“Your Highness, then you going crazy like this until now…no, did you finish your work quickly?”
“I tried my best to finish today quickly and wait for you. Did I do well?”
“Yes….then…”
“I’m glad you complimented me.”
It’s unfair for such a pretty face to excel in both the sword and the pen.
Even Lilian was stunned for a moment.
But it’s also a little frustrating.
“It’s good that Your Highness is so outstanding.”
“Yes?”
Damian, who was about to kiss Lily in earnest under the pretext of having done a good job, had an ominous feeling.
Sure enough, Lilian put on her glasses again.
“Let’s see, then it’d be much more efficient if Your Highness would take care of the toll tax here. This part was requested from Hemenlinna, but it’s not easy for me to touch it…”
“Now, wait a minute. Wife? Lilian?”
There was no time for Damian to stop her. In an instant, Lilian handed over several tasks to Damian.
When he came to her senses, Lilian was calling someone by pulling on a string.
After a while.
“Did you call?”
The two attendants entered the room and stood.
“Take these to His Highness’ study. I believe this much will be resolved in no time.”
Damian, who had come all the way to this place after working hard and stir-frying Ivan, felt unfair. Not yet!
Lilian laughed bashfully at Damian, who was trying to protest.
“If you do everything, I will praise you again.”
He wanted to prolong it saying that he couldn’t do it with only praise.
‘I’ll praise you.’
The words dinged like bells and rang in his head. His rational thoughts drifted away.
‘My wife praising me.’
If his wife is happy, isn’t that enough? Slightly agitated, Damian nodded his head.
“Then please.”
It was an unfair contract.
Looking at Lilian’s smiling face, he somehow didn’t care.
…wait a moment.
“Can I not work here?”
“Pardon? Here?”
Lilian put on a slightly perplexed expression. Damian put a hand on his chest.
“I swear I won’t disturb you until I’ve done my job.”
“Hmm… Your Highness might finish it before me.”
Damian’s Lilian was sharp in this respect and never let him go.
However, Damian was a top actor.
“Then I can help you again.”
“Hm…”
When he said he’d help her with work again, Lily finally said, “if so…then all right” and nodded her head.
Damian grinned.
“Great. Then, let’s deal with the arriving guests first and then get to work.”
“…yes?”
Are there guests?
It was faster for Damian to swiftly turn around and draw the sword from his waist than for Lilian to ask.
A silver trail cut through the air. A blood fountain flew splendidly.
“Ugh…!”
“Your Highness!”
Lilian was taken aback by Damian’s sudden action of cutting down the servant standing behind him.
However, those whom she thought to be attendants soon prepared themselves for battle surprisingly quickly.
“How…!”
“You should have covered up the smell of blood.”
They probably didn’t know that Damian would be in the Grand Duchess’ study at this time.
Damian glanced at Lilian. Fortunately, there were no other signs of movement. And behind his back was the safest place right now.
‘I didn’t want to show myself killing people to her twice.’
He couldn’t.
“Wife, close your eyes.”
Fortunately, Lilian was a good listener.
Making sure his wife had her eyes closed, Damian faced the two assassins.
With a bang, their swords collided. In an instant, both of them went back and forth.
‘…!’
It could be said that Damian was very restrained because of Lily, but he was not an average person to the extent of exchanging blows with the two of them. He swung his sword with the intention of killing one earlier, but they avoided it and only suffered a wound.
There weren’t many people who could send such talented people.
‘Second Brother, you really…still don’t know how precious their lives are.’
Killing their older brother wasn’t enough, and now his wife.
‘He dare…’
The level of anger that was different from before was intense. At the same time, a familiar burning sensation surged from the fingertips holding the sword. The beeping tinnitus rang in his ears.
It was a sign that Damian’s self control was starting to fail.
‘No!’
Damian barely managed to control the agitation before his arm ripped through his clothes and transform into a grotesque form.
Those talents didn’t miss that momentary gap.
Damian gritted his teeth and succeeded in cutting deep into the thigh of one of the assassins rushing in from different directions.
“Your Highness!”
However, in the process, the other one cut his throat. The very next moment, Damian’s sword pierced the chest of the assassin who cut him.
Aorta and heart. The two assassins, who cut his vital points, collapsed helplessly.
The familiar pain began to run through his whole body as the pain of being decapitated and his mana rampaging erupted. But more than anything, Damian was horrified that Lily’s eyes were open.
“I definitely told you to keep your eyes closed.”
If he made a mistake, he could have been caught transforming as it is. Thinking so, for the first time, Damian’s tone sharpened.
“Your Highness…”
But even that was short-lived and seeing Lily panicking brought him back to his senses.
‘I was oversensitive to someone who didn’t know anything.’
Damian gritted his teeth. In his heart, he wanted to take revenge on the dying assassins by killing them, but he couldn’t do such a cruel thing in front of Lily.
“Your Highness! Are you all right!”
Perhaps hearing the commotion, the escorts came belatedly. And when they saw the mess in the study, everyone was speechless.
“Your Highness, Your Ladyship, where were you hurt.”
“Nowhere.”
Damian replied nervously, pointing at the corpse with point of his sword.
“Search and dispose of them.”
“Ah, yes!”
Suddenly, anger flared up.
What the hell would these idiots have done if he wasn’t here?
Was he going to lose the Grand Duchess and face their ugly mugs?
“Your Highness…”
Ahh, damn it!
He was angry, but he had to hold it in.
‘Not here, just not here.’
Just not in front of Lilian’s eyes. Damian managed to pull himself together.
“It’s okay.”
“Your wounds are not okay.”
Lilian was approaching him. Fortunately, there was no fear of Damian in her eyes yet. She was only worried about him.
He felt relieved, albeit briefly.
And he felt more desperate.
He had to keep those eyes like that. There shouldn’t be any fear or disgust for him in those eyes.
‘Please.’
However, Lilian didn’t cooperate with Damian’s earnest wishes.
Lilian’s hand moved to Damian’s ripped collar. She seemed to be examining the wound. He didn’t even have time to think about being happy that she was worried. Damian involuntarily pushed Lilian’s hand away, thinking that she might find that his wound had already healed.
“Your Highness? Why…”
A look of bewilderment spread across Lily’s face.
‘Damn it.’
Damian made excuses, covering up the swearing.
“It’s because the blood splattered, but the wound isn’t deep. Rather, I don’t know what might be buried in it, so wife shouldn’t touch it…”
“I don’t think even Your Highness would be able to stand if it would put my hand in danger.”
It was a logical objection. If Damian had been an ordinary person, Lily’s words would have been right a hundred times.
Damian forced a smile.
“It’s okay. I will show the wound to the doctor. It’s not too bad…”
“I’m sorry, Your Highness, but you keep bleeding.”
“Yes?”
With a firm hand, Lilian seated Damian, who had a rare dazed look on his face.
Just her touch on his shoulder for a moment made Damain almost moan without him realizing it.
He almost lost control for the first time in a long time. As the pain spread through his body, feeling Lily’s hand over his clothes made him feel like he was going to die.
He was ecstatic as if he was going to die.
As he was dying in the middle of the desert, a drop of water seemed to have landed on his lips.
The feeling that the spirit of his whole body awakened and longs for that one drop.
Damian almost grabbed Lilian without even realizing it. He wanted to hold her in his arms, kiss her, and then…
“…!”
His eyesight faltered. Damian was startled, wondering if he had run into Lilian without realizing it.
‘No!’
“Don’t touch me…”
“Okay, so sit still.”
Unusual emotions were felt in Lilian’s words.
“Wife, I…”
“You are seriously injured. As you move, more blood began to flow.”
“…yes?”
Who. Me?
“You are going to stumble and get hurt more, so please sit still. I won’t touch you.”
It can’t be. Damian unconsciously put a hand on the wound on his neck and looked down. His hands were wet with blood.
The wound hadn’t healed.
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