Something that is supposed to come has come, Charlize felt.
âHe said Kiera. Definitely.â
But Dylanâs question was just asking because he really didnât know.
Charlize saw and heard so many things besides the emperors. To the extent that there is no knowledge that she doesnât know.
It was natural for Charlize to know what Dylan didnât know. Charlize, ridiculously, knew art, architecture, engineering, and even astronomy.
It was also a hobby of the emperors of the past.
Dylan waited for an answer.
âHeâs not looking away.â
Charlize thought for a moment.
She was able to keep her emotions extremely cold in the moments she wanted. When she felt that she shouldnât be shaken, she didnât really budge an inch.
At the most important moment, more sharply than anything else, on edge. She could have been more nonchalant.
Charlize has strong guts. Those who know the truth might have been suffocating at this sight, and rather worried.
Charlizeâs voice flowed without a hitch.
âDo you know about the humans who fed by Ehyritâs pieces, Your Majesty?â
Dylan nodded slowly.
âYes, Master.â
Only Charlize felt the tension in the air.
Dylan pondered what Charlize had said. He, too, had already discovered it in theory.
[Ehyritâs piece is fed to rebuild humans into living gods. Create a new being that deserves to be called transcendence.]
It was written as if humans would gain transcendent power by feeding them pieces.
Not only a dead letter theory, but also first-hand witnesses.
A close example is Dietrich in a dungeon.
The former Emperor is not dead.
He was alive even though he didnât eat and barely slept. Without even going crazy.
âIf you feed a piece, that person becomes a metal.â
Charlize said with her own mouth.
âMetal?â
Dylan paused at the gruesome story, but Charlize was extremely calm.
As usual, the atmosphere was comfortable and soft. Dylan paid attention to Charlize. Charlize opened her lips.
âBut, as everyone knows, Ehyritâs piece is the core that comes from the corpse of a monster.â
ââŚYes.â
âThe pieces have evil energy. Because they canât stand it. Everyone dies.â
This part, Charlize, too, knew only after reading the books she had discovered in the underworld.
[Ehyritâs piece contains dark energy, a so-called Magi or evil energy. A human who ate a piece could not stand it and died.]
Charlizeâs eyes sank.
[The only thing that can respond for a long time is innate mana. But in the end, it depends on your mental strength.]
Charlize was able to memorize every verse of the book perfectly. Suddenly, a scene from the past flashed through her mind.
âEveryone is dead.â
When Charlize was kidnapped before her return, many people had already been tested and suffered before her.
âThe children, they couldnât overcome the energy contained in Ehyritâs piece.â
Dylan looked at Charlize. He frowned and asked.
âSo, what if we overcome the piece of Ehyrit?â
Charlize smiled brightly.
âWhen absorbed, that person becomes a monster.â
Thatâs right.
As Charlize has researched so far, Ehyritâs pieces had energy so powerful that it was called the power of God.
However, the absorbed life was unconditionally stained by evil energy. Charlize continued.
âEven if he overcomes the evil energy, as long as he has absorbed a large amount of Ehyritâs piece.â
ââŚâ
âHe becomes a metal with consciousness, Your Majesty.â
It was a strange story.
Dylan believed in Charlize, although it was a story that would never be accepted by common sense.
Dylan, who had been listening in silence, slowly accepted.
âIs that so?â
In fact, the result Charlize said was the underworld. Wizards too. All the humans of this era who were working on the Kiera project did not know.
Because Charlize had suffered for 400 years and finally realized by making a wish to turn back time.
Dylan, who had been thinking for a while, said.
âMaster, this is a personal question.â
âYes, Your Majesty.â
âIf you make a sword. In theory, doesnât that mean that there are humans who survive by continuing to eat pieces?â
ââŚThatâs right.â
Charlize was calm. She had long, drooping eyelashes.
âThe one who overcame the pain of eating the pieces and became a sword then⌠Is he losing his ego, or is he getting stained with evil energy?â
ââŚâ
âWhat do you think the essence of that sword is, Master?â
He was a man who could only be described as a genius. Charlize tried not to get caught up in it, facing Dylan, who got to the point at once.
She has to smile.
As she whispered in his head, a plausible smile crossed her lips.
âProbably, itâs a monster.â
Their eyes met in the air.
The fact that Charlize was exceptionally good at demonstrating her powers against monsters. The scent that can only be found in Ehyritâs pieces is also exuded from Charlize.
In the end, the essence was tainted with evil energy, so the word monster was not wrong.
Of course, there is no such thing as an intelligent monster. Although Charlize never lost her ego for a moment as Kiera. She did not reveal this only.
But obviously, itâs not a lie either.
âMaster.â
As soon as she tried to control him like that, Dylan looked at Charlize.
It was the first time that Dylanâs blue eyes felt hot. His eyes were always refreshing.
âIâm on Masterâs side.â
What is he trying to say?
Although Charlize was wary and looked at him, Dylan was calm.
âNo matter what Master says, itâs all true to me, and itâs the sweetest truth.â
ââŚI know, Your Majesty. I am always grateful.â
âYouâre welcome.â
Dylan took a step closer to Charlize.
It was a garden full of yellow roses.
Since it was the middle of winter, the world was dazzling with white snow.
But Charlize and Dylan both know how to deal it with their mana. They didnât get cold. Nevertheless, Dylan took off the emperorâs coat.
âMaster doesnât know.â
Dylan silently wrapped his coat over Charlizeâs shoulder.
Charlize was dazed for a moment.
Dylanâs scent comes in an instant. The coat is too big to realize that he has become an adult. His warmth remained intact, so she felt as if she were being hugged by Dylan.
Dylan said, looking into Charlizeâs eyes.
âI like you, Master.â
ââŚMe too, Your Majesty.â
âNo.â
Again, it was negative.
Dylan fastened the first button on Charlizeâs coat over her shoulder. Heâs close. Close. Charlize was slowly feeling strange.
Dylanâs fingers vibrated slightly. His breath tickled Charlizeâs lips slowly.
âYou still donât know.â
ââŚâ
âMaster, I. I believe in you. Whatever you do. Whatever you say. To me, itâs the truth, itâs the law, and itâs my world.â
ââŚâ
Why do you keep saying I donât know?
Charlize looked up at Dylan, clutching the cloak with both hands.
Dylan was the emperor. Actually, Dylan is a genius, so thereâs no way he didnât notice. Every time she sees the imperial emblem carved on his coat. Charlizeâs eyes are getting colder.
The hatred and anger towards the Empire were real. It was a cold but deep murderous look that could not be hidden.
Dylan became the master of the empire that Charlize wanted to destroy so badly. Thatâs what Charlize wanted, and Dylan was willing to turn into black.
Thatâs it. He already knows without appealing to know. But Dylanâs voice is hot. He was calm.
âThere was nothing I wanted. It was a life without even hope. As Master pointed out in my childhood, I was living in boredom, but it was as if I was dead.â
ââŚâ
âWhen you approached me. I knew maybe this would happen. I couldnât open my heart from the beginning. But, Master.â
Dylan placed the back of his hand on Charlizeâs cheek.
The cold skin is warmed up.
âDo you remember?â
Maybe it was because Charlize had a heart that beats like this, and Kiera was the topic of conversation. Or maybe itâs because Dylan is close. She was confused for a while.
âIf you can only choose obsession or indifference,â
ââŚâ
âYou said itâs okay to be obsessed with you.â
âI, remember, Your Majesty.â
Dylan laughed openly.
âIf thereâs anything wrong with what Iâm saying, please point it out. Iâve been working nonstop since that day. I internalized Masterâs desires and eventually ascended to the throne.â
ââŚThank you, Your Majesty.â
âMaster, I.â
Dylanâs voice sounds shaky. It was too obvious to believe it was an illusion.
Since Charlize faced Dylan, he has seemed most emotional.
âWhy?â
What drove him so emotionally?
âThere was not a single moment that I did not tell Master.â
ââŚâ
âI did everything I could for Master, and I gave everything I could to Master. For the word dedication. Not a single moment was embarrassing for me.â
It was dedication.
It was respect. It was trust.
Even in the face of Charlizeâs denial, even in the face of Charlizeâs suspicion. Apostle of the boundaries of Charlize. Even under Charlizeâs test.
He never wavered and always gave it away.
Because that was Dylanâs heart.
He wasnât afraid to get hurt. The only thing heâs afraid of is being abandoned. But even now. Itâs okay.
It was even more painful that Charlize didnât recognize him. So.
âWas there a moment when I didnât deliver my heart, even for a moment?â
ââŚâ
âJust because I donât force it. Just because I donât show jealousy. How can that feeling disappear? To avoid possession. To be valued only. How can you not recognize me who tried.â
Charlizeâs lips were finally sealed.
Dylan didnât want to consider anything now. He couldnât endure without revealing any more. It became so big. The abandoned house was burnt down.
No matter how much Dylan agonized, the conclusion was always the same.
âWhat is this feeling, Master? I know it as a disciple. But, you still donât know, Master.â
A friendly and gentle voice.
But he wasnât just friendly. It was overflowing with love and lust.
Dylanâs fingers slowly moved from Charlizeâs cheeks to near her lips. His fingers that touched slightly were long and hard. Charlizeâs breath spitting out into the air was white.
Charlize blinked her eyes. His voice penetrated her ears like a divine word.
âOnce again, Iâll tell you.â
Thud.
Her heart sank.
âMaster, I like you.â
Itâs a calm voice, but it sounds like a scream to see. It was just a manâs courtship. The snowflakes began to fall one by one.
Dylanâs black hair was exceptionally dark. Her ears were tingling.
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Unknowingly, Dylanâs fingers swept Charlizeâs lips open. He sees her as a woman, not a teacher. A blatant cry.