Don't Be Kind Rashly (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 129

The uninvited guest appeared, and as several people collapsed and were carried away, the banquet descended into chaos—until the Sages restored order.

Having emerged at an official event for the first time in hundreds of years, the Sages were rarely seen and carried an aura of profound mystery. Merely gliding across the banquet floor in dance was enough to calm the frightened hearts of those who had been gripped by terror.

“Shall we dance too?”

Hayden playfully extended his hand to Lu.

“I thought my first dance would be with Lord Melfius.”

According to the order of entrance, the Emperor was expected to dance with Ophelia, and Lu with Melfius.

“Yeah. Exactly.”

He nodded.

“That’s why I’m stealing your hand right now.”

He stepped slightly closer, looked down at her, and took Lu’s hand with the one he’d offered. She gave a small smile and granted him permission.

It was the Emperor’s duty to remain composed before his anxious subjects and fulfill his obligations to quell their unease.

But Hayden didn’t care about the nobles’ anxiety. He kept checking again and again on Lu’s condition—whether she was alright, whether the curse showed any signs of disturbance.

‘It feels like I’m bound from head to toe.’

Gagged, shackled, even dressed in a full restraint suit—tightly bound. He felt the same helplessness that had once consumed him during his days as a child soldier, when he’d been forced to seal his lips and live without even being allowed to say who he was.

Driven nearly mad by the fact that he could do nothing, he’d fought fiercely and stopped at nothing to grow stronger. He had returned to Lu’s side—the very place he’d longed to go back to if he survived—only to find himself powerless once again. Was this place always like this?

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