Yannie
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There were those who witnessed Norhox coming out of the priest's quarters, but none had seen the priest himself. Therefore, the one ordered by Truyde to find the priest headed to his quarters without hesitation. The soldier, instructed to bring him immediately, entered the building without knocking but he had no choice but to stop in front of the half-open door. Aside from the clear bloodstains on the doorknob, dark red blood had pooled beneath the open door like a puddle. Swish. As the soldier…-
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But do you know what's the most unsettling?’ The war profiteer's voice still lingered in his ears. The trembling smile that had lingered on his lips when he asked that question also remained vividly before his eyes. However, after hearing what was truly the most unsettling thing, Ashler could no longer maintain the same composure as the war profiteer. Who could laugh at the fact that no one truly understood Karas’ real intentions, even in this current horrific situation? The war profiteer,…
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Sejin’s exaggerated comment didn’t make sense. Letting out a chuckle, Cheon Sejoo clarified. “And it’s not like they can’t do anything without me. It’s just that there are things only I can handle. They do their own jobs just fine.” “Then why don’t you teach them how to do the things you do so they don’t bother you at times like this?” It was the kind of remark only someone unaware of what Cheon Sejoo actually did could make. Just like Han Jonghyun, who had once arrogantly…-
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“What…?” Kwon Sejin’s nickname, “Mr. 21st Place,” still remained since he hadn’t been able to take the final exams because he was sick. He felt wronged and wanted to retort, "Stop calling me that!" but for some reason, he couldn’t get the words out. Instead, Sejin unconsciously bit his lip and looked up at Cheon Sejoo. Then, he asked quietly. “Why do you have so many scars?” “What scars?” “On your stomach…” Sejin gave a quick glance toward Cheon Sejoo’s lower…
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Since when did a child learn what he shouldn't do? He shouldn't look at people directly, and he shouldn't show his eyes. If his long hair shook even a little bit or if his eyes were visible, those around him would flinch and retreat with contemptuous faces. There were many attendants who took care of feeding him, dressing him, and bathing him, but none of them looked at the child's face properly. They turned their eyes away and quickly retreated without hiding their expressions. Those who educated…
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“It’s salt.” “Salt?” Norhox couldn’t understand his servant’s words. What on earth was he talking about? The cook took salt when he ran away? He was already seething with irritation and thirst and hearing something so absurd made him feel like he was about to lose the last shred of his sanity. He felt like his head would explode if he didn’t vent his anger somewhere, so he raised his hand gripping the sword. However, halfway up, his movement stopped. The servant, not…
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Strange man. That was exactly Kwon Sejin’s one-line assessment of Cheon Sejoo. However, Cheon Sejoo was the kind of person who required more explanation than just that one line. Returning to the cart with both his hands holding a carton of milk, Sejin stared at Cheon Sejoo, who was standing near the refrigerator, carefully selecting some ham. First of all, Cheon Sejoo was ridiculously handsome. Dressed casually in a baseball cap that was pulled low, a thick hoodie, jogger pants, and sneakers,…
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4. Shadow 4 (Part 2) The way Cheon Sejoo and Kwon Sejin accepted each other was different. While Cheon Sejoo had given Sejin a spare room and let him into his personal space, Sejin, on the other hand, filled the emptiness in his own life with Cheon Sejoo. What kind of food Cheon Sejoo liked, what he did when he was at home, what kind of clothes he frequently wore, and how he folded his clothes after taking them off—these were all things Sejin couldn’t help but gradually learned, whether he…
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Those realizations strangely made Sejin’s heart race, and his throat went dry. His face felt hot and flushed. He felt strange. Why do I feel like this? Sejin swallowed dryly and, in an effort to hurry up and finish, reached out to unbutton Cheon Sejoo’s shirt. One by one, as the buttons came undone, the rustling shirt gradually opened, revealing Cheon Sejoo’s pale, bare upper body. Sejin’s eyes traveled down his skin as if mesmerized. Neither too thin nor overly muscular, with…
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Caught off guard by Sejin’s unexpected concern, Cheon Sejoo stood there, unable to respond. Sejin’s eyes grew red with frustration as he yelled again. “For you, I guess it’s only serious if your finger gets severed, right? Did you even go to the hospital? Did you get it treated? If this is the treatment you got, then that doctor must be a total quack! You should go back and complain! If you didn’t, then go get stitches or something! How can you be so calm about this? You could die from…
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