The Savior Who Bites My Neck (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 1

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……Look at me, Elaina.

The voice of the man, beautiful as a sculpture, was pure pleading.

But Elaina merely gazed down at him with a cold, expressionless face.

As if she were in an entirely different world from him.

“You’re saying you’ll leave Edenvell… leave me? Is that truly your intention?”

Sinclair Butler.

The disgrace of the peaceful, sacred Empire of Edenvell. The incomprehensible, unruly prince.

Arrogant to the point of never bowing to anyone, and cruel enough to crush anyone who crossed him.

And yet, even that wasn’t enough—he had murdered the emperor’s favorite concubine in broad daylight, and despite being cast into any battlefield, he never died, always returning alive like a demon.

“Say it isn’t true.”

“……”

“Please, I beg you.”

This man, who feared nothing at all, was begging Elaina like a dog.

Please, don’t abandon me and leave.

Even kneeling before her on one knee, gazing up at her as if she were a goddess.

He had once truly dreamed that she might love him. He had wished, at least, to feel half the emotion she inspired in him, and to beg her now, as she stood before him, to stay by his side.

Looking back now, how foolish that had been.

Now, such things meant nothing at all.

Whatever plea he uttered, whatever desperation he showed, meant nothing to Elaina.

“Our contract is over, Sinclair.”

So Elaina answered, her voice as cold as winter frost.

“Didn’t you yourself promise first? That after one year had passed, you intended to divorce me?”

Elaina’s words were not false. All this time, Sinclair had never tired of repeating it.

That this hollow marriage would last no longer than a year. That their relationship held no value whatsoever.

That since it was formed purely out of mutual necessity, he must never act presumptuously or entertain any expectations.

“You said you wouldn’t care where I went afterward, didn’t you?”

Sinclair’s gaze, fixed on Elaina, grew vacant.

His golden eyes, staring at her, had lost their former light, now hollow as if empty.

Just as Elaina’s once bright blue eyes—so vivid and luminous—had lost all their radiance after her right leg was permanently shattered.

“If you can’t let me go?”

Sinclair asked in a voice barely above a whisper.

“Then you’ll try to run away?”

A large hand, veins blue as ink, seized Elaina’s broken right ankle with sudden force.

“……With a leg like this?”

Elaina let out a quiet, hollow laugh.

Yes, of course.

With a leg like this, I couldn’t easily escape you.

If Sinclair Butler was known as Edenvell’s disgrace, the unruly prince, then Elaina Asweld was called this by the people:

Elaina Asweld, the crippled parasite of the Asweld family.

Ever since her right leg was shattered at age seven, this had been her constant epithet.

Having lost even the dream of fleeing the Asweld family, who had abused her as a bastard, she lived day by day as a parasite, uncertain when she might be sold off as a dowry.

It was the unruly Sinclair Butler who rescued her from the Asweld family under the pretense of marriage.

“You told me that once, Elaina. That such a contract was no longer necessary.”

“……”

“So you promised you’d stay by my side forever. That no matter what happened, you’d never leave.”

Sinclair was right. Elaina had spoken that foolish tale to him, so cold and unfeeling, many times.

She had looked at him with eyes brimming with love, called his name with a voice heavy with affection, touched his warm embrace with trembling hands full of longing.

But all of that was in the past.

“Are you planning to break both my legs this time, Sinclair?”

Elaina’s voice dripped with cruel mockery.

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“Was breaking my once-perfect right leg not enough?”

For an instant, a darkness as deep as a midnight sky settled over Sinclair’s face. He exhaled, ragged as if his heart had been torn out.

His wounded expression disgusted her, yet his stubborn refusal to release her ankle was laughable.

Elaina stared silently at Sinclair for a moment. Then, her voice trembling slightly but utterly resolute, she continued:

“You’ve always thrown my life into the gutter.”

Reaching out as if to save me from all despair.

“Every single time.”

Thirteen years ago, and now again.

“And yet, you dare return to me so brazenly, after failing to recognize me, and now you’re trying to stop me from leaving?”

He had no right. No, he never had.

You must let me go.

Unless you wish to destroy me further.

Elaina’s lips trembled.

But Sinclair’s gaze remained fixed on Elaina.

“……Yes.”

Sinclair spat the word.

“I threw you into the gutter. Into an even deeper hell.”

I shattered your leg, crushed your long-held dream of escaping the Asweld family, and then abandoned you and vanished.

Now, as you said, you’ve appeared before me again with brazen audacity, shaking my life once more as if I were some cheap toy.

Yet, not a single moment of it was ever false.

Even if I myself failed to recognize my own heart for countless days.

“Shall I cut off your leg?”

At Sinclair’s calm utterance, Elaina glared at him.

“Will you break it just the same, Elaina?”

She knew—he would draw his blade at once if she agreed. He would cut his own leg without hesitation.

And then he would bind her life, her emotions, her body once more with ropes. “Now I’m broken too, just as you wanted. You’ll never leave me again,” he would say, uttering a hellish vow.

So Elaina gave him no answer he desired.

“What meaning would that have for me?”

“……”

“Would that change the fact that I’m already in hell?”

At her cruel reply, Sinclair bit his lips with all his strength. A fleeting glance revealed his face growing pale and stiff with suppressed pain.

She wanted him to suffer, to be wounded beyond repair, to ache as she had for thirteen years.

But his sharp reply twisted her features like a sharp arrow.

“Then do this.”

“……What?”

“Say you hate me. Say you’ll never forgive me again. As naturally as breathing, every morning you wake up. Push me into hell, just as you’ve done to me.”

Sinclair’s golden eyes, filled entirely with Elaina, still gleamed with an unyielding refusal to surrender.

“Only—stay by my side. Until death. Forever.”

If I pushed you into hell, then I too would be cast into hell by your hand.

Even if the fire of guilt consumes my entire body, even if it burns my heart to ash with no trace remaining—

Even if we become each other’s chains, choking the breath from one another endlessly……

Sinclair needed Elaina.

“Love me, Elaina.”

For the first time, she hesitated slightly—unlike her usual demeanor.

“Don’t leave me.”

……Lies.

She knew better than to believe Sinclair’s words. Yet the momentary weakness within herself disgusted her.

Perhaps the most absurd thing was not Sinclair, who now spoke with sincerity, but Elaina herself—who still could not fully expel him from her heart.

After everything she’d endured, how foolish.

But today would be the last day. Elaina clenched her small, pale hand tightly beneath her flowing sleeve, as if bracing her own heart.

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“I have never loved you, not once.”

For a moment, strangely, she felt Sinclair’s hand gripping her ankle tremble faintly.

“I only ever used you. That was always all it was.”

So Elaina spoke even more forcefully.

“And of course, I don’t love you now, either.”

She would never again fall for Sinclair’s cunning, never again gasp helplessly in the mire of despair.

Nor would she, unable to erase you—the stain that marked every corner of my life—strangle herself in such pitiful, foolish grief……

“Nor ever again, forever.”

A darkness as deep as midnight swallowed Sinclair’s golden eyes. It seemed as if his heart, shattered like hers once had been, fell into the filthy earth.

Facing Sinclair’s face, now as still as death, Elaina vowed once more.

Always, always, coming to me disguised as salvation……

Only to strangle me again.

Once, he was my only friend, my benefactor, my beloved man.

Now, I will abandon you—this time, more wretchedly than ever—

Just as you always did to me.

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