“Before I collect the mercy I missed.”
Spat.
It was an unmistakably light step.
“Huah. He’s really tough.”
It had been two hours of continuous confrontation.
Julian, squeezing Bain’s side with his hand, laughed.
Between the pressuring fingers, something hot flowed continuously.
With bleeding continuing in the fragrance of sleep, it was now truly difficult to keep his eyes open.
But Julian persisted stubbornly.
There was still aftermath to deal with.
The duo of the footman and the merchant proved to be quite skilled than expected.
Since there was no lord to decide their fate, and they couldn’t kill, only suppress, it wasn’t the only damage suffered so far.
Bain wasn’t the only one.
Lapin, too, had various shallow and deep wounds from wielding his sword everywhere.
“Are you okay?”
Julian, looking at Lapin who was bleeding profusely, chuckled at the groan.
“I don’t know who’s worried about whom now. I’m fine as long as it’s just a wound on my side, but I wonder who will be okay with a loose right arm?”
“I’m fine. Fortunately, it’s still intact.”
Even at the teasing remark, Lapin responded seriously like a fool.
“Oh, the idiot! Is that what you call a conversation? Why take a sword for me who hasn’t even been sewn up yet?”
The man disguised as a merchant had already collapsed.
Most of the hard work was done by the footman.
He maliciously wielded his sword until the end.
A day would come when he would see with his own eyes the one who would claim his flesh and bones.
The footman who deliberately allowed Julian’s attacks swung the dagger he held in his hand.
It was thanks to Lapin pulling him like wrapping his neck that he survived the moment when his throat was almost cut.
But as a result, Lapin’s arm was in a mess.
From the wide-open wound, blood continued to flow incessantly.
The indifferent face had long turned pale blue.
Having to move without hemostasis made it difficult to bear.
Seeing that, anger welled up uncontrollably.
Even if the wound was large.
Moreover, it was the right arm.
Can he wield the sword again?
“I’m… fine.”
“Who says?”
“I still have my left hand.”
“Is that Benson? Where’s the arrogance? You haven’t even been stitched up yet!”
Due to the lack of skill, the second lieutenant’s sword was broken.
They decided to suppress rather than kill, and Julian’s persistent attacks resulted in more than just that.
Julian, shedding tears, muttered curses to himself as he watched the fiasco.
“If it doesn’t work, I’ll tear this guy’s arm off for you. So!”
“Every time I tell you, why do you guys forget to bring potions?”
The refreshing voice echoed in the room full of the stench, and Julian’s eyes widened at the voice.
“Lord?”
“Lapin is a mess.”
You too.
Entering with light footsteps, Julian looked at the messy bedroom of the duchess and stuck out his tongue.
“Is he dead?”
“No. I’ve waited for disposal and fixed it properly.”
“Then…”
Before finishing the sentence, Julian took out a potion from his arms, opened the bottle, and poured it directly onto Lapin’s wound.
The liquid, faintly shining, touched it, and the opened forearm, as if turning back time, began to stick by itself.
Tuk.
At the moment when Lapin’s limp fingertips dropped blood and a drop of pink mixed liquid, an admiration erupted.
“I, I’m healed.”
Julian patted the surprised Lapin on the shoulder.
“Hand those to the owner.”
“… Just like that?”
“Killing them would be too merciful.”
“But…”
“Sometimes, living can be more of a punishment than dying. Reflect on the regrets of tonight for a lifetime.”
Let them go.
Although it was incomprehensible, Lapin bowed his head and roughly handled the two men who were in a mess, carrying them out.
“You.”
“Yes, Your Grace.”
Jillian, dripping blood, handed a potion to the standing Julian.
However, unlike Lapin, the bottle was small and less radiant.
All the good items were left on the battlefield, and this was all that remained.
“How about having only this? It may not heal as well as Lapin’s.”
“Thank you. It would be better than Mr. Benson’s treatment. I appreciate it.”
Julian didn’t complain.
Although there was no harm to his life, moving was uncomfortable with a long cut on his side.
Julian, who received the potion promptly, poured it directly on his side.
With an indescribable freshness, the wound began to heal quickly.
However, as the Duke said, the wound didn’t heal cleanly.
Although it looked fine, the eerie pain still lingered when breathing.
As Julian, who was leaving the room while exhaling small breaths, added.
“Are you upset by any chance?”
“No, thank you for healing Lapin.”
Julian was sincere.
Bane’s wound, which was clearly visible, was despairing to anyone who saw it.
“By the way, how did those guys get in?”
“Pretending to be a group of merchants, they entered Valroc’s territory and asked for sanctuary, claiming they couldn’t use the warp when it snowed.”
“He must have made the Duchess give in.”
Julian, who was spitting out words effortlessly, suddenly asked as if he remembered.
“What about the other guy?”
“Yes?”
Thinking it was the end, Julian’s face turned pale at Jillian’s words.
Another guy?
“Don’t tell me, there was only one sticking to you.”
Jillian, who seemed to know exactly what he was thinking, answered with a snicker.
“Make sure no one else enters the castle.”
“Yes, Your Grace.”
“No exceptions for young men or old men.”
“Understood.”
After all, the opponent was crazy enough to decide to kidnap the Duchess of Valroc.
Now, not only young men but also boys or old men could be used.
“Um, but who is the opponent?”
The Crown Prince?
The Emperor?
Knowing the opponent, you could understand their preferences and…
“Those who are obsessed with Bianca.”
“Yes?”
“It’s not just one or two, so don’t let any male enter my castle.”
If it freezes, that’s it.
Jillian opened the curtain and found the sleeping Bianca.
It didn’t make sense to put a lovely person in this mess.
It was the moment when he was about to lift her up, embracing her like a feather.
“Jillian.”
Fingers reaching out towards the void extended and grabbed him.
The hand that gripped the shirt, as if catching his heart, made it difficult for him to breathe.
Male lead is a Love-Obsessed Merman
When he discovers she has gone, he risks everything to pursue her on land, enduring agonizing pain to transform his tail into human legs…
One-line summary: Male lead chases female lead. The male lead’s love is a bit sick, an invincible love brain.
Synopsis
During a voyage at sea, Jiang Yang accidentally captures a merman.
Servant: I heard that mermen are fierce and brutal.
Jiang Yang looks at the merman obediently rubbing her palm like a puppy: “You call this fierce and brutal?”
Servant: I heard that mermen have no human nature.
Jiang Yang looks at the merman with wet puppy eyes, obsessively calling her ‘A Yang’ like a childish infant: “You call this having no human nature?”
With great difficulty, she releases the merman back into the sea and returns to shore.
Who would have thought that in less than half a month, the merman, who should have been freely wandering in the South China Sea, would shed his scales, endure the pain of losing his tail, transform into human legs, and come ashore to find her?
He kneels at her feet, rubbing her palm, with merman tears rolling down: “A Yang, don’t abandon me.”
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