opened. ¡°You two look very happy.¡± It was Kaiton, arm in arm, leaning against the door frame. Unlike his usual cold expression, his fierce gaze briefly swept through August¡¯s arm, which was wrapped around Muriel¡¯s waist. The stinging gaze quickly fell, but August got goosebumps and hugged Muriel even more. ¡°What makes you so happy?¡± His voice was very low and slow, but something was harsh. ¡°It¡¯s nothing. I was saying hello to August, whom I haven¡¯t seen in a long time.¡± Muriel didn¡¯t realize that she was too close to August until she saw the strangely wrinkled expression on Kaiton. It hasn¡¯t been long since I thought I¡¯d get August off the field, but he was running too fast. August¡¯s attitude toward Muriel is sweet, but it is probably because the boundaries have now collapsed as he seems to be treating a friend who is calm and not sticky. Muriel got off August a little awkwardly. Perhaps because August was also wary of Kaiton, there was no chatter about what a pleasant conversation he had about Murrishi. ¡°Let¡¯s talk about it later. August.¡± ¡°Yes, Muriel.¡± Muriel was going to ask how to hunt Murishi. August nodded, overwhelmed by the fact that she could discuss more of the freedom of the poor heterogeneous, not knowing how she was going to catch and kill Murishi, who said she looked repugnant. ¡°Can you move away from here?¡± Muriel said as she looked up at Kaiton, who was still standing in front of the door. I couldn¡¯t understand why he was so offended by August and herself. Are you worried that I¡¯m going to get closer to Eclum, the guardian, and build up my strength? ¡°I need to talk to Young lady Muriel for a second.¡± ¡°Say it.¡± Kaiton rolled up the corners of his mouth as he watched Muriel answering with a bothered nod. ¡°Just the two of us. It¡¯s a matter we have to talk about.¡± ¡°¡­.¡± What¡¯s wrong with him? Muriel backed away when she saw that Kaiton suddenly was acting a bit aggressively. Things would have been complicated if she was caught to not be from here, but possessed, or if it was discussed what magic was hanging on her. The more Muriel distanced herself from him, the more he moved towards her and shortened the distance. Muriel scurried back again, then stumbled on the hem of her dress. August stretched his arm toward Muriel, who was falling backwards, and before Muriel landed stably on his arm, Kaiton pulled Muriel¡¯s arm close to him. Muriel and Kaiton¡¯s faces got closer as if they were touching the tip of their noses. ¡°Ah¡­¡± His lips were as close as they could reach, but Muriel wasn¡¯t surprised. I just thought he was holding my hands again. Maybe very hard. My hands are going to break. Not feeling the pain, she could not be sure, but he must have held her by the wrist with all his might. I tried to twist my wrist out, but it didn¡¯t move at all. ¡°It hurts.¡± Muriel said bluntly, thinking that it would probably hurt if he held it this tight. Kaiton looked into Muriel¡¯s eyes without answering. ¡°You¡¯re not nervous anymore.¡± He whispered in a small voice. It was a pity that Muriel was no longer afraid of him. I mean¡­ I wasn¡¯t scared of Kaiton from the start. I was just nervous because I thought I shouldn¡¯t get tangled up with him. I am already a bit nervous now. It bothered me because I was so close to Kaiton¡¯s breath, but that¡¯s all. ¡°I don¡¯t get nervous.¡± However, I felt that the only way to rescue a fierce dog was to hold the leash. Chapter 17 Episode 17: The Monster-eating Race, Murisi (3) ¡®¡¯Crawford, didn¡¯t you hear Muriel say she¡¯s hurt?¡¯¡¯ ¡°August, can you go on ahead first? I¡¯ll talk to Crawford.¡± Muriel said quickly, since August was about to draw his sword right away. ¡°Will you be okay?¡± ¡°Of course.¡± Muriel shrugged as if nothing would happen. August entered the lab with a disapproving look on his face, but left saying to call him whenever necessary. Muriel didn¡¯t go out to say that him doing nothing would be helping. Anyway, his readiness to help her felt good. Even though I didn¡¯t necessarily have affinity for him, but I thought he could be a good friend. Oops¡­ Is this the beginning of a fishing ground? Anyways. ¡°What do you have to say?¡± Muriel asked, taking a step back while still saying close. She didn¡¯t try to pull out her hand. It wasn¡¯t a problem because I didn¡¯t feel any pain, and right now I don¡¯t have a way to hold his leash tightly, so I thought it would be better to behave calmly and not go against his nerves. Kaiton felt more subdued as he felt her heart rate, which had calmed down. Unlike the inexplicably irritable appearance of her being so close to August, he couldn¡¯t stand her being so easygoing in front of him. How can I distort Muriel¡¯s calm face more painfully. How can I leave a scar that will never be erased? Kaiton tightened his grasp, imagining Muriel¡¯s face with tears in agony, but she didn¡¯t bat an eyelid. I don¡¯t like it. ¡°Did anything happen at Storm Territories?¡± He asked impulsively. ¡°A few days ago, Ur¡¯s power was detected on Storm Territories.¡± Muriel¡¯s expressionless face was finally crumpled. Yeah, you¡¯re responding to this too. Kaiton pulled Muriel who had stepped back closer again and whispered in her ear. He didn¡¯t want it to reach August¡¯s ears, who would be listening even after entering the lab. ¡°Someone used the sculpture of Ur in the Storm Territory.¡± Not long ago, he was surprised when he felt Muriel¡¯s Pasio coming through the sculpture of Ur. I thought Muriel wouldn¡¯t touch the sculpture easily, so I was thinking about how to push her to do so, but I didn¡¯t know she would touch it so easily. Kaiton became uncomfortable even though his long-cherished desire was resolved. It was beyond comprehension. Yeah¡­ it must be because another piece of Ur was taken away by Sharan. Muriel, who has terrible magic skills, can¡¯t even use single piece of Ur properly, so she¡¯ll definitely come under Sharan¡¯s surveillance. Yes, the thought of losing a piece must be the cause of this complicated feeling. I thought it was only a matter of time before Muriel would be caught by Sharan. Muriel puts the pieces in her Pasio itself. The Stupid Sharan would not realize she¡¯s the saint who will save the kingdom and definitely brutally torture and kill her. He found himself calculating the probability of finding Muriel before Sharan¡¯s pursuers and clenched his teeth. You would risk your life to save Muriel? That¡¯s impossible. Muriel¡¯s death has been imagined countless times. Among them was the possibility of dying at the hands of Sharan. But now, on the spur of the moment, I would waste that long wait? ¡®I told you not to use black magic. You¡¯re not supposed to be a black wizard!¡¯ ¡®¡¯I¡¯m a descendant of Ur. He¡¯s been a black wizard for generations. What do you want me to do? You want me to live my whole life in weakness?¡¯¡¯ ¡®¡¯Kaiton is a fool. You promised¡­¡¯¡¯ ¡°You¡¯re the fool, Mur. You knew I was a black wizard from the beginning¡­why, why are you crying¡­! Don¡¯t cry!¡± ¡®If you become a black wizard, I¡¯ll die.¡¯ ¡®¡¯What? You¡¯re lying to stop me from using black magic, right? Me using black magic has nothing to do with you dying!¡¯¡¯ ¡®¡¯There is! Kaiton Ur kills me with dark magic. Because I¡¯m the saint who¡¯ll save the world!¡¯¡¯ Black Wizard Kaiton Ur Kills Muriel Storm, Who Will Save the World. From the moment Muriel saw him hiding in the highlands with a red and freezing face and prophesized so, it was a fate that would never change. Kaiton has been running step by step for to that unchangeable future for 12 years. It was just that the time has come. Miracles don¡¯t happen. The two of them were destined to end up like this. Kaiton was unbearably annoyed that Muriel didn¡¯t remember him until the end, but now he thought it was inevitable. But I didn¡¯t expect an absurd miracle to happen. Sharan¡¯s eyes, who have never missed the power of Ur, have not noticed Muriel¡¯s clumsy use. It was quiet the whole night without any sign of Sharan¡¯s pursuers being called out. Muriel lived, and appeared again in front of him like this. Kaiton felt an inexplicable emotion as he looked at Muriel¡¯s pale face. Are you glad she¡¯s back? Are you happy to have to deal with Muriel yourself? Or are you afraid of inevitable fate? ¡°Sharan is secretly looking for someone who used Ur¡¯s sculpture around Storm Territories.¡± ¡°No way¡­¡± ¡°I heard that they gave the Pasio directly to the sculpture without fear of Sharan¡¯s eyes. Do you have any idea who did it, Muriel?¡± ¡°Well¡­ who did it? I¡­ have no idea.¡± ¡°Ha¡­ Why did he do that? There could have been a way to avoid Sharan¡¯s eyes and use the sculpture.¡± Muriel pretended awkwardly. Kaiton sighed as he watched Muriel rolling her eyes uncomfortably. Of course, it was a lie that Sharan was chasing a follower of Ur. A shallow lie to see what the hell Muriel was thinking. Kaiton still hasn¡¯t defined what he feels about Muriel being still alive and in front of him. But it was certain that he would never let Sharon catch her again. If Muriel gets caught by Sharan, he¡¯ll lose a precious piece of sculpture. If Muriel was killed, he wouldn¡¯t be able to slowly take away her Pasio. When the flame that warms my heart dies down, I¡¯ll shudder in the unbearable cold. Just like when I shivered in the cold on the chilling plateau all alone that year. Muriel replied very awkwardly, pretending not to be the criminal. ¡°Well, I don¡¯t know. Maybe it was a mistake or something, who wouldn¡¯t be afraid of Sharan¡¯s eyes¡­It must have been a mistake.¡± ¡°Well, then this time a sculpture of Ur has fallen into the hands of a very stupid person.¡± Kaiton said shamelessly as if he didn¡¯t know it was Muriel. Muriel¡¯s eyes flashed with anger when she was told she was stupid in front of her own eyes, and Kaiton snorted at the indistinct anger. ¡°I don¡¯t know how the idiot avoided Chaos this time, but luck won¡¯t last twice. Will he use the Ur sculpture properly next time? in a secret way to keep him from being seen.¡± Why are you asking me that?! At this point, I thought it was just a conversation between the devil Ur and his followers. I¡¯d like to be completely clueless, but I was worried about losing the piece to Sharan, so I thought I¡¯d give him a piece of my mind. ¡°Well¡­ he would have known that he was lucky to escape from Sharan¡¯s eyes. he¡¯ll never leave a clue again¡­ Sharan must be having a hard time tracking Ur. ¡­Haha. Come on, hurry up and You¡¯ll be able to catch him.¡¯¡¯ ¡°Haha I¡¯m glad to hear that¡­ I think this follower is so stupid that he¡¯s going to be caught in a flash.¡± You keep swearing at me in front of my face that I¡¯m stupid. Nevertheless, Muriel, who had to pretend not to know until the end, gritted her teeth in displeasure at Kaiton. ¡°¡­I¡¯m not him, so I don¡¯t know for sure, but If it was me, I would never touch the power of sculpture again. It was probably just curiosity the first time.¡± But Kaiton snorted at Muriel. ¡°I don¡¯t think so. Once you have the power of the devil, you can¡¯t give it up so easily.¡± His black eyes were like a curse. You can never escape. You will eventually fall into an endless abyss with your hands on Ur¡¯s power. It seemed to tempt in such a low, captivating voice. Muriel pulled out her hand roughly. I wasn¡¯t interested in strength, but listening to the low voice that hummed and touched my heart, I felt like I would really want Ur¡¯s strength. ¡°Not everyone wants strength. Some people want peace¡­ I also want that. Even the man who made the sculpture¡­ Perhaps he was a Pacifist as well.¡± ¡°A Pacifist with the power of the demon king. That¡¯s funny.¡± Ah¡­ I can¡¯t take it anymore. ¡°But, you know what? Ur is not the Demon King.¡± ¡°!¡± Kaiton¡¯s face flashed with agitation. An indelible surprise spread on the cold, tightly closed face. ¡°What does that mean?¡± He asked stiffly. ¡°The devil is the king of all devils, But Ur is just a black wizard who just borrowed the power of darkness. The sculpture of Ur is not the power of the devil. His power is amazing, but he¡¯s not a devil.¡± Muriel, who was stubborn with her challenging eyes, brought back memories that Kaiton struggled to hold back. ¡®You¡¯re not the devil, you fool.¡¯ The words that the girl with red cheeks shouted at him kept ringing in his head because of the cold wind in the highlands. Through the solid walls of the mind, a cool highland breeze leaked. You don¡¯t remember anything. Why do you want to shake me up with these words? She was not allowed to sway him when she knew nothing. ¡°I can¡¯t believe you have such an impure idea. You don¡¯t mind being a follower of the devil?¡± He threw away pretending to be court wizard Kai Crawford and roared furiously. ¡°Ur is the devil King, Muriel.¡± Muriel frowned discontentedly, not afraid at all, despite Kaiton¡¯s threatening act. Kaiton¡¯s expression was terrifying enough to shake her legs if her fear along with the pain had not been removed, but Muriel did not feel such fear. There was the perception that if she stimulated him a little more, he would jump at her, but that was all. Enough emotional empathy to read a book. ¡°Do you mean you¡¯re as strong as the devil? Crawford doesn¡¯t believe that Ur is really the devil like the people of Bulrion, does he?¡± Chapter 18 Episode 18: The Monster-Eating Race, Murisi (4) Twelve years later, Muriel looked very different from the girl he tried to forget. The girl in his memory had chubby cheeks because she didn¡¯t yet lose her baby fat, her voice was thin and high, and she was short. Her body was wrapped tightly like a ball of cotton in order to be able to come to the cold mountains, and she looked a snowman that she often made. But now, she was a decent lady defiantly glaring at him without looking away from his eyes. Her cheeks, thin enough to reveal her cheekbones, revealed her jawline, and her thin neck, which kept attracting his eyes, moved her delicate muscles even when she breathed lightly. The sleek line from the thin shoulder to the swollen chest and the narrow waist area was revealed because of the silhouette of the dress cut to fit her. The woman who had the scent of an unfamiliarly mature woman was completely different from the little girl in his memory. I wondered if she was really the girl with the frozen cheeks in his memory, except that her rough, mid- to low-pitched voice was spitting out the same words as 12 years ago. ¡®¡¯He¡¯s just a wizard. He¡¯s not a monster that turns people into demons just by brushing against them.¡± The ferocious eyes that looked at him pitifully were invariably so identical. The warmth of that squirming gaze was the same. He was drawn to the memory of the plateau, where the cold wind kept blowing. ¡®You¡¯re just Kaiton, and you¡¯ll be the best wizard in Bulrion!.¡¯ ¡°Shut up!¡± Kaiton finally shouted, unable to resist the childish voice ringing in his head. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath in fear that the emotions he had been trying to ignore for a long time would run wild again. Muriel watched the figure quietly. Kaiton was more human than she thought. It was only known that he took her life with a scary expression in the novel, so she didn¡¯t know he was such a complicated person. He looked confused. It was sad, painful, but it seemed to be patient. I don¡¯t know why I can¡¯t stop imagining him in tears. Muriel felt very sad about him now anyway. Muriel once misunderstood that he cried next to the fountain, but this time she really saw it properly. He was really distressed. This is because Muriel¡¯s appearance has changed a lot, but the inside was the same. a curt expression; a gesture of annoyance sweeping off her blue hair; a stubborn stare. a crooked posture and even the indifferent spouting of friendly words. Minor habits he remembers. Everything that caught his eye remained the same. So he was more distressed. Obviously, he had to kill her according to his cursed fate, but the old memories of him kept interrupting him. ¡°Those are not words that should be spoken by a saint.¡± Kaiton finally once again wore the mask of Kai Craford, which he had created with struggle. ¡°Don¡¯t ever say that Ur is not the devil. Those words eventually¡­will kill the saint. Do you understand?¡± Kaiton himself did not understand why he wanted to make this pledge. However, I never wanted to hear her say the same thing as the girl I met on the plateau again. ¡°Answer me, Muriel.¡± ¡°I¡¯m not a saint¡­ Why are you calling me a saint already?¡± ¡°¡­.¡± ¡°¡­really¡­you don¡¯t really think Ur is the devil, do you?¡± It wasn¡¯t until Muriel insisted on doing so only when she heard his answer that he answered. His answer was firm. His words, full of self-deprecation and spite, sounded like a pledge to himself. ¡°If he¡¯s not the devil who will destroy the kingdom, what exactly is he?¡± ? ? ? Kaiton then spent five hours teaching how to use a Talisman. It was a training exercise blatantly used to teach how to avoid Sharan¡¯s eyes and use Ur¡¯s scuplture. Despite being disturbed by his bombshells, Muriel faithfully focused on the class. It was because I thought it would be useful in the future if I learned how to use Talismans properly, which amplifies the mana, even if it was not a sculpture of Ur. Most of the time, it is said you can get a feel of the Talisman by just using it a few times. It took five hours for Muriel to learn how to use it even though Kaiton, who is the best wizard in the kingdom, explained and August, who inherited the guardian¡¯s name, helped him. Kaiton was forced to teach her because of Ur¡¯s sculpture, but he seemed to be tired of her incompetence. Her pride was hurt, but Muriel felt that he was a little too good of a magician. Fortunately, Rovelia was just as magical as Muriel. Robelia didn¡¯t really know how to use a Talisman, wasting the huge high-end Talisman hanging on her finger. She was active in class, perhaps because of a change of heart. Seeing that she hated being clumsy but was desperate, she seemed to have realized the need for Talisman to supplement Pacio. It was said she completed her prayer with the high priest three hours earlier than Muriel, so I could guess Rovelia¡¯s determination to become a saint. ¡°August, do you have time?¡± Muriel whispered after class, glancing at Rovelia as she approached Kaiton. She intended to seek advice on how to hunt Murishi. Muriel dragged August out of the lab because it was a subject she didn¡¯t want to get caught by Kaiton for trying to get back a sculpture of Ur. ¡°Have this.¡± Before Muriel could speak of a Murishi¡¯s hunt, August suddenly held out his ring. Thanks to this, Muriel completely forgot about the Murishi hunt. The ring was attached to a high-quality Talisman, which was said to hold the Pasio of craftsmen. ¡°It¡¯s my present. Now that you¡¯ve finally learned how to use Talismans, you need to have a proper Talisman, right?¡± Come and read on our website wuxia worldsite. Thanks The ring was overwhelmingly huge. I thought that if I wore it wrong, it could strain my finger joints. Muriel hated it. It was because I wondered how many people¡¯s Pasio had been divided to put it in the Talisman to become that size. ¡°I refuse.¡± ¡°No, take it. I can¡¯t give up on this.¡± She refused at once, but August did not back down. You gave me a ring of all things. I was flustered. Did you misunderstand something because I hugged you earlier? I wanted to say no to August to prevent him from being part of her fishery like in the novel. ¡°What¡¯s this all of a sudden? What does this mean?¡± Although August was friendly, snuggling her or wiping blood without hesitation, I never thought he liked Muriel. His behavior was perfectly plain and light. Were those all camouflages to hide his real heart? You mean I captured his heart without realizing it? To be captivated¡­ I found my thoughts funny. Muriel didn¡¯t look terrible, but for August, who is considered a national treasure, she was long short in terms of appearance. In addition, she was not particularly friendly, and she was neither particularly talented. It was hard to think that someone would captivated with her. ¡°It doesn¡¯t mean anything special. I just want you to accept it. As a gift from a friend.¡± August held Muriel¡¯s hand and put the ring on her when Muriel, who stood on one leg, seemed to have no intention of receiving the ring. She had never worn it before until now, but there was no problem because it was a size-adjustable magic item. ¡°This is a ring, August. You gave me a ring and it doesn¡¯t mean anything?¡± Muriel loathed the ring. August only now realized that Talisman he handed over was in the form of a ring. He had only tried to give her the largest and most powerful talisman he had, so he was slow to notice it. ¡°Oh no¡­ I didn¡¯t think of that. But it doesn¡¯t have a meaning like that, so please accept it. Muriel only needs Talisman.¡± Muriel glanced doubtfully, but August was really sincere. He was really purely worried about Muriel¡¯s Pasio, so he handed over a Talisman. Because her magic was disastrous. Using Talismans alone was easier than using a spoon for people who use magic. However, if it takes five hours to learn to scoop rice with a spoon, everyone will naturally worry that the person will starve to death. That was August¡¯s reason to give the Talisman to her. He didn¡¯t even care that the Talisman was in the form of a ring. In August¡¯s opinion, the humble Pascio-d Muriel would surely become a demon in the future without a proper Talisman. The huge Talisman he handed to her was precious enough to buy a castle, but it didn¡¯t matter. He had an overflowing amount of Pasio, and had the money to buy any Talismans as much as he wanted. ¡°The Talisman is a very good, but you¡¯d be better off not using magic as much as possible. No¡­ Never use magic unless you¡¯re in danger of dying, Muriel.¡± August eyes were sunken at the thought of the aftermath of an unimaginable disaster. But Muriel, who was mistaken that he is hiding his love for Muriel, was forced to misunderstand his true feelings. It was a misunderstanding that he was trying to make her wear a ring under the pretext of only giving a Talisman. Muriel, who doesn¡¯t know that he¡¯s under the illusion, made an impression when he saw a huge ring similar to Robelia¡¯s. ¡°You¡¯re not just pretending to give me a ring, are you? I didn¡¯t know August would use this method, but you don¡¯t have the courage to confess, and this is how you express your feelings.¡± ¡°What? No!¡± August felt very discriminated against. He indeed met many people and had many relationships, but I swear I never saw Muriel with that kind of eyes. ¡°I really don¡¯t like Muriel. No, I like you, but I don¡¯t like you in the way that Muriel thinks, it¡¯s like how I like a friend, how I like cats.¡± ¡°Don¡¯t lie and speak properly. Then why would you give me such an expensive ring?¡± Because your pasio and magic are terrible! August thought it was cowardly to defend himself while revealing Muriel¡¯s magical skills, which were terrifying. Muriel glared with axe-like eyes as if there were a lot of misunderstandings, but he really did not have any tastes for a scary woman who walked around with blood on her ankles. ¡®¡¯ I heard that flirties who have dated a lot don¡¯t notice when real love comes. Maybe you didn¡¯t notice how you felt¡­.¡± Muriel asked in a snobbish manner, like a threatening political jibber. Muriel used to have such a perverse attitude sometimes, but this unique scene, which she would normally enjoy watching, was now really difficult. August thought it over, but he did not feel the slightest bit of excitement for Muriel. He just wanted to be good friends with Muriel, and he believed it was now happening. I didn¡¯t even have time to look at Muriel with such eyes in the first place. Only one person has taken his pure love since his academy days. Read latest Chapters at Wuxia World . Site Only Rovelia. A lovely young lady with Emerald eyes and golden hair. For August, Rovelia was the only one for many years. It was hard to see Muriel with the eyes of reason, since all his nerves were directed at her when she was nearby. ¡°I¡¯ve already given my heart to someone. Sincerely.¡± Hello, any mistakes in this will be addressed and fixed in the next few days, This was genuinely the hardest chapter to translate yet, but also a fun one. Updates will be a bit slow this month because of a lot of upcoming events this month. Enjoy! Chapter 19 Episode 19, The demon-eating race, Murishi(5) Marriages between the Guardian families have been taboo for many years. In order to prevent the balance between the Guardian families from being disrupted, he has been constantly trying to give up his feelings. But I couldn¡¯t control my mind towards Rovelia. Eventually, he became a playboy who was having love affairs with many women. Unlike his colorful appearance, August, who is sincere and upright, was the reason for numerous romantic relationships. ¡°I¡¯ve loved her for a very long time. Muriel is a good person, but as long as she is there, I won¡¯t be able to like you.¡± August hurt himself by what he said. Yes, he will never love anyone other than Rovelia. Perhaps this love will never end. Weary love grows like weeds. It does not bend when it was trampled, and it spreads more when it is cut. Even with a very small seed, the weeds grow on their own. ¡°Maybe forever.¡± ¡°August¡­¡± August¡¯s smile, which was usually only light, drooped. He smiled a rather sad smile. I thought only glittering things would suit him, but as a gorgeous handsome man who can pull off anything, such depression suited me quite well. ¡°He¡¯s a very good person.¡± August now knows that Rovelia is not just a loving and affectionate lady. She was unexpectedly vain and self-absorbed, and greedy. The first thing I fell in love with was her kindness and lovability. I thought she was an angel of infinite kindness and generosity. As I watched for a long time, I found out that Rovelli was not a very good person, but I couldn¡¯t give up. When Sharan sent Muriel and Rovelia out of the palace without confirming the oracle, he saw her collapse. I watched Rovella reveal her claws for the first time in fear that she could lose the position of the saint she wanted so much. At the same time, he fell back to the end and watched everything she tried to move others to regain her seat. He wanted to help Rovelia hold onto the position of the saint if she so wished. I was kind to Muriel, probably because I was guilty. He was ready to push Muriel out of the seat of saint with no hesitation, if Rovelia wanted to. Even if the real star of Saint oracle was Muriel. August became desperate when he learned that even Rovelia¡¯s distorted face trembled his heart. It¡¯s impossible to ignore your mind completely. But don¡¯t go too far. Don¡¯t let yourself make the wrong choice. Don¡¯t put too much faith in the goddess-like Rovelia. He only hoped that he could bury his mind like that. So the only thing I felt for Muriel was guilt about myself, affection for good friends, and that¡¯s all. ¡°You really don¡¯t think you like me?¡± ¡°Yes, unfortunately.¡± ¡°Well¡­¡± Muriel, though uncomfortable, decided to believe the depression that had flashed across August. It¡¯s a relief if he has someone else he likes. It would have been better if you had made a happy face just by thinking of her though. ¡°But I don¡¯t want to take the talisman. It¡¯s not good to exchange rings, right?¡± ¡°Yes, but please take this for me instead then. You know Eclum¡¯s financial strength, right? You don¡¯t have to feel pressured. I¡¯m willing to give anything for Muriel.¡± August held out two brooch-like talismans. Talisman was small compared to the ring I first held out, but the brooch was also a pretty good item. ¡°Thank you. I¡¯ll take this with gratitude.¡± In the novel, August was charged with her act arson and executed by Sharan because he liked Muriel. Muriel was relieved that such a tragic death would no longer occur. ¡°August.¡± ¡°Yes, Muriel.¡± ¡°I think August will fall in a very foolish love.¡± ¡°Is that so?¡± August smiled cheerfully, but did not say no. Muriel¡¯s eyes softened as she kicked her tongue. ¡°Yes, I don¡¯t know who you like, but don¡¯t be so stupid.¡± ¡°Yes, I will.¡± ¡°You have to be happy.¡± ¡°¡­Yes, I will.¡± ? ? ? Rovelia stood in front of Kaiton, whose eyes followed Muriel and August together. ¡°Mr. Crawford. I¡¯d like to apologize for the disrespect last time. I was too sharp last time, right? Rovelia did not feel guilty at all about her previous tattling to Sharan, but she wanted to be liked by him now that he was teaching her again. Rovelia smiled sweetly as she pitifully lowered her emerald eyes. The smile was also her only specialty. She had never distinguished herself for her talent because of Pacio, but she was confident in grabbing people¡¯s hearts. It didn¡¯t take Pacio to talk or attract people¡¯s ¡°This is a gift from me as an apology. I embroidered it myself.¡± Rovelia held out her handkerchief. The golden handkerchief was splendidly embroidered with four attributes of light, water, fire, and green. Originally, magic was a total of five attributes up to darkness, but after Sharan banned black magic, darkness was removed from the basic attributes of magic. Kaiton glanced down at a handkerchief with only four decorations and did not touch it. There was a blatant sneer on his face. ¡°That¡¯s too much of a gift.¡± Rovelia briefly hardened her face at the unexpected reaction, but quickly hid her expression and spoke softly. ¡°It¡¯s up to me, so please accept it. Every time I embroidered, I thought of Crawford. I hope you¡¯re not too upset because of me.¡± ¡°Hmm¡­ I was in your thoughts?¡± As Kaiton unfolded his handkerchief and examined the embroidery, Rovelli smiled with pride. She thought Kaiton was impressed. Many people tried to gain even a little more attention from her. She thought the man, the chief wizard of the court, would be no different. So, he could not be given expensive jewelry or talismans, instead she brought embroidery she embroidered herself. Of course, all I did was order these handkerchiefs. Who puts embroidery on their own? Rovelia was not free enough to throw away time for such stupid things. ¡°Yes, I thought I¡¯d give you a black handkerchief that resembles the color of your eyes, but I chose one that resembles my hair color just in case you misunderstood. Next time, I¡¯ll embroider on a black handkerchief that has nothing to do with magic.¡± ¡°Oh, there are people who think I¡¯m using black magic.¡± Kaiton said only a little, but it was a great enough deal to be driven from the Bulrion to the Black Wizard. It was possible to lose the reputation that he had built as a wizard, as well as his life, in an instant. ¡°Crawford using black magic¡­ I can¡¯t believe in that. Isn¡¯t dark magic the power of the corrupt and fallen?¡± In fact, Kaiton, who is the best at black magic among all magic, smiled a deep smile, pushing his crooked corners of his mouth further. ¡°Right.¡± ¡°What should I do next?¡± ¡°Are you going to think about me then, too?¡± Rovelia bowed shyly. ¡°Of course, I¡¯m going to think about Crawford while embroidering one by one. While I pray.¡± Rovelia secretly wanted to appeal that she was a saint. There was no prophecy or magic, but now she was cultivating her faith in prayer. She made an appeal to that point. Kaiton looked into Rovelia¡¯s eyes and smiled as if it were melting. Rovelia agreed that he was probably secretly using black magic. If this man who smells dangerous all over his body doesn¡¯t use black magic, who would use black magic? Rovelia was a little bit genuinely excited by the picturesque line made by his sensual lips. ¡°It¡¯s unpleasant.¡± So I couldn¡¯t understand at once what his low voice meant. His voice was so sweet that I thought it was tempting. I¡¯m looking forward to it. It¡¯s an honor. And Rovelia was expecting this, and she was only able to answer back after a while after hearing the unexpected.. ¡°¡­what?¡± ¡°It¡¯s very, very unpleasant to hear that you¡¯ve been thinking of me for such a long time while embroidering. Young lady Rovelia.¡± Rovelia could not hide her agitation and was embarrassed. It was insulting and shameful. Kaiton snorted as he looked at Rovelli¡¯s trembling lips. ¡°It would have been useful if you had brought me magic tools or jewelry.¡± Kaiton lifted his handkerchief with a cruel look. He stroked the high-quality handkerchief with a straight, long finger. ¡°Please control your excessive heart. It¡¯s a bother to deal with.¡± Rovelia was almost in tears at the scene she had never suffered in her life. ¡°Mr. Crawford, I¡­ I brought it with all my heart as an apology, but you gave me such an insult¡­! This is not reasonable.¡± Rovelia¡¯s eyes seemed to be bloodshot. She wanted to tear Kaiton, who frowned annoyingly, to death. The unbearable impulse made her fingertips numb. But Rovelia, who had already made some noise with him against Sharan¡¯s temper, could not easily get angry. ¡°I have never been insulted by the young lady, so you don¡¯t have to apologize. When you think of me and feel burdened, do more magic training.¡± ¡°Oh, my¡­¡± ¡°It¡¯s impossible for a saint to save a kingdom like this¡± ¡°Advice¡­thank you¡­ I¡¯ll take it. Mr. Crawford.¡± Rovelia answered calmly as she gritted her teeth. That¡¯s how desperately she wanted the position of the saint. The rudeness of Kaiton could be overlooked, thinking that if she meddled with Sharan¡¯s tantrum this time. It could cost her fortune. Unlike the humbling words, Rovelia, who took away the handkerchief with a fierce look, nervously left the lab. Muriel and August, who were whispering as if they were talking about secrets, came into the eyes of Rovelia, who was filled with spite. Her irritation soared. Why does August spend so much time with Muriel when she cannot be a saint? When she thought she would not have suffered such insults by Kaiton without Muriel, she suddenly started to despise the blue-haired girl. ¡°Is there anyone you like, Muriel?¡± ¡°No, not at all.¡± Rovelia¡¯s eyes opened wide to Muriel¡¯s answer. A very good plan came to mind. I thought I could deal with Muriel and Kaiton at once if I did it well. ¡°I¡¯ll give you a very burdensome heart. Mr. Crawford.¡± Rovelia, overcome with evil, disappeared with a cold smile. August chased Rovelia from the back, but she never looked back. Aw August¡¯s love for Rovelia and the ¡°You have to be happy¡± scene made me tear up a bit. got me thinking about how one of Muriel¡¯s reasons not to get involved with August was for his own sake. I really love their friendship. like previously mentioned btw, Updates this month will be slow.