During the pouring rain that was getting heavier, and the darken night, Dylan rode his horse frantically down to the deserted streets of the capital – unlike the chaos in the place he had just left. All that could be heard now was the neighing of horses galloping in fear of the dark and pouring rain. But neither of them beat the loud sound of Dylan's racing heartbeat.It was as if Dylan could hear nothing but the deadly thumping inside his chest.‘Fuschia… Fuschia, not again, please. Please.” Dylan tightened his jaw while waving his whip frantically.“Kiiiiiiik!” The horse neighed as they surged into a gallop.'Come on! Faster! Faster!'His piercing eyes cut through the darkness of the capital in front of him. Determined to get rid of everything that stands in his way, and make the blue fireball that is continuously shot into the night sky his goal.He recalled the conversation directed as a joke between Fuschia and Merri about the signal they would fire if they were in trouble to see
“Wow, I wish to smack the back of their head with mahogany!”'Mbayul?! I'm sure it was Mbayul's voice just now!'“Fuschia, are you still not awake? What should I do now? What can I do other than just following you like this? This is sad. Fuschia! Hurry up and wake up!”Looks like Mbayul has been following me from the start. He must have been frustrated as he couldn't scream for help because no one could see him but me and Merri, and even Dylan can't.'I think Merri is drugged too. I hope she is okay.'I took a breath, then tried to gather the manna I could muster with my depleted energy. Then with a slight nudge from inside my chest, I opened my mouth.“Argh-ugh, let me go, now, scoundrel.”“Fuschia! Are you awake already?" Mbayul's voice rose with a sigh of relief.But unlike him, the two men who kidnapped me cursed. "Damn, she's awake! What should we do?" asked one of the men worriedly."Tsk. We don't need to do anything. Seeing that she hasn't done any magic on us, means that her b
Fuschia caught her breath. Then smiled at Merri who was, fortunately, fine. "Thank goodness you're okay, Merri. You too, Dylan. But where is Pasha?" As Fuschia's question was answered with the forlorn expressions of the many people surrounding her, a whoos of cold air hit her. Dylan wrapped his arms around Fuschia's body who was shivering instantly, while Merri fell to her knees followed by several maids in the room. Fuschia's blue eyes trembled. She looks at Dylan in dismayed, “Don't tell me. No way, that's not true, right? No… NO!” A shrill, heart-rending scream soared into the night. Defeating the sound of thunder that shatters the night sky. “Pasha… has been kidnapped, I've sent people to follow their trail. I'll be looking for him too soon, so, uhm, please Fuschia, come back to me." Dylan's pleading came to nothing as Fuschia didn't catch the rest of his words after he says that Pasha was kidnapped. "Fuschia?" "Milady?" "Lady?" “Call the doctor!” Her face turned complet
Fuschia's face and hands were wiped with a black cloth soaked in warm water. They helped Fuschia put on a thick garment over her cold body. Then they prepared a pair of women's equestrian outfits for Fuschia.Fuschia looked around at the servants and guards with keen eyes. This time she was determined to catch any spies who might still stay in this palace.From what she heard bit by bit, monsters suddenly appeared in the palace kitchen while she was deep in sleep. So everyone falls into panic. It must be a distraction to make the kidnapping easier.The guards and knights rushed to annihilate the monster and failed to notice any other moves. The monsters are thought to be the chef and his assistant in charge of the kitchen.'That poor chef. He knows nothing but then turned into a monster. It meant that there were insiders deliberately 'creating' monsters as Sarah did. How? By potion? Then he might still have the potion.'Fuschia needed to catch him to extort everything he knew about th
Maftah was berserk, ordering all servants involved in making the food to be arrested right away, his own attendant was no exception. Except, all those servants are already dead as monsters. Maftah is devastated.Not only did the incident harm his important guest, but it also harmed the people who had entrusted their lives to him.Maftah was seized with maddening fury. He felt like he was being stripped as all of this happened inside his fortress. This is a blatant mockery.Maftah glance towards the stairs. He remembered how Thebet had insisted that he was right, and now, it seemed like he had no problem using any means to prove his point.This tragic event occurred when his hands were full of monsters that suddenly invaded the neutral area.So he just put two and two together.BRAK! Maftah pointed the tip of his sword at the neck of Thebet who had just stood up from his seat."Why did you do that?" Maftah asked.He deliberately placed Thebet under house arrest so that he would not hav
“Maryah, what are you-”With a face filled with tears, Maryah shot a resentful glare at Maftah. Then she screams. “You killed brother Thebet! How could you! For the likes of her!”Maftah clenched his jaw. “Shut your mouth now, Maryah.” He warned her with a low whisper.“You should be ashamed for killing your own people for that b*tch! Because of her, brother Thebet is de… argh! It's all because of you, b*tch!”Fuschia pulled her chin arrogantly, and piercing eyes toward her. She didn't want to spend another second in that place and wanted to head straight for Drachentia. But the woman in front of her scratched the wall of her patience.“Is that why you conspired with Drachentia to kidnap me and my son?”“YEAH RIGHT, B*TCH! Because if you go, we will survive!”"Maryah!" Maftah scolds her hard but at the same time shields her from Fuschia's apparent rage.Maftah grimace in pain as Fuschia covered his arm with chunks of ice. “Ugh, lady, please turn a blind eye to this ignorant sister of
Hayden massaged his temple, then took a deep breath. “So far… I'm trying to solve it on my own. As the Crown Prince, I try not to make a lot of people panic. But,"The nobles listened to Hayden intently. Hayden looked sad and angry.“But I am very arrogant. Because it turns out that I need many people to help me.”Seeing Hayden looking so down, the nobles immediately sympathized with him who had just lost his father but was already carrying the burden of the kingdom alone. Not to mention the news that his mother also fell ill due to the death of the king.Of course, the part about the queen falling ill is just a rumor deliberately spread to get sympathy from many people.Hayden sat down, then motioned for the others to sit down as well.“Your Highness, what exactly has happened this time?” asked a noble carefully.“Before that, why is there an empty seat? Was anyone absent?" Ask Hayden to scrutinize the empty spot.He thought, which family would dare to be absent from the king's summo
-1 hour before the royal meeting-Laura's head peered through the large wooden door. She was inspecting the area around, which was fortunately deserted. The deserter the area around her, the more freely she can express herself.Laura closed the door carefully, then she turned around, and burst into tears. With a groan, she carried Pasha into her arms. She patted Pasha's softback with a careful touch.“BWA- WAAA- WAAA.” Pasha's cries were still booming. Especially now that it was closer to Laura's ear, so the sound was deafening.But that's no big deal.“Young master… sob, how did you get here? Oh lord, what did they do to you that you're so messy? They didn't hurt you did they?" Laura examined Pasha's body, and thankfully, there didn't seem to be any bruises or cuts.When her gaze landed on Pasha's messy hair, she frowned sadly. "That jerk! How could he pull out your hair like that?!”Laura stroked Pasha's head gently.The blood in her heart seemed to be squeezed out as she watched Ha