“Why do you speak so reluctantly? I’d like to hear about the places you visited during your journey.”

“Yes, Your Imperial Highness. I’ve already relayed the gifts through the chamberlain, so I hope you like them.”

“Very well.”

As the atmosphere turned stifling, Sabiel, who had been sitting quietly beside the hastily prepared tea, grabbed Lev’s sleeve.

“I have something to ask.”

“Now? Your Imperial Highness.”

Lev, as if following Seraphina’s words, raised his eyebrows, gazing at Sabiel, who, like a person with some prickly matter on his mind, appeared surprised.

“Yes. Now is a good time.”

“Indeed.”

After Sabiel and Lev stepped aside, returning to the imperial palace, Seraphina, who had returned to the palace, couldn’t contain her anger.

“Argh!”

It was unclear what the anger was directed towards.

Whether it was the ‘god’ who had orchestrated this event, or the ‘representative of the god’ chosen as a tool because of herself.
It felt like being a cornered mouse in front of Lev’s red eyes.

“I am the Empress.”

Despite being the most noble woman in the empire.

On the other hand, there was a realization that the source of this anger stemmed from another place.

“Illeon has opened his eyes again.”

That his eyes would be blinded, that losing those eyes, the seat of Sabiel would no longer be insecure.

In desperation, barely overcoming the fear, Lev extracted blood from Lev.

The rumor that Illeon had lost his sight again quickly spread and disappeared, and when she received a report that he had opened his eyes and was walking around perfectly, Seraphina found it difficult to endure Chimi’s anger.

But to hear such words from Lev in person.

“Come out! Come out!”

The shameless face of the representative of the god was unbearable without giving him a good beating.

Seraphina glanced at the place where Lev’s blood was hidden.

The glass bottle with red blood was still there.

“If the god cannot resolve this…”

As if she had decided something, Seraphina took out a hidden glass bottle.

Lev, who had left the Alhyeon Chamber of the Sun Palace, turned to look at Sabiel.

“What did you want to ask?”

“That…”

Sabiel couldn’t readily open his mouth.

A few days ago, he had visited the Clevent Grand Manor unexpectedly.

However, unexpectedly, he had encountered Karina there.

Even though the subordinates said that they had dealt with her discreetly, she was alive and well.

It was impossible. And the only person who could explain about her, the subordinate, was on sick leave after receiving Sabiel’s sword that day.

“”

“Elysia said, choking back tears.”

“Sabiel, it’s your child.”

As consciousness blurred, implications buried beneath consciousness floated up and sank.

Although Sabiel himself didn’t know it was because of these implications, just thinking about a woman with a child made him feel dizzy and insane.

No, indeed, Sabiel was crazy.

Whether there was an uncontrollable obsession or not, all his nerves were focused obsessively on the life of the woman, who, even if she had uncontrollable madness, was unimportant.

He couldn’t understand it himself, but somehow, in any case, if he didn’t harm Karina, Sabiel couldn’t survive.

“Sabiel. Your complexion doesn’t look good.”

“Yes. Yes, Aunt. It’s nothing. Nothing.”

Sabiel mumbled and then retreated a few steps as if fleeing the spot.

“Whew. Whew.”

It felt like something was jumping in his head. He should have asked Lev why Karina was staying at the Grand Manor. And where she is now.

And then, that woman’s neck… her neck…

“Aaargh!”

Sabiel, in agony, grabbed his head and, not on the bed but on the floor, rolled away as if escaping from something. There was a pain that seemed to tear apart his chest and his head.

“Are you okay?”

At that moment, without any sound, Sonatek approached.

“So, Sonatek.”
Sabiel lifted himself as if finding a way to live and hung onto the edge of the black hood.

“Put an end to this pain… Quickly, give me medicine.”

“Easily. It’s okay, Your Highness.”

“No. I won’t get better. Karina. She escaped with my child. That woman is going to ruin me.”

“Could that happen? Your Highness, calm down.”

As Sonatek embraced Sabiel, a black bird soared from the tip of Sonatek’s fingers.

“You will soon feel better.”

As the bird that circled around Sabiel perched on his head, he let out a steady breath and soon fell into sleep.

Looking down at him, Sonatek smiled significantly.

“Wandering through the nightmare, aren’t you?”

If you follow the traces of the black bird, you will inevitably cut Karina’s pitiful breath in the world of delusion two, three, or endless times.

Soon, the laughter disappeared from his face.

“It would be difficult to get Oder’s blood anymore. What should I do about Illion, whose illusion is broken?”

To return Karina to her place, Illion had to forget Elysia first. Only then could he harbor emotions for Karina.

“Can I modify it to that extent?”

Since there was very little ink left in the pen, Sonatek estimated the quantity. Anyway, there were still several ways for him to modify it, so there was no need to think hastily.

The place where he hid his body as if melting into the shadows in the corner popped out again, and it was a cozy room with a bright window and thin, clean curtains. The room, which seemed to have been occupied by someone until a moment ago, was now empty.

Sonatek exhaled through his nose and neatly organized his mask and black hood in the corner.

Clatter.

Karina came in through the door.

“Oh, when did you come? Teacher.”

“Just now. How’s your body?”

Karina shrugged her shoulders.

“It’s much better.”

“Good to hear.”

“Thanks to the teacher’s good treatment.”

“Call me casually if you want.”

Karina looked embarrassed at the kind words of the gentle young man.

“I will. Sonatek.”

Looking at Karina, Sonatek smiled.

There were many ways to manipulate the plot without using a pen.

After sleeping deeply, when he opened his eyes, he saw a scene that seemed familiar.

Flesh color.

And a lyre drawing Illion’s beautiful curve.

…Hoot.

Elysia unknowingly held her breath. The man who was sleeping while embracing her tightly revealed his sturdy upper body.

‘He was wearing pajamas yesterday when he lay down, right?’

And when it was time to sleep well again, Illion took her to his bedroom. Very naturally.

“Your Highness, you are being seen by the Princess. What’s going on?”

Illion casually answered Elysia, who was in a daze.

“Mother went to the mansion just now. She plans to inform the Emperor tomorrow.”

“No matter what.”
“What’s the problem? Did someone tell you when you would be in danger and asked you to rest somewhere else?”

So, in the end, they agreed to just hold hands.

Illeon’s hand was around her waist.

‘I have to get up quickly.’

Before he opened his eyes. Oh no! How embarrassing would it be if Illeon woke up in this situation? Absolutely not. Please…

“Elysia.”

The man who was holding her, as if waking up from a nap, or as if trying to wake up, exhaled and sighed at the tip of his lips.

“Breathe.”