To My Beloved, I Present My Exquisite Nightmare (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 14
My ears feel like they’re about to burst, Laila thought. Or perhaps they already had. Covering both cheeks with her hands as if slapped, she shook her head sharply.
The first deep voice had been clear, but suddenly, with a loud buzzing sound, all noises faded away as if submerged underwater.
Laila.
She thought she heard Eustar’s voice, but her vision had turned completely white, and she could see nothing. Eustar grabbed her firmly just as she frantically tried to move her body any which way.
“Laila.”
He didn’t shout. At that moment, that single thought alone clearly surfaced in Laila’s mind.
Yet, as if the prior confusion—the ringing in her ears, the whitened vision—had all been a lie, it vanished instantly. Laila blinked, slightly bewildered. Strange people were staring at her blankly.
“Are you all right?”
Eustar’s voice came again. At first, it seemed to come from right behind her head, but he was standing beside her, gripping her right shoulder.
“I’m… fine. I think so.”
“Try walking. Do you feel dizzy?”
Laila took a step forward. But before she could take another, her knees buckled. The dizziness swaying her vision and the loss of balance felt strangely vivid.
It was as if part of herself remained outside, calmly observing the rest of her body collapse. Though it sounded absurd, that was precisely Laila’s impression.
“Oh dear, this won’t do. You’ve got severe motion sickness. Does anyone have an orange?”
“Oh, I’ve got one.”
“Thanks.”
An orange? Laila tried to clear her dizzy head. Orange… what was an orange again? Right—it was a fruit.
Orange-colored… you peeled and ate it. She recalled reading in a book that it was sweet and sour and delicious, though in Rigicus, one couldn’t even hope to see it…
“Open your lips, Laila.”
Eustar’s voice settled gently against her ear. As if entranced, Laila parted her red lips. A firm finger gently pried them open and placed something small and hard onto her tongue.
“Suck on it. It probably won’t taste great… but keep sucking until it dissolves.”
“What is this…?”
Laila was about to ask when suddenly she grimaced and clapped a hand over her mouth. The taste was awful! Merely rolling it slightly on her tongue filled her throat with a bitter stench.
When she gagged, not only Eustar but even the others nearby winced in sympathy.
“It’s terrible, isn’t it? I know. But you have to suck it all. Your nausea will fade quickly.”
Right after Eustar’s words, the same deep voice from earlier spoke again.
“But don’t bite it—it’s so hard it could break a wolf’s tooth.”
Laila couldn’t even reply; she simply coughed. That made her breathing rough, intensifying the awful taste. Now even her nose tingled, and she felt sure this bitter, astringent taste wouldn’t leave her tongue for a hundred years.
“What on earth… What is this? Is this the fruit called ‘orange’?”
“A fruit? Oh, absolutely not. Don’t compare it to a real orange.”
“That’s outright blasphemy against oranges.”
The deep voice chuckled heartily. His laughter rumbled low and resonant, like a heavy stone dropped deep into a cavern.
Eustar patted Laila’s back and said,
“It’s medicine made in Tentinella. People often get severe motion sickness the first time they use a portal—or sometimes react badly to it. This helps ease that… It’s only called ‘orange’ because it’s orange-colored.”
Then someone—sounding like a woman—spoke up.
“To begin with, naming that thing ‘orange’ is absurd. It tastes like sucking on a rotten shoe sole soaked in mud.”
“Thanks for that utterly unhelpful yet vivid analogy, Yuan.”
Laila’s face twisted further as she tried not to gag. She held her breath, then exhaled only through her mouth, attempting to erase both taste and smell—but to no avail…
By the time she finally finished sucking it all, her tongue had nearly lost all sensation. Yet, strangely, her dizziness had vanished completely, and she even felt somewhat calmer—and slightly more energetic.
“Are you all right now?”
“…I think so.”
Laila stuck out her tongue as she spoke. Eustar patted her back again, understanding.
“The numbness will fade soon. Both the taste and the smell will disappear entirely. Come on, stand up. Let me introduce you to our comrades.”
She looked around with a dazed expression—at the unfamiliar people and the strange interior. Not just the people, but everything inside was utterly new to her.
The walls seemed made of black stone, through which faint bluish light occasionally streaked like thin threads.
The streaks didn’t flow in just one direction but moved in many, making her wonder if there was some special meaning behind it.
Overall, the interior formed a gently curved semicircle, and in each section stood mysterious devices she couldn’t identify.
Eustar said,
“Laila, these are members of Tentinella’s First Branch, Romel’s team. And this man here is Director Byron, in charge of this facility.”
Laila had to tilt her head upward to see his face.
He had broad shoulders, a snug uniform, very short hair, and a somewhat unkempt beard that contrasted with his striking deep-blue eyes—like some nameless predator silently dwelling in the depths of an ancient forest.
The man extended his thick hand forward.
“Byron Logardes.”
“Laila… Laila Chrisrad.”
They awkwardly shook hands. Byron’s hand was so large it entirely covered Laila’s. She could feel layers of very old calluses embedded all over his palm.
Eustar spoke again.
“I’d like to introduce the other members one by one, but we’re short on time. We’ll do proper introductions later…”
At that moment, a woman among the group—who’d been watching with curious eyes—suddenly raised her hand.
“May I ask one question?”
Laila recognized her voice. This was the woman who’d so vividly described the taste while Laila struggled to suck down the bizarre “orange” anti-nausea medicine.
Eustar said,
“You’d ask anyway even if I said no, wouldn’t you? Go ahead, Yuan.”
“Are you really a witch?”
Instantly, all murmuring ceased. Laila clamped her lips shut, flustered by the stares fixed upon her. She didn’t want to show weakness, so she tensed her toes—but her knees trembled faintly.
Byron spoke sharply,
“Yuan! Didn’t I tell you not to be rude!”
“But Captain…”
Then Eustar said calmly,
“Yes, that’s right. She is the first and only true descendant of the original witch bloodline. You all have eyes—surely you can see that, can’t you?”
Laila was stunned, but Eustar remained completely unperturbed. Even more surprising was the others’ reaction to his words.
She’d expected immediate hostility, malicious glares—but instead, she received the exact opposite.
Yuan’s eyes sparkled as she sniffled, her nose scrunching playfully beneath her prominent freckles.
“Goodness! You’ve finally succeeded! After all that desperate searching… Congratulations, Lord Eustar!”
“Congratulations aren’t just words. Either bring me good wine or some money.”
At Eustar’s teasing remark, Yuan turned her palms upward and looked around.
“Everyone heard that, right? Now’s the time! Let’s all demand a raise together. If Lord Eustar had money for such a gift, I’d have already spent it all on drinks!”
“Byron, get your team to cut back on alcohol—or better yet, set an example yourself.”
Byron, who’d been silent until now, suddenly glared at Yuan as if struck out of nowhere. But Yuan remained completely unfazed, coolly composed.
Everything felt bewildering to Laila… She knew this was the famed Searrow special knight order, Tentinella, and that these were its knights.
But the rigid atmosphere she’d vaguely imagined simply didn’t exist. She didn’t know Eustar’s exact rank, but if he addressed Director Byron so informally, he must hold a higher position…
“Is the portal ready?”
“Verifying coordinates.”
A man standing before an unfamiliar device spoke up.
“The transfer will be ready in thirty seconds, Lord Eustar.”
“Good. Then we’ll hear the rest later. Anything specific to report, Byron?”
“Nothing at the moment. Recently, large Sinks have been occurring consecutively in the eastern part of the Diasgard Mountains, but Branch Three is handling it for now.”
“Understood. Request support if needed—and contact me directly if anything arises.”
Byron nodded.
“Noted.”
Eustar gently took Laila’s still-dazed hand and led her back to the round platform where they’d first arrived.
Glancing around, Laila asked,
“Wait—aren’t we moving again?”
Eustar smiled faintly at her.
“Don’t worry. You won’t get motion sickness this time. The distance is relatively short, and the medicine’s effect lasts about a day.”
“Where are we going this time?”
Before he could answer, a blue film-like veil settled over Laila’s eyes. It rippled… as if she were sinking underwater. Her vision also blurred and wavered as though submerged.
“Coordinates confirmed. Departure: Romel. Destination: Cercita, Venalis.”
Venalis was the capital of the Searrow Kingdom. And Cercita—Laila suddenly remembered that was the name of the chief deity among the gods worshipped by the Searrow people… Come to think of it, wasn’t Romel also a god’s name?
“Initiating transfer.”
A distant voice echoed again. Just as Laila tried to speak, Eustar’s hand gently wrapped around her shoulder like an embrace. Her vision swayed—and she felt as if her throat filled with water.
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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