Evan, who boasted an enormous appetite enough to be called an outlaw in the dining room, stood up without eating a few bites like a sick person.
âI-Iâll stop eating.â
Merson just raised his eyes and looked at Evan. When the eerie red eyes were pointed right at him, Evan jumped up.
âWas it really that bad? Iâm scared to death When the hell will Erina come back!â
Evan, who was satisfied with his inn life, thought many times that he wanted to go home for the first time. As Merson stands up, Evanâs body trembles again.
Merson went up to his room, exuding a gloomy aura throughout the inn. When Merson disappeared, the sound of exhaled breath echoed here and there at the same time.
âScary fellow.â
Evan shook his head and followed Merson upstairs.
âI finished dinner.â
The moon, seen in the imperial palace, appeared over the inn. However, an aura so dark that the light of the night was obscured wrapped around the entire inn.
Now that Erina is gone. Mersonâs limbs seemed to be trapped in the cold, thick ice. He wanted to go to Erina right away and whisper âI love youâ in her ear a thousand times, and after madly tasting those small soft lips, he wanted to hold her tightly in his arms so that they would never be separated.
Loss of appetite, depression, emotions that rose up and down like a roller coaster several times a day.
Merson felt strange and sensitive to his uncontrollable body. Seeing Merson like that, Evan felt sorry for him, clicked his tongue and said that Merson was suffering from âlove sicknessâ.
Evan, who couldnât bear to watch it, knocked on Mersonâs door despite his fear. He didnât hear an answer, but Evan carefully opened the door and pushed his body inside.
âI donât know if Erina left because you lacked something, but let me hear it. Itâs kind of refreshing if you let it out.â
The Demon King, Kaylehartz, Merson began to experience dating counseling for the first time in his life. Evan, hearing the story, was shocked by it and clung to one of the walls, keeping his distance from Merson.
âDid, did Erina run away holding the Emperorâs hand?â
Merson nods his head. âAre you lying?â was what Evan wanted to ask, but it wasnât the atmosphere to lie or play a joke. It was better for him to endure it even though it was hard to believe, rather than saying something useless and then be crushed by his fierce gaze.
âWhen Erina went to the market and came back late the other day, you saw her get off the carriage with the imperial seal on it. Then you also checked Erinaâs belongings and found a handkerchief with the imperial seal on it?â
âIt doesnât matter. It bothers me that Erina took Krihelâs hand, not mine.â
Merson knew from intuition and various pieces of evidence that Erina and the emperor had met each other.
Then as a result of seeing Erina, who had reluctantly fled from him, and headed toward the imperial palace, it was easy for Merson to believe that she would be with the emperor. He could predict that. However, Erinaâs behavior after the reunion was completely unexpected.
âWhat, holding His Majestyâs hand? No, no. So what about you?â
âI separated them two.â
âAnd?â
â⌠Erina told me to go back to the inn. Donât come out until she looks for me, she said.â
A novel was completed in Evanâs head.
A woman who abandoned her good husband for an affair with the emperor. Her loyal husband waits for his wife all the time at home, but the wife never returnsâŚâŚ.
Evan tried to pat Merson on the shoulder, but somehow, unlike usual, it felt difficult to touch his body, so he withdrew his hand again.
âIf I wait, will Erina come?â
âOf, of course! Donât you remember how much Erina loved you?â
âBut I hurt Erina.â
âUsually, a man like that would know what a tolerable mistake is but pretend like they didnât, and pretend they didnât see it even though they saw it.â
Mersonâs eyes turned sad. Evanâs heart thumped and sank for a moment, and then he felt it beat quickly. That man had deadly and dangerous eyes too.
He was even envious of Erina, thinking that Erina was amazing for having lived by seeing these eyes every day.
Evan raised his hand again and lightly patted Merson on the shoulder a couple of times.
âDonât worry. If it was the Erina I know, she would definitely come.â
Evan spoke confidently. When Merson heard what he wanted to hear, his heart softened a little.
And magically, there was a knock on the door.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
Evanâs and Mersonâs eyes met. Merson was aloof, but Evanâs pupils were infinitely dilated, and he spoke silently through his mouth.
âLook, I told you sheâd come, right?!â
Khhmâ
He coughed and yanked the door open.
âHow does it feel to run away from home for half a day? To even knock timidly..âŚ.â
ââŚâŚ.â
âAh⌠that.â
ââŚâŚ.â
Evan noticed a little later that the woman standing in front of the door wasnât Erina. And as soon as he checked the face, he froze.
âI was told to come here. Move.â
Chenin, looking for a place to sit, became irritated when she realized that there was no suitable chair inside the shabby inn. She covered her nose and mouth with her hand, wearing a glove the same color as her hat, as if wary of spreading germs.
Evan threw the blanket Erina and Merson slept on top of the ugly, hard wooden chair.
âPlease sit here.â
Chenin was still displeased, but she couldnât stand up all day. Despite feeling troubled, she forced herself to sit on top of it.
âOh my, you scared me!â
Suddenly, a black shadow fell over Cheninâs face, and the manâs body scent stimulated her sense of smell. Mersonâs arm was gripping the back of the chair Chenin sat at, trapping her between his arms.
In her whole life, she has never seen a person with as outstanding appearance and physicality as the man in front of me. He thought that no description in famous paintings or novels could capture this beauty in its entirety.