A sound of something breaking came from behind.
When he turned his head, Tion, who had been stuck to the ground far away, came into view.
Yennion blocked the front of the Emperor.
With a creak!
As Yennion’s hand, trying to untie the cloth covering his eyes, was released, the Emperor’s right hand twisted it. Yennion, whose wrist was twisted, opened his mouth and let out a soundless groan.
Kiyoouwok!
The demons that survived the flames of the Vermilion Phoenix rushed towards Tion.
“Tion…!”
Ecellion unleashed the aura of a curse.
Evil!
However, as if waiting for it, Rian’s aura severed it.
“One at a time. And it requires focused time.”
Rian smirked.
“It seems like I’ve won already. Surrender now. I’ll save that human’s life for you.”
“…Kik.”
Ecellion bit his lips.
Thud!
The door opened.
“Your Majesty!”
That face was more welcoming than anything in the world.
Unconsciously, Lascellia spread her arms and tried to rise towards Rescal.
“No, you can’t.”
“…What?”
Thud.
The carriage door closed again.
Rescal’s face disappeared in front of her.
“Your Majesty, please open the door.”
Behind the closed door, Rescal’s small voice was heard.
“Not yet. Wait a little.”
“Why do you need to do that?”
“Because it’s noisy outside. I need to tidy up.”
The word ‘tidy up’ carried many meanings.
First, Ecellion’s group needed to be dealt with, and all demons had to be annihilated. The demons were targeting Lascellia. She couldn’t recklessly expose herself.
“There are many demons. You might be in danger.”
“…If that’s the case.”
Inside the carriage, Lascellia nodded.
For now, she couldn’t invite danger just because he seemed welcoming.
Instead of saying she would go outside, Lascellia sat close to the door.
Through the window, Rescal’s back was visible.
It seemed like she could reach out and touch him.
“Can’t you open the window?”
At her words, Rescal shrugged, then turned his head.
“Open the window… why?”
“Just want to touch it for a moment.”
“Why, I mean… why?”
“Because I’ve seen it again?”
“…”
Without a response from Rescal, Lascellia misinterpreted his reaction as usual.
“If it’s not possible, I’ll stay like this.”
“Well…”
Thud!
Rescal turned and opened the window. Holding the window frame, he bowed his head, and his nose almost touched hers.
“If you say such things, it’s not allowed.”
“Why?”
As Lascellia reached out, Rescal grabbed her hand and pressed his lips to her palm.
“Well, that’s how it will be.”
“What do you mean by ‘this’?”
“Hug, touch. While hearing your breath, make sure you don’t leave my side. …Whatever happens, other than that.”
“Ah… I see.”
It must have been quite surprising. More than he was surprised.
Lascellia guessed what had happened after she disappeared.
“How long has it been since I disappeared? How did you come here? …Ah, and Pippi! Also, Lord Sigres. Both were cursed…”
“Both are fine.”
Rescal grinned slyly.
Rian severed the curse. …I was the one who wasn’t okay.”
“What happened to Your Majesty?”
“You disappeared.”
The moment flashed back, and Rescal exhaled hot breath.
That was the worst thing that could happen to Rescal. If the tracking spell hadn’t continued to work, he might not have been in human form right now.
“It was terrible.”
“……I see.”
Lascellia finally understood Rescal’s situation. While there might have been a bit of exaggeration in his words about it not being okay alone, the shock he experienced would have been different in weight, especially considering there were those cursed as well.
Lascellia’s hand, which was stroking Rescal’s hair, continued to be affectionate.
However, that alone wasn’t enough. She wanted to hold him tightly for a moment, as he might have been in a truly dreadful place for a while.
“Can’t I still go outside?”
Rescal let out an inexplicable groan lowly.
“…No.”
“Wouldn’t it be okay if Your Majesty sees that I’m continuously by your side? What happened to Ecellion and his party now?”
Rescal didn’t mention that he had slammed Tion to the ground and broke Yenion’s wrist.
“Rian is handling it well on his own.”
“Then there shouldn’t be any danger.”
“There are demons. Quite a few.”
The reason for bringing the demons was simple.
It was a waste of time to deal with the demons. Deucan opened the portal with magic, and the Imperial Guard pushed the demons into it.
The plan was to eliminate the demons while moving, but the plan changed.
It would be better to use the demons to tie them down. It was because it would be a waste of time to eliminate the demons. If they used a magic scroll to hide again, like when they escaped from the Empire, they might miss Lascellia.
Once the thoughts were organized, his hands moved automatically. Since they were going to use it, it was better to use it properly. When Rescal and Rian swung their swords together, the number of demons increased exponentially.
Of course, he didn’t forget that the demons were targeting Lascellia. He just didn’t pay attention.
There was no way he, a mere lower being, couldn’t protect Lascellia.
In fact, now was the time to get rid of the demons.
It was something even the less experienced Sae and Rian could do together. However, he didn’t want to take a step away from Lascellia at the moment. Even though he thought it was irrational, his body wouldn’t move.
“If demons are the problem, it seems fine for me to go outside.”
However, Lascellia said such words.
“Why?”
Lascellia, who raised her body a bit, placed her hand on Rescal’s ear.
“Do you hear it?”
“…What.”
“The sound of the demons has changed.”
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…
Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
The female CEO who doesn’t want to get married with a divorce agreement in hand × The male archaeological researcher who will only get married if he’s sure he can get divorced
