……A being that anyone can kill.

Cedric’s eyes darkened as he heard the unbelievable story.

“What does that have to do with the symptoms of my body?”

“The ability to kill a person means you can kill part of the body’s functions as well.”

Evans slowly raised his hand and touched his chest.

“If you press down on your chest like this, the heart stops. And then…….”

He removed his hand from his chest and touched his head, then slowly bent his fingers with force.

“If you press down on your head like this, you can burst a blood vessel.”

The chilling story was told in a voice that was all too calm.

“There are no exceptions. In other words, it means you can kill all functions of the body.”

“Then the symptoms in my body that day must have occurred for that reason.”

“You must have made a mistake.”

“……A mistake?”

He was quite annoyed at the word ‘mistake’.

He had given up being a man. A mistake, you say…….

But he tried to remain calm and slowly opened his mouth.

“Why do you think it’s a mistake?”

“Perhaps because the child has never used that ability properly.”

“Why is that?”

Evans blinked leisurely.

“Lethality is a forbidden ability even within the Myers family.”

“…….”

“As soon as the ability is discovered, the parent must kill the child.”

The more he heard, the more horrifying the story became, sending chills down his spine.

“But how many parents can actually kill their own child who was born with that ability?”

“…….”

“You must have been educated from a young age and grown up with warnings never to reveal your ability anywhere.”

Cedric heaved a deep sigh in a row.

“But it’s surprising that such a child was alive.”

Evans opened his eyes wide and smiled slightly.

“So, is there a way to reverse the abnormalities in my body?”

“If the child is alive, maybe it’s possible?”

“Maybe?”

“Lethality has such a strong power that I don’t know if it can be fixed all at once, but it seems possible.”

There was hope.

Cedric’s rigid expression slowly relaxed.

“But given that there’s no talk of someone using that ability anywhere…….”

It meant that there was no chance of meeting them again.

“If I find that person, it’s possible. If I find the child I met.”

“It was five years ago, you said?”

“Yes.”

Hmm. Evans, who had made a small noise, slightly furrowed his brow.

“I don’t know if you can find them.”

“What do you mean?”

After a moment’s silence, as if thinking, Evans opened his mouth again.

“Because the chances of that child being alive are slim.”

“…….”

“Because, that child is…….”

Creak.

The conversation stopped at the sound of the wooden door opening.

A man who entered the store and made eye contact with Cedric paused for a moment.

“Feel free to look around and tell me if you find something you like.”

As Evans shouted, the man came into the store and began to look at the crafts.

“I’ll be going for today.”

Cedric stood up and said.

“Yes. If there’s anything else you like, feel free to come back anytime.”

“I will.”

Cedric, who hadn’t finished the conversation, left the store.

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“Cough! Cough! Lamein!!”

Sion’s face turned pale as he choked.

“Why? Are you scared? You were so happy to throw a knife at me, but now that your life is about to be cut off, you’re afraid?”

Sion’s body trembled under Lamein’s murderous gaze.

Even though it was held by a weak woman’s hand, his body didn’t move at all.

His breath was choked, and it felt like his blood was rushing to his head, ready to burst at any moment.

Lamein, whose face showed not a trace of emotion, slowly lifted her lips.

At that moment, Sion’s eyes flashed with terror.

Lamein pushed Sion’s body away and removed her hand from his neck.

Thump!

“Ugh!!”

The man’s body slid down after hitting the wall.

“La……Lamein. What the…… Cough!”

Sion looked on in terror, clutching his neck with both hands.

Lamein, who had been staring sharply with downcast eyes, slowly moved her lips.
“You realized one more reason why you shouldn’t touch me?”

Taking a step closer, his body squirmed as if trying to flee without retreating any further.

Lamein slowly bent her knees and sat down.

And she looked directly into Sion’s eyes.

“I’ve been quiet all this time. But I realized there’s no need to be quiet.”

“You! You……. I’ll report this to the palace right away!”

Sion began to threaten.

“Go ahead and tell. Just know that you will die with me when you do.”

“……What?”

“A war hero who used a person from a family he killed to achieve victory. And his son.”

A languid smile spread across Lamein’s mouth, and chills ran down Sion’s body.

“Right now, I am living well, suppressing the nobles’ opposition, thanks to marrying Cedric.”

“…….”

“But if they find out. Who do you think the king will kill first?”

There was nothing wrong with Lamein’s words.

“You… Unfortunate wench.”

Sion cursed, seemingly unwilling to admit it.

“Before going to the king, your father will probably kill you first.”

Lamein drew her sword as if to cut Sion’s throat, stretching it out long before his neck.

“Keep your mouth shut.”