Save Me (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 14
Boom!
With a sound like shattering stone, blue bodily fluid burst outward in all directions.
“Ugh!”
He hastily raised his cloak to shield himself, but ended up thoroughly drenched in it—right onto his hair.
A sour stench filled the air, followed immediately by a sizzling sound.
“Ugh. Seriously.”
Rapin grimaced as he shook off his hair, which was bubbling and melting.
The monster’s bodily fluid was acidic enough to be poisonous on its own.
Knowing this well, Gillian usually struck with careful precision, so monsters rarely exploded.
But today, for some reason, every time he swung his sword, the monsters burst apart.
It happened far too often to be coincidence, and the monster’s fluid was far too dangerous to dismiss as a mere mistake.
While shaking his head, another wave of monster fluid rained down on him like rain.
“Aaah!”
Rapin recoiled backward with a disgusted expression.
Plop plop.
A pool of blue liquid gathered where he’d just been standing.
“At this rate, all my hair’s going to melt away.”
This was already the fourth time in just a short while.
Enough was enough!
“Duk—!”
Rapin, scowling fiercely as he tried to call out to the Duke, suddenly froze the moment his eyes fell upon the man’s hands.
“Huh?”
Gillian wasn’t wiping his sword—he was wiping the scabbard.
Just a moment ago, Rapin had seen another monster charge at Gillian’s back right after he’d felled one, as if timed for a delayed attack.
Since Gillian had dealt with it instantly, Rapin naturally assumed he’d used his sword—but…
Blinking in confusion, Rapin finally realized that Gillian had been using both hands all day.
This wasn’t some frequent mistake.
How could a monster not burst open when struck with a scabbard?
“He’s gone mad.”
At the absurd sight, Rapin burst into giggles.
The Duke fighting monsters was, quite literally, a monster himself.
An unimaginable, superhuman strength.
Watching Gillian overwhelm the monsters again and again sent chills down Rapin’s spine—it was that intense.
He wasn’t even human.
“He’s not human. Not human at all.”
“Huh?!”
“What kind of foolishness is this now?”
Thinking his mouth had run off without his mind, Rapin quickly clapped a hand over it—only then realizing from the familiar scolding that Crete had come up beside him.
“Oh, Crete.”
“Why the weird, bashful look? It’s creepy.”
Crete flicked thick monster fluid off his blade and gave Rapin a pitying stare.
“It’s not bashfulness…”
“Then what’s with that horrifying expression?”
“Well… Eek!”
Mid-sentence, Rapin deftly snatched up his cloak and dodged another spray of fluid.
Rapin’s cloak had long since lost its original color, dyed thoroughly blue.
Though the sticky fluid made the whole cloak repulsive, it was impossible to remove—only a cloak made of monster hide could withstand the corrosive liquid.
“Look at you—soaked blue and hopping around like a frog.”
Unlike Rapin, Crete had simply sidestepped the fluid with one step, then swept back his swaying hair with a sidelong glance.
Gillian slaughtering hordes of monsters and Crete scolding Rapin—both were everyday occurrences.
Now they even knew the monsters exploded because Gillian hit them with his scabbard.
Yet Rapin couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off.
Just as he tilted his head in puzzlement, another torrent of blue rain poured down, abruptly cutting off his thoughts.
Plop plop.
This time, it seemed he’d have to wear his cloak over his head the whole time.
‘Maybe it’s best to just finish this quickly.’
Just as Rapin adjusted his grip on his sword—
“My Lord Duke!”
A booming shout echoed across the battlefield.
Since it was an unfamiliar voice, it must be one of the fortress knights.
“The Duchess has awakened.”
Gillian’s sword, which hadn’t paused even once since entering the battlefield, came to a sudden halt.
Slowly, he turned his head.
“When?”
At that very moment—just as the knight opened his mouth wide to answer—
A massive creature with gleaming yellow eyes lunged toward the Duke.
Its grotesquely gaping maw, bristling with sharp teeth, imprinted itself vividly and terrifyingly in their vision.
Rapin and Crete leapt into action, but they were too far away.
“My Lord Duke!”
A heart-wrenching scream rang out, followed by a chilling sound.
Swish.
Then, silence fell over the entire area.
“I asked you when.”
Gillian’s voice was unnervingly calm. A heavy thud followed a beat later.
There was no blue blood spray.
Kicking aside the fallen monster with a light motion, Gillian walked forward—his sword glowing white with aura.
“Oh…”
Rapin finally understood the inexplicable unease he’d felt.
Until the fortress knight arrived, Gillian hadn’t used his aura even once.
It wasn’t about the scabbard.
Watching Gillian smile faintly, Rapin realized once again, with certainty:
Throughout the entire cleanup, Gillian hadn’t uttered a single word or shown any expression at all.
This wasn’t something simple that could be explained as mere anger.
This was…
For some reason, goosebumps prickled all over Rapin’s body, and he couldn’t even breathe.
“I came running as soon as I heard the news she’d awakened.”
“Oh, my thanks. You’ve done well.”
Gillian praised the fortress knight warmly, his smile genuine.
Rapin—who had never once flinched even when facing a house-sized monster—now dripped cold sweat as he thought:
It’s the Duchess.
It was the Duchess who had stripped Gillian Valroc of his expression—and the Duchess who had brought his smile back.
That monster… cares for the Duchess…
Drip.
Another large bead of sweat darkened the ground at his feet.
Huff.
Between ragged breaths, the fortress knight’s clear voice rang out.
“The Head Maid requests your swift return, My Lord.”
“Of course.”
Gillian’s voice was sweeter than honey.
“The monsters have been crossing over frequently, I take it?”
“It’s not normally this bad, My Lord. But this winter has been… unusual.”
“Would it frighten you if I said it like that?”
After blurting it all out, she whispered the last part as if trying to take it back—was that endearing, or just clumsy?
Bianca let out a small laugh at Julie’s question.
“No.”
“Really?”
“Yes.”
Nodding in response to Julie’s careful glance was a mistake.
Instantly, the dizziness she’d barely suppressed surged back—her vision went black, and her senses drifted far away.
Fortunately, Julie caught her quickly, so she didn’t tumble off the bed—but both Bianca and Julie were thoroughly flustered.
“You feel fine because of the medicine, but you absolutely mustn’t overexert yourself.”
Bianca whispered a quiet “Thank you” to Julie, who held her steady.
“You opened your eyes after a full three days! Just a little more rest.”
Worried, Julie poured out a stream of nagging concern without pause.
Yet the small hand supporting Bianca remained perfectly steady, without the slightest tremor.
She was unusually strong.
Curiosity about that incredible grip welled up suddenly, but Bianca wisely refrained from blurting out something foolish.
‘Because if you pick up a sword at twenty, you won’t survive.’
It must be something necessary for surviving in the harsh North—Bianca dismissed it with that thought.
Once the dizziness subsided, she resumed the conversation.
“If this winter is unusually bad, that means it’s not normally like this?”
“Exactly, My Lady. Normally, the Duke only acts three times.”
“Three times.”
Three calloused fingers—unbelievably rough for a maid—shot up abruptly.
Again, Bianca pretended not to notice and turned her gaze away, asking, “Why three times?”
“Well… this is a long story. Where should I begin?”
Julie was remarkably eager to explain the North.
Thanks to her, Bianca heard many tales:
How countless monsters crossed over the ice wall each winter, gathering in packs and surging toward the fortress.
And how these massive groups—numbering in the hundreds—were called a “Wave.”
Though entirely unfamiliar, Bianca was utterly absorbed, listening intently to Julie’s words.
“So, about the Seven Fortresses—”
Knock knock.
Just as Julie was about to explain the seven fortresses—
A soft knock sounded, followed by a maid’s voice: “May I bring in dinner?”
“Shall we stop here for today?”
At the maid’s evening announcement, Julie smiled sweetly.
“Oh my.”
When they’d started talking, it had clearly been high noon.
Yet somehow, darkness had already fallen all around.
She hadn’t realized how swiftly time had passed.
Perhaps it was because Julie told stories so vividly—or because every unending tale was astonishing in its own right.
Bianca wanted to hear more, but she silently agreed when Julie suggested continuing tomorrow.
Though she had no memory of it, she’d been told she’d been ill for three days.
That must be why, upon waking, her whole body had trembled uncontrollably like a newborn fawn.
She’d already drunk thin soup—nearly water—four times, yet her body still trembled faintly.
Sadly, her condition wouldn’t allow more.
“I’ll continue tomorrow, so you’ll have to tell me where we left off.”
I forget things easily, you know.
As if sensing Bianca’s disappointment, Julie whispered while accepting the bowl of thin soup from the maid.
“How should I remind you so you’ll remember?”
“We got up to ‘Wave.’ Please tell me about the Seven Fortresses next.”
“The Seven Fortresses.”
Then Bianca finally recalled passing through seven gates with the Duke.
“Oh…”
Now that she thought about it, one of Duke Valroc’s epithets was “Master of the Seven Fortresses.”
She’d heard it carelessly before, but now that Julie offered to explain, she couldn’t help but wonder what hidden story lay behind it.
“Go on, drink it all. They made chicken broth for dinner.”
Only then, as the savory aroma brushed her nose, did Bianca feel an intense hunger.
She’d been so engrossed in the endless stories that she’d completely forgotten her hunger.
Gurgle.
Even her stomach chose that moment to embarrass her with a loud rumble.
Deeply flustered by the unexpected sound, Bianca lowered her head sharply—
“I’ll feed you.”
A soft, melodious voice, as if moistening the eardrums, echoed gently.
“Gillian?”
“I’m back.”
She hadn’t even heard him enter, yet somehow he’d already approached her bedside and taken Bianca’s soup bowl.
Julie slipped silently out of the room, leaving them alone—and Gillian, without hesitation, naturally scooped a spoonful and held it out.
“Open wide.”
“I’ll eat it myself, I’ll eat it myself.”
She reflexively covered her mouth, but Gillian ignored her completely and whispered once more.
“Please, open wide.”
“Give it here.”
She insisted stubbornly, but it was no use.
With a smile, Gillian effortlessly blocked Bianca’s request.
“Please give it to me.”
“Please allow me.”
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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