1STKISSNOVEL. DO NOT STEAL MY TRANSLATION!\nFor the first time, I found out that I could run out of breath in a dream.
They were red, but his eyes were tinged with a hint of purple. It was like looking at an empty cave with no color. He wasn’t showing any emotions.
I instinctively realized.
This was something I shouldn’t be seeing.
It wasn’t allowed for me.
Even though it was dark like the dream’s scene, this was a familiar bedroom.
I was brought back to the vivid reality. Yes, I was dragged out.
There was no time to come to my senses when cold energy suddenly poured down my body.
I reflexively tried to pull the blanket over me, but my arm was held tight by someone holding me down.
Aedis’s face was visible from above.
He sat on top of me and grabbed my arm even tighter.
And he asked in a calm, yet slightly shrieking voice.
Without any explanation added.
I also felt a bit embarrassed.
But more than that, I was angry.
“Tell me, how much have you seen?”
The force holding my arm grew stronger. He seemed to be desperately trying to suppress it, yet his hostility was evident.
My arm was caught, but my throat was clogged.
I had fallen into a deep sleep, was forced to wake up, and had not yet come to my senses.
It was difficult to continue thinking because Aedis, who was on the verge of losing his mind, pushed me.
Moreover, he didn’t even give me time to answer.
“You shouldn’t have seen it. You should have been content with just being peaceful like this.”
Suddenly, my body moved. The terrace door opened by itself and a cold, cold wind blew in.\nShaula’s greatsword stuck to the ground. Even though it was simply put down, the dry ground cracked as if to prove its weight.
Her eyes gleamed like a beast.
“Don’t just tell me to get out of here all the time. I can’t even properly fight the subject that I’ve been attacking because I don’t like it. F***, you think I’m funny?”
Zaha growled. It was a pitiful struggle for Shaula.
“This land belongs to the Grand Duchess? So what? Is that bitch stronger than me?”
Zaha lowered her posture while Shaula strutted.
The amount of magical power remaining in Zaha’s body was extremely small, and even that was rapidly evaporating.
But Zaha never backed down before finishing a task.
Shaula drew her sword as if she was ready to rush again.
“Tell the Grand Duchess that this is my hunting ground.”
It was after a very short time that the conclusion was reached.
Shaula sang a song about a roasted tiger when she discovered a mysteriously shining barrier behind Zaha.
It was more interesting than beheading Zaha, so Shaula jumped into the crater created by the sword attack without hesitation.
She suddenly found that the barrier within the crater that had attacked with Zaha was not working.
Through the cracks in the damaged barrier, something wrapped in a soft cloth could be seen.
As the barrier opened, a sweet scent began to spread around her, as if it was emanating from something, and she was alerted.
It was the first scent she had ever smelled as a Shaula who enjoys hunting and walking in and out of uninhabited lands.
“Is there something interesting hidden here?”
After Shaula had thrust the sword into the crack that had just formed and stabbed it a few times, the barrier completely lost its function.
She looked at it as if possessed within the broken barrier.
Even though it was wrapped in cloth, her energy was being restored just by getting closer.
It was like a relic with God’s blessing or leather with a devil’s curse.
A strange possessiveness squirmed within her.
She didn’t know what it was, but she was convinced that it would be more valuable than any famous sword or treasure she had ever owned.
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