《To You Who Will Destroy Me》 Chapter 1 Raeyeon looked at herself in the mirror. Inside was a beautiful woman with platinum blonde curls and dressed in a delicate chemise. The slim face with twinkling blue eyes was so beautiful that she couldn¡¯t adapt no matter how many times she looked at herself, but this face was not her own. Strictly speaking, it was the body of the supporting character in the game she was playing, ¡°Erel Elorence¡±. Raeyeon was lost in thought while fiddling with her skirt. She contemplated over her recent worries until it became a piece of dried gum. Nevertheless, there is still no answer. It was a pity that she, an ordinary college student who was about to graduate, entered the game. She had never touched a game before and needed something to soothe her boredom and nervousness while waiting for the job announcement. Therefore, she touched a game that she never played before. ¡°Salvation.¡± It was a game with a romantic name. All the characters were attractive, as if they were alive and breathing, and the ¡°favorability¡± system that responded to players¡¯ words and actions was also interesting. Raeyeon fell in love with the unique worldview and setting of this game. She wanted to live in the game, if possible. I really didn¡¯t know it would be like this. For the first time, she didn¡¯t eat properly and couldn¡¯t sleep. She lived alone because she had an estranged relationship with her family, so there was no one to take care of her. At one point, her body crossed the limit and it could not hold her anymore, so she passed out. When she opened her eyes again, she was already in the body of the supporting character, ¡°Erel Elorence¡±. ¡°This is ridiculous!¡± It was embarrassing to embody the character of a game. To make matters worse, she could see things that she should not have seen. The favorability window of the characters in the game. Bang- Unfortunately, this game did not give me time to reflect on life. Suddenly, there was a loud bang and the bedroom door broke. The large wooden door fell disastrously as if it had been bombed with the smell of burning roses. ¡°Holy shit!¡± Raeyeon was startled, so she sat up and looked back at the door. She saw a man as beautiful as a demon over the smashed door. ¡°Oh, my mistake.¡± As if it were an extension of a nightmare, the man standing there laughed brutally. It was shameless to spit out an embarrassing amount on such a topic on purpose to frighten her. He threw away the doorknob in his hands and came in with daunting steps into a private bedroom that a stranger should not be allowed to step into. ¡°You must have been very surprised. Maybe, I should have knocked.¡± The man smiled alluringly after seeing Erel¡¯s shocked face. He knew why she locked the door, but the ¡®knock¡¯ was now abominable. He hates me. Erel bit her lip and looked up at the man. He was destined to be horribly entangled with Erel Elorence, and Raeyeon was trying to avoid it somehow. Nevertheless, he appeared in her life like the last disaster that came to this world and tried to conquer her whole body and mind like a bloodless predator. [Barkan Harmash: 25 favorability right now. He¡¯s ¡®hostile¡¯ now. ] Erel was devastated by the system message in front of her. She tried so hard but she couldn¡¯t believe that she is that unlikeable. ¡°Oh, I can¡¯t use it if you bite it.¡± It seemed like she was biting her lips unknowingly. The man¡¯s long and hard fingers touched her lower lip. At first, she was kind enough to remove her upper teeth from the lips, but his fingertips gradually rubbed over her lips. ¡°I thought you ran away because you didn¡¯t come out, that¡¯s why I was in such a hurry.¡± She saw him gaze at her as though he was going to swallow her swollen lips, at once it began to sting. Even though he didn¡¯t love her, that man gets sexually excited easily. It was as if the blood that was flowing within her was an aphrodisiac instead of blood. ¡°You¡¯ll understand, won¡¯t you? It is all because I like you so much.¡± The man tiptoed through the fragments of the smashed door and shrugged his shoulders. Although he had a flushed face, his eyes staring at Erel were cold as ice. He really is a guy. Erel turned her head away from the hand that was touching her lips. She wanted to run away as soon as possible, but he was right in front of her and she was scared so there was no way she could do anything about it. In order to survive, she has to somehow do something to suit his needs. ¡°It¡¯s okay, it¡¯s okay. We can fix the door. More than that, this hand¡­¡­.¡± ¡°That¡¯s weird.¡± The man cut off her shuttering words casually and then he asked with his grimly handsome face. ¡°Why didn¡¯t you run away? I like playing tag.¡± The smell of dry ash and sensual musk stirred from his breath as he asked languidly. As he stumbled away from this, his wild golden eyes thinned like a beast ready to hunt. How can she run away when those eyes are in front of her? ¡°That¡¯s too bad. I was going to punish you if you get caught.¡± He whispered like the usual puns of lovers, but seeing that sensual smile, Erel¡¯s face turned pale rather than hazy. Did she notice? I was thinking of breaking her ankle if she got caught. In this case, it was regrettable that the woman in front of me was uselessly smart. Thanks to that, he never actually carried out the cruel impulses that ran out of his head every time. Barkan slowly wet his lips with his tongue, concealing his impatient feelings. Whenever this woman is in front of him, his lips would dry up because of the heat. If he could, he wanted to put a leash on her and always hold her in my hands. It was a mindlessly thought that deepened his smile. Erel, who sensed a sense of imminent crisis on his ecstatic face, hurriedly opened her mouth. ¡°Why would I run away from you?¡± Erel who had slender arms stretched out and took his hand carefully, then with her soft fingers gently swept at the back of his hand. The man¡¯s madness died out as the tickling touch stimulated the back of his hand. However, they knew each other even when they were smiling affectionately as if they were lovers. Even though she reached first, she was shaking as if she was petting a fierce dog and she wouldn¡¯t know when her hand would be bitten. ¡°Well, why did I think you¡¯d run away¡­.¡± Is it because I love you so much? The man muttered in a dry tone while his eyelashes were lowered. His face was in sorrow like a man who is sorry for not knowing when she will disappear even if he holds his lover in his arms. So Erel thought it was even more abominable. To him, she was not a human being. It was nothing more than a convenient painkiller that made him forget chronic pain. It was also a kind of mind game to make her repeatedly scared and to be sweet to her as well. It was simply to make her feel that she had nowhere to go, and that she is his until the day she dies. But Erel had to pretend not to notice this. In the first place, there was only one rule of this icy relationship. First, it was a game where the person pretended to be a lover and whoever turned the table would lose. ¡°I will never leave your side.¡± Erel held his hand tightly and whispered softly. The pretty lips were stiff with fear, but the flowing voice was so warm that it felt like spring. ¡°Because I fell in love with you at first sight¡­¡­ Barkan Harmash.¡± Erel, who barely spoke out without shaking, smiled. The eyes of Barkan who saw the sunshine-like face were soft like a crescent moon. I am pretty good at lying. Every time Erel trembled and pretended to be nonchalant, he seemed to die of fun. Sometimes it was terribly unpleasant, but frankly funny. How far can this weak woman, who is not even a handful, bluffed? He suddenly thought he wanted to watch the woman in front of him for a longer time. Breaking her was as simple as popping an orange in his hand, so it wouldn¡¯t be a bad idea to keep up with this play. Ring! Erel raised her head at the pleasing sound that could only be heard by her. She then saw the translucent writing that floated in the empty air. [Barkan¡¯s favorability increased by three.] Erel was a little relieved. The twisted character of Barkan was really hard to please, compared to his usual single self. For a while, she was relieved that she increased his favorability, but suddenly, Barkan approached her. As his large body approached her threateningly, Erel reflexively took some steps back. However, her narrow chemise hem wrapped around her legs which caused her to fall onto the sofa. ¡°Ah¡­!!¡± The man¡¯s stiff body climbed on top, holding her wrist pressed in his grip, and he looked down at Erel and smiled coldly as if she was adorable. ¡°I¡¯m glad your heart is mine.¡± In the blink of an eye, his hands crawled like snakes under the thin chemise and ordered arrogantly, gently sweeping the slender calf. ¡°Alright then, spread your legs.¡± Chapter 2 The white chemise was decorated with delicately woven lace, and it was neat without any exposure. It was a classical design, as if it represented the purity of its owner. However, there was the sound of wetness coming from under the pure white chemise. At the same time, the sound of hot breathing echoed throughout the room as if it were a lewd chorus. ¡°St-Stop..¡± Erel with her drenched pretty eyes, tried to push the man from under her. It was still bright in the middle of the day, and it was disgraceful to do this in a bedroom when the sun is still up. She fell completely into his grasp, anyway. All she could do was lay her neck out in front of the sharp fangs and begged for the leniency of the winner. He could do whatever he wants, whether to demolish it or break it himself, but why is he caressing her so much? ¡°There¡¯s a lot of juice in your pussy even if I squeeze it a little.¡± He uttered the most filthy words in an elegant tone. She did not want to react, but the words targeted to her was an intensive attack to her weak inner walls and she was forced to spread like a pomegranate. She wondered how her wet and rosy pussy would look like in his eyes and with her train of thought, she felt stranged and ashamed of it. ¡°Please, let me close the curtains¡­.¡± Erel begged in desperation and held him back from herself but there was no mercy from those hands that were pushing her thighs to the side. ¡°You¡¯re not trying to push me away, right?¡± Barkan who was rubbing her pussy with his rough hand whispered in a smiling tone. His golden eyes unlike his kind demeanor were as fierce as a beast that was interrupted in the middle of his meal. His blue eyes looked down at Erel as if they were gonna bite her. Her slender wrists pushed against his shoulders. ¡°That will make me sad.¡± Even a beautiful face could express such disappointment shamelessly. The moment she encountered those half-turned eyes, Erel had no choice but to drop her hands. I¡¯m scared. She was afraid of the man standing in front of her. Unlike his breathtaking ecstatic appearance, he was crazy to the bones. ¡°If you feel uncomfortable doing this, I¡¯m sorry¡­ I can¡¯t help it, your body is so sexually appealing.¡± Barkan, who pressed her down and bit her small shoulder whispered. Unlike the forceful grip on the waist, the polite way of speaking seemed to be very pleasant like a cat playing around with a rat in a trap. ¡°Seeing you like this.. Your lips say you don¡¯t like it but your pussy is saying something else.¡± After he finished speaking, he jerked his fingers more roughly as if he was trying to make as much noise as possible on purpose. The sound of her wetness moistening her thighs clung onto his ears. In fact, his thick long fingers went in and out of her thick pussy, and every time he rubbed them, small pleasures spread. She felt as if there was a spark on the inside. I¡¯d rather you finger me faster and stronger. Erel shook her head in surprise at the thought that crossed her mind, but the body was unfortunately honest with her desires. She felt the inside of her swallowing his fingers as it tightens and clenches on it. It is as if they are asking for more. This made me wonder. ¡°Feels good, doesn¡¯t it? It is swallowing my fingers very well, I wonder if it is gonna just devour my cock.¡± As he spread her pussy¡¯s folds, he pushed his fingers in her and then he pressed on her clit with his thumb. Erel¡¯s body trembled as if it was struck by lightning and tightened on the inside. He frowned as he pulled his fingers out of her finely contracted walls. ¡°Oh my, it is so narrow. I will need to finger you more to get it more loose to fit me.¡± ¡°H, How could you say that¡­¡± Erel, who had her blue eyes filled with tears, shook her lips. Then Barkan, who looked through the scarlet lips with an insatiable look, apologized softly. ¡°Oh, I¡¯m sorry. Miss Erel, you know, I¡¯m a bit of a lowlife. That¡¯s why I keep talking nonsense.¡± He chuckled while tapping his fingers on his lips that were stained with Erel¡¯s transparent honey like fluid. It was obvious that he was not trying to apologize but to mock her more instead. ¡°Well.¡± He stuck out his red tongue and licked his hand and then he closed his eyes gently, savoring Erel¡¯s taste. ¡°Is it because Ms. Erel is noble¡­¡­ It tastes so good. It¡¯s sweet like nectar.¡± The eyes that were exposed under the eyelashes opened again in a frenzy. He was about to grab her by the hair, bite her by the back of her neck, and suck all the blood flowing in it. ¡°Eek!!¡± The frightened body of Erel shrank to its fullest. A sadistic impulse flashed into his eyes as he looked down at a slender woman who was not even on his shoulder. His little, weak, beautiful trophy. A girl who can be ripped easily, but you have to be gentle and take your time or else, she will get hurt. He couldn¡¯t help it even though it was tantalizingly close to dying. Erel Elorence is very useful. It wasn¡¯t that there was no substitute for her at all, but it¡¯s hard to find and he wouldn¡¯t like it that much. So, I¡¯ll have to savor it. Unfortunately, Barkan was far from a man of patience and because of this, words of accusation came out through the gap between his disgruntled lips. ¡°So why do you let me tease you? What are you going to do with this?¡± As he was pushing his bulging erection, he grabbed Erel¡¯s thigh and spread the fluid she spilled on her fine skin. ¡°Shall we do it now, too? We have some time left until the guests come.¡± Erel¡¯s face turned pale, knowing that the ¡°guest¡± was her family. Her heart sank in fear of being caught tangled up with him. Knowing what she was worried about, the man squirmed and sucked all the love juices out of his hands. He whispered to Erel¡¯s flat tummy in a chilling tone. ¡°I am gonna put my cum in you¡­ and we shall have them meet up together.¡± He could imagine it, the sight of their fluids dripping beneath her long skirt with every gentle step she takes, then the rug on the floor will thicken little by little and her ears will turn red as if they were bursting. When he thought of that image, he felt as if his head was melting. The first murky groan came from his throat, which had been dripping with sweet deceit. ¡°What should I do, huh?¡± Barkan looked down at Erel while licking his lips. She was a pretty woman who didn¡¯t smell fishy even if he ate her out everyday. Her face turned red as though she was confronted by a ghost as she met his gaze. She closed her pale eyelids, seemingly unbearable to even make eye contact. You accepted my proposal well on that subject. He wondered whether it was the fact that he was proud of himself or because he was offended as he suddenly wanted to see her eyes. ¡°Open your eyes.¡± Contrary to his affectionate tone, his grip grasped on Erel¡¯s chin and he rubbed his lips against that fragile jawline and questioned fiercely. ¡°I am not angry about this. Don¡¯t you want to see me?¡± Her light-colored eyelashes trembled with persistent prying words. She was afraid of not knowing what to do, but she couldn¡¯t meet his demands and lifted her eyelids, which was ridiculous and pathetic. After seeing this, Barkan laughed inwardly and asked with a sad expression. ¡°I told you I love you. I heard you fell in love at first sight. Isn¡¯t that why you accepted my proposal?¡± At that word, Erel bit her lower lip tightly. She didn¡¯t think he would believe what she said, but things were worse than she thought. It was obvious that he was very upset about Erel¡¯s clumsy lie about loving him. ¡°I warned you. I¡¯m an annoying man.¡± The man who was too scary to simply describe it as ¡®Annoying¡¯ whispered and he smiled with his wild eyes, close to her face, which was so beautiful that it made her dizzy. ¡°Look at me, even if you hate me. You said I was handsome.¡± Barkan¡¯s face was smeared with pure madness. She felt like she was dealing with a really crazy person and she felt suffocated. She pretended not to be guilty, but Barkan and Erel knew both. There is no love in this relationship. It is too late to turn back now, so Erel stretched out her arms and managed to wrap them around his neck. ¡°Of course, I love you. Really.¡± She tried to smile by moving the quivering corners of her mouth and whispered quietly, hoping it sounded as sincere as possible. ¡°In my eyes, you are the most handsome man in this world¡­¡­ Barkan.¡± His name flowed from her lips with a pathetic smile, which then caused Barkan¡¯s eyes to thicken noticeably as he saw it. His heart seemed to thump and fall apart as he encountered the shapely shining eyes. I don¡¯t think it worked¡­. It was clear that her attempt failed. It was just when Erel was feeling depressed with her eyes slightly lowered, that he said, ¡°It¡¯s driving me crazy.¡± A burning hot hand pressed down on her wrist and gripped her soft hair, then he leaned his head down and pressed his hot lips down on her. Chapter 3 It was a fierce kiss, as if he was trying to devour her. No, can anyone even call this a kiss? It was like a violent force that robbed her of her vitality. It was a plunder that robbed her innocence and took it away completely. Erel could feel the strong liquor-like saliva coming through her lips and even his pain through his cold energy reeking of death. ¡°Ah.. nha.. hu¡­¡± It was distressing. His vast power, which was unending, pushed back and invaded her. ¡°Open your mouth wider.¡± Before she knew it, she gave in and her eyes flashed as he kissed her deeply, changing angles several times. Her small lips were forced open with his tongue circling around it. He forcibly pulled her tongue out, sucking it up to her, tangled like a snake with his desires. His saliva thrilled Erel like an aphrodisiac. Her head felt dizzy and her body felt thirty all over. On the contrary, she felt like she was going to fly away as she would totally lose herself if she was swept more away than this. ¡°St-Stop..¡± Erel who could barely look up, gasping and begging one last time. However, his tongue, which ran long over her red and wet lips, swallowed her ruthlessly. ¡°Why? If I do it more, are you going to beg me to put it in you?¡± He casually unbuttoned the collar of his shirt and lowered his hands to rub against his groin. As if it shows off his heavy erection. ¡°You don¡¯t want to get wet like that? You¡¯re lying.¡± With his eyes narrowed, he pulled out a stick-like object and lifted it up. His cock, which popped out as soon as the pants came down, was covered with sticky liquid and stood tight toward his lower abdomen. Its size and shape were like a weapon. Erel shook her head with her blue eyes. ¡°It won¡¯t go in. Something like that.¡± ¡°You¡¯re cute even when you whine.¡± Despite her desperate refusal, he grabbed Erel¡¯s ankle without batting an eye and moved his thick body forward to widen her legs. ¡°It is so pretty that I want to bite it to death.¡± Before he shoved into her, he licked her earlobe and whispered bitterly. He then put his teeth on top of the small flesh and bit it. The feeling of his hard teeth hitting the cold jeweled earrings was strange. The texture of his tongue, sticking over the bitten area and tingling her earlobe, seemed to mess with her mind all over. Taking advantage of how distracted he was, she pushed his back slowly. Between his wide legs, she saw his cock, which is as big as a child¡¯s fist touched her. This does not make sense. The thing pressing against her folds was so huge and hard. It seemed impossible to have such a weapon with that body of his. ¡°Now, wait a second.¡± A terrified Erel was trying to push him away. He raised his head and warned her with his eyes that were as cold as the moon. Just try to push him again. Thanks to this, Erel¡¯s hand on his shoulder trembled without doing this or that. Since he savored the feathery-like texture, he eventually stretched out his arm. ¡°Are you going to hug me?¡± As if he had thrown a sharp glance like a blade of a knife, his natural smiling face looked like a sculpture. A man with such mesmerizing natural appearance grabbed her arm and wrapped it around his neck which then created a friendly look on him. ¡°It¡¯s only you who love me.¡± He mocked Erel in a sweet voice and he kissed her trembling eyelids while caressing her thighs and rubbing lewdly against her wet folds. ¡°Don¡¯t worry. It¡¯s a little narrow now, but I¡¯ll use it until it fits my cock.¡± His firm cock pressed down as if it could penetrate through her hold at any moment. In the meantime, between her thighs was all covered from back and forth with slippery fluid. The hot, round tip pressed her clit and tapped it like it¡¯s going to go up. Every time that happened, the inside of her trembled and contracted a lot without realizing, as if to welcome this man¡¯s cock. ¡°Ah..nghh¡­.¡± Her small hands that were on his broad shoulders, clenched. Barkan felt like he was being tickled. The shame that had been suppressed so far came up to her. When her face turned red suddenly with her cheeks burning, Erel was at a loss. If she got caught having this look, he would surely mock her. When she had that thought, she unwittingly tightened her arms around his neck. ¡°¡­¡­.¡± Barkan, who was about to step aside, unexpectedly stopped. His expression was strange as he looked at the slender arm that is hugging his neck. He seemed to want to take her arm right away but he also seemed to want to bury his face deeper. There was a moment of hesitation but the expression on his face was fierce and more cynical than it had been before. ¡°Don¡¯t push me too hard. If you want to walk out on your two feet later for the meeting.¡± His cock that was rubbing against her folds became more strange. She hated the tingling sensation so she closed her eyes and begged. ¡°Please. If we are going to do it, let it be soon¡­..¡± She was afraid that her family would find her like this so early on, she locked the bedroom door but this mad conqueror came in and smashed the entire door when he appeared in front of her and ruined her life. Anyone would be able to see it by just pushing their head through the cracks of the smashed door, he is like the incarnation of lust and she is licentiously tangled in broad daylight. ¡°I¡¯ll show you everything. How hot we are.¡± Barkan licked his lips and uttered in a heavy voice. But his eyes looked down at the dishevelled Erel leaving no parts of her body unseen. His breath pouring over the exposed collarbone was rougher and hotter than usual. The lure coming out of his slightly frowning eyes seemed to corrupt even those who looked terrible. ¡°Would you like to beg me?¡± ¡°What do you mean by beg? What¡­..¡± ¡°Please give me a hard time.¡± Erel doubted her ears for a moment. Barkan, looking down at her stunned face, squinted his eyes and whispered. ¡°If it is too late, someone might come and find you. Do you want me to show you this?¡± His tone was gentle, but it was actually forceful. Erel bit her lips at the irresistible power embodied in that voice. What should I do? However, there was not enough time for conflict. Erel¡¯s lips opened helplessly as she thought of her family sitting in the reception room with a worried face without knowing anything right now. ¡°Please Bar.. Please.¡± She couldn¡¯t bring herself ¡­. to say his name. Erel was in tears as she thought he would bite her tongue. Fortunately, he was well aware of Erel¡¯s limits. ¡°Well done.¡± When he kissed Erel¡¯s eyes, he smiled like a poisonous flower. ¡°Now, I¡¯m going to reward you.¡± At the same time he said that, his thick cock plunged inside her. Erel took a huge breath as his huge cock tried to get into her narrow hole. Her inside was stretched to the limit, and it felt like it was going to explode at any time. Her folds tightly clung onto his cock as if it was squeezing and then he let out a sound. ¡°Ah¡­!!¡± At the same time, Erel made a slight groan while a faint exclamation rang through the cracks of Barkan¡¯s lips. He frowned incredibly at the extreme pleasure he felt. ¡°What¡¯s this inside¡­¡± He muttered while clenching his teeth and closed his eyes tightly. There was no further pretence or playfulness in his face, as if he were struggling for something. When he opened his eyes again, all that remained were his golden eyes filled with animal-like desire. The moment she felt the force in his grip on her thigh, he went deeper into her. ¡°Hnng!¡± The already narrow inside tightened in surprise, and then came the groan of painful delight from Barkan. The tightening of her hole that did not easily accept him only made it harder for him. Since he was unable to push himself through her tight hole, her body was pushed to the top of the sofa. For a moment, a firm hand grip held her tightly and held her down stronger. As if he can¡¯t allow her to stay away from him even a little bit. ¡°Ah, it¡¯s hot. I feel like I¡¯m rolling in hell but it feels so good, crazy good.¡± A series of loud groans erupted from the inside of his neck. It was a loud voice that made even her ears heat up. ¡°More, open more. More.¡± When it was too narrow to fit in, Barkan said, as if growling. It certainly seemed to be roaring, but the voice was worn out all over. In a desperate plea that seemed almost impossible to ignore, Erel hesitantly spread her legs. However, it was not enough to satisfy the beast in heat. His two large hands grabbed her ankles and spread them apart, which caused her tightly stretched pussy and her swollen clit to be shown without any filter. Barkan¡¯s low swearing leaked out as if licking his teeth. ¡°It¡¯s driving me crazy.¡± Chapter 4 After moving his hip a few times, he slowly pulled out as if he was savouring it, but her inner walls grasped onto his cock as if it didn¡¯t want to let it go. The texture of his cock that is scraping all over her inside fascinated her. Even the slight pain she felt from the stretched inner wall was only a kind of pleasure now. Whether or not she felt this, Barkan also smiled with an impression. ¡°Good, huh? Doing this with me.¡± Before she could say no, his cock, which had escaped, came back crashing in. The movement of the waist which was stirring the heat inside was ridiculously good. ¡°It¡¯s good, it is clinging onto me.¡± She felt like she was under a wild horse. His cock, rubbing her inner wall like crazy, was overwhelming and good enough to sear her brain. It was impossible to keep up with the passionate sensation as her lower body was melting. ¡°Oh yeah, ah! Uhh¡­¡± A cry erupted from her flower-like lips. She didn¡¯t know what to do, so she held onto his shoulder, hugged him, and rubbed her forehead against his thick nape. A moan that seemed to grunt further ignited his desire. His cock was getting bigger as though it will burst at any moment, recoiled its gentle pattern and plunged in again into her narrow hole which then he also started to play with her sensitive clit. ¡°Say my name.¡± His big hand swept away Erel¡¯s fine platinum blonde hair, and soon grasped it firmly. He then urged her with a voice overwhelmed with pleasure. ¡°Hurry.¡± It was such a strange sight. He climbed on top of her and could easily crush her as she was half of his size, but a pleading tone came out of his mouth. Strange enough, so was she. Her head was mushy, as if she had been smouldering in his heat which causes her to not be able to think of anything. Is that so? Her lips were firm and her tongue was normally frozen but his name, which she could normally not call well, flowed naturally like a stream of water. ¡°Bar..kan..¡± It was at that moment she managed to call his name. Her voice like a little bird causes his cock that is inside her to swell more ferociously. ¡°I was going to do it in moderation.¡± The rhythm of his waist, that was flexible and obscene enough to be fed up, stopped for a moment. He let out a quick sigh and pulled her close to his chest with one arm, and because of this, Erel could not see what expression he was wearing. ¡°I¡¯m afraid I can¡¯t.¡± This is all she could see, his voice that sounded desperate and filled with anxiety. ¡°Push your chin. Don¡¯t bite your tongue.¡± As he instructed her in a sweet tone, he laid her down onto the sofa, lifted her ass and then started pounding into her roughly. ¡°Hngg! Ah!! Ahhhh!!¡± Erel scratched the sofa with both of her hands and cried. She couldn¡¯t deny what she felt, even as she was being shoved into a position like a bitch. It felt good. With his strong manly hands holding her tightly, the body of a smouldering hot man with his big cock is pounding into her. But most of all, what excited her was a glimpse of Barkan¡¯s face. A face that had always had a cynical smile was now distorted red with pleasure. The face was giving off dizzying pheromones as if she would become pregnant just by looking at it. ¡°Why, do you like my face?¡± Barkan smiled at her as he noticed her gaze, as if possessed. He then slammed into her and whispered. ¡°I like it, too. Your hole. It¡¯s so narrow and hot.¡± The vulgar expression was even more excited now. Erel wept and wrenched her head as he started his rhythm again using her waist. She could never let anyone see her like this but he forced her to turn her head towards him by using his hands. Her innocent face was a mess. Her white cheeks were stained with her tears and her eyes were turning reddish as they seemed to be covered in her tears. The teeth mark engraved on the swollen lips were especially clear. However, Barkan covered and rubbed over the pathetic mark using the same finger that was touching and playing with her clit. ¡°That¡¯s weird. The rougher it is, the tighter it gets inside. Is this your preference?¡± As if he didn¡¯t really know, he gave a spanking to Erel¡¯s ass. She did not think it hurt that much but it was very shameful. As she got spanked a few more times, it struck her wildly that if it was giving her the similar feeling of his cock, she felt like she had really become a mare in heat. Every time she was spanked on her ass, she felt herself shaking with joy and tightening up. ¡°You cried earlier saying that it wont go in well, but it seems like it is swallowing my cock quite well.¡± Barkan, who laughed and mocked her, widened the gap between her rosy ass. He spread her until he couldn¡¯t anymore, and plunged his cock deeper into her. Lying on the sofa in her underwear, she shook frantically. Her chemise that she wore had fallen to the floor a long time ago, and her hole that had been stretched to its limit was burning like fire. ¡°Ah, tightened.. Why do you tremble when you are eating it so well? Cute.¡± The man that was pounding her like a man in heat showed no sign of stopping. She was afraid she would not be able to meet her family in time. ¡°Please, if you don¡¯t stop¡­.¡± ¡°What if I don¡¯t stop here? Would you hate me?¡± It was you who said I love you. He covered Erel¡¯s beautiful lips with his hands and laughed. Then he inserted his fingers and wrapped them around her little tongue in a lewd manner. He couldn¡¯t let those vulgar words come out of her mouth, so he had to stop it. ¡°Ummh, Haaa¡­..¡± Erel gasped while sucking on his fingers. Her top and bottom holes were all over him and even if she cried and struggled to escape somehow, as he was a natural hunter, never letting her go. ¡°Do you want to finish this quickly? Shake your pretty hips then.¡± His gaze licked through her slender waist, and then he pressed his palms against her white back, and urged her to raise her hips more closely. ¡°Your hips, aren¡¯t you going to use it? Or else we might not be able to get out of here at all.¡± With the eyes of the flying beast, he swept her waistline and urged her, which then a pretty groan came out from beneath his flinching body made him very excited. Erel couldn¡¯t help herself shaking her hips from what he told her to do. His cock pushed up and down her narrow walls, and the rhythm of it felt so vivid to her. The endless repeated pounding seemed to wear out her legs. The feeling of his thick cock being lifted inside her was esthetic. A tingling sensation went through her core, and both of her thighs trembled on their own. ¡°Do you like my cock inside you? Ms Erel feels so deep that I don¡¯t think it can go without my cock.¡± In a surprisingly calm face, Barkan laughed, he then put his hand on her thigh so that her legs were spread out. For this reason, the mirror across her sofa reflected their embarrassing appearances at first glance. It even captured his cock that moved in and out between them. Erel couldn¡¯t see her own dishevelled figure right away as her eyes closed, but then his other hand crawled between her groin like a snake and pressed onto her clit. ¡°Oh, no, take your hands off it, please¡­¡± ¡°Did you know that every time I touch it, you tightened up even more?¡± He swiped up her love juices that had fallen down her thigh and rubbed her swollen clit using the up and down motion. At the same time, he pounded her faster and fiercer. ¡°Oh, it¡¯s tight. How can you be this tight?¡± ¡°Stop, Hng! Ah!!¡± She couldn¡¯t bear it anymore. Her legs trembled with an orgasm that pierced her body like a thunderbolt. She fell onto her stomach and her hips jumped slightly. Her red cheeks, teary eyes, and slightly parted lips were an incredibly erotic sight for him. Barkan, who was looking at her face without blinking through the mirror, smiled. ¡°Here you are liking it so much, even though it was a cock of a lowly man.¡± Perhaps, at the time he proposed, her parents had rejected it because of the issue with his origin. Thanks to this, Erel was taking care of it in the end. Of course, with the body. ¡°Look at how lewd you are right now, there is no man that won¡¯t be able to stand this face of yours.¡± Holding onto Erel¡¯s slender chin, he made her stare straight into the mirror. Of course, he didn¡¯t even think of letting anyone see this fucking pretty face. But it was cute and funny when Erel looked in the mirror and was horrified, unfortunately, all he knew was this twisted way. Mine. My possession. His deep-rooted obsession was satisfied deeply at this moment, which then satisfied himself. Physiological tears formed in Erel¡¯s eyes as he bit onto her white neck and even left traces. ¡°It hurts, it hurts¡­¡± Both physically and mentally, Erel, who had been pushed to her limit, couldn¡¯t bear any longer and bursted into tears. Her marriage to him from now on already felt overwhelming. The beautiful woman who sobbed underneath him was devastating. Any man would want to take out a handkerchief, wipe her face, and gently hug her. Unfortunately, the man to be her groom was a man far from normal. Barkan was even more excited about her face that was pretty enough to swear even when she cried. He could see why the word ¡°beauty twilight¡± exists. When Erel cried, her flushed cheeks were wet with tears, glistening more covetously, seducing him. He can¡¯t help but push her further. ¡°Why are you crying? I¡¯m going to make it worse.¡± Chapter 5 With her drowsy eyes down, he bit her cheek and sucked, as if she was adorable. After her lingering climax calmed down, he began pounding into her again. ¡°Ah!! Hngggg!! S-Stop!!¡± Her eyes flashed on a streak with no time to take a breath. He bent her back like a beast in heat on a female. She felt like she was going to die as she let him lift her hips from the sofa while pounding into her constantly. ¡°How can it be so narrow and hot? Do you know that the inner flesh peeks out every time I pull out because it is grasping me so tightly?¡± He quenched his appetite by looking down at the connection between them. When he said he wanted to show it to her in person, Erel shook her head and she was scared enough to continue. ¡°I can¡¯t do this anymore, really¡­¡± She was out of breath, her legs were shaking and she felt like she was gonna collapse, but each time, his arm held her and kept her up. ¡°Who told you that you can rest already? I¡¯m not satisfied yet.¡± We can do this over and over again. The man whispered cruelly and clasped her waist tightly and pulled her closer. ¡°Hngg..!!¡± Her pussy was already burning and tingling because of his big cock that is inside her right now. However, as he said this, a heavy pleasure started building up in her lower abdomen. His hands grabbed her chest, which was as soft as mochi. He rubbed her nipples with his fingers, glanced over her slender belly, and widened the gap by caressing her hips. ¡°How could this little hole of yours take in everything? Amazing.¡± He gazed at her wonderingly and rubbed between her groin with his fingers. His touch on her swollen clit was so good that she felt as if her legs were melting. All the sensations were so overwhelming to her. Erel couldn¡¯t help but sob on his neck while holding onto his hand. ¡°Get on top of me.¡± Barkan followed his own words and lifted her body gently and put her on his thigh. Every time he treats her like a child, she becomes frightened of the difference in power and her body strangely tingles from it. As she¡¯s being adjusted, her narrow walls deepened. Erel clung onto the nape of his neck to relieve some pressure in her abdomen she felt by him penetrating her. As a result of that, her upper body was closely attached to him and she could feel his muscular chest pressed against her. ¡°You¡¯re being so cute.¡± The smiling Barkan stroked her arm which was wrapped around his neck. He put his hand down and started grabbing both of her hips and began lifting up and down. ¡°No, Hngg! Too deep¡­ Ahh!¡± She was going crazy every time her hips were lowered, she was fully immersed onto his thick cock but at the same time, the sound of the fluid coming out of her wet pussy made her unable to look up at him. His hard and firmed tip poked at the entrance of her womb and each time that happened, she felt a shock running through her body. Obviously, it is still painful for her but every time he thrusted into her, her body reacted sweetly. The numbness gradually became stronger, paralyzing the lower half of his cock then, climbing up and completely encroaching on the head. He was about to reach a light orgasm every time she hit the bottom as the constantly trembling inner wall grasped onto his cock and trembled with joy, Barkan rebuked. ¡°You like to push it deep. It¡¯s really lewd.¡± ¡°N-No..¡± ¡°No. If I reach there, you will cum.¡± His wicked cock pinpointed her most sensitive inner wall and as it hit that spot, a bunch of excited nerves ignited and her mind melted as the feeling of pleasure spread wildly. ¡°Ahhh!! Ah! Please!! Stop¡­..¡± ¡°Would you like me to cum in you?¡± Despite the vulgar question, Erel nodded frantically. She thought if she could do anything to get his cock that is inside her, off. She would follow what the bad man said. ¡°Beg for it. To cum inside you.¡± ¡°P-Please cum in me.¡± At the words, Barkan frowned languidly then, in a fit of excitement, he grabbed and squeezed her hips, and began to push wildly. ¡°Ah, ahh, hnggg!!¡± The intense movement from above creaked the sofa and they screamed together. His cock was hard with excitement and he shoved it against her inner wall. In that state, as he rubbed her folds and caressed her with his hands, another intense climax struck them before they knew it. Erel moved her head backward and her body trembled. Barkan then grabbed her face and kissed her parted lips. ¡°Ahhh..¡± At the same time, his possessive lips coiled around her tongue and bit her lips. All the while his cock pumped deep inside her, cumming greedily. Her body was boiling hot and he felt like he was melting inside her. When she was finally released from his grasp, Erel dropped and fell onto the sofa. She really felt like she was gonna die. ¡°Are you tired already? You¡¯re so weak.¡± When he grabbed Erel¡¯s body, which was about to fall sideways, he unexpectedly laid her head on his thigh. He stroked her hair as if she was a cat and smoked a cigar. The cigar he smoked had a very strong smell. Erel struggled to escape the smoke as he exhaled, as Barkan unilaterally appreciated the mess he made of her. It was truly a messy sight. The underwear under her chemise flowed down to her ankle, her finely twisted platinum blonde hair, and her lips are truly red. However, his face, sweeping through the mess, was preoccupied with unparalleled satisfaction. ¡°How beautiful.¡± Funnily enough, it was a sincere statement. It was also the only truth in this lie-filled relationship. He quenched his appetite by looking at his handprints on her thighs. When he saw her soft skin drenched in her moist love juice, his eyes seemed to ignite again. Where did such a cute thing come from? As he thought about it, he chewed on the bitter aftertaste of the cigar and corrected it. You can¡¯t just roll in. When the entrance to the rabbit¡¯s den is blocked and the fire is set, the place where the rabbit will run is already decided. It could not be expressed as I rolled in on my own feet. To think she came on her own when he threatened her family¡¯s life. No matter how self-centered he is, this is past the degree of shamelessness. No matter how much you put a ring in your hand and wrap it beautifully in the name of love, he was not a lover. She was nothing but a trophy, a precious and useful object that he had robbed. If there is a difference, it¡¯s that she wants to run away. Therefore, he had to hold onto her tightly so that he won¡¯t lose her, and engrave his presence inside her quickly, just like right now. ¡°We can wait a little longer. Shall we go for another round?¡± He whispered mischievously as he swept her hair. His personality is so twisted that he wants Erel to get sick of him, push him and say no then maybe this dirty feeling would go away. He wants to push her wrist down, spread her legs, and fuck her one more time. If she cries unbearably, he will lick those tears sweetly and soothe them with his mouth. In this repeated craziness, they will continue until she becomes desperate, exhausted, and gives up on her own. It was in that moment when he dwelled on these thoughts that he regained his appetite. Unexpectedly, when he lifted her slender arm, Erel did not push him away. Instead, she helplessly hugged the back of his neck and whispered. ¡°Do as you please.¡± ¡°¡­¡­What?¡± Her soft hair reached his loose collar. The feeling of her rubbing her forehead against his collarbone made him unable to breathe. Is that so? The strangled sheep, what kind of trick is this, no words were said. ¡°The one who fell in love first is the guilty one. So ¡­¡± She lied without even salivating her mouth, and she hesitated to reach out her hand. Her terrified, trembling fingers touched his cheek pathetically. ¡°Do whatever you want. My heart is already yours.¡± Barkan stiffened for a moment. Even in this view, she was funny as she put love in her mouth, while his heart seemed to be boiling. Her lies, which he thought were funny all this time, have become strangely heartbreaking. As he savored the unfamiliar pain, he remained silent for a while. ¡°¡­¡­Miss Erel really surprises me.¡± Blink. Barkan¡¯s smooth eyelids closed very slowly and he casually threw out the cigar he was biting, trampling it on his feet. ¡°I thought you were just a pretty face.¡± His shady golden eyes glanced her up and down like he was a starving predator. ¡°Every single part of your body is beautiful. I just wanna bite the whole thing.¡± A large hand grabbed her chin and neck at the same time, and her reddish devilishly beautiful lips parted as if it was begging. ¡°Just keep doing that.¡± Just before the kiss, he whispered quietly. ¡°Pretending to have a crush on me and pretending to be eager to spread your legs.¡± Then I¡¯ll save you and your family. Swallowing the words he said, she slowly closed her eyes and kissed him. Not knowing that she caught all his stirred feelings. Chapter 6 ¡°Haak, hak ¡­¡± Raeyeon leapt up from the sofa, panting. She felt like she had a terrible dream. Maybe that¡¯s why she thought. Her heart was pounding, and she didn¡¯t feel like she was in a bad mood before she went to sleep. ¡°Where am I?¡± She looked around as soon as she woke up, as she did for the last few days. Every single time she did it, it wasn¡¯t the familiar studio ceiling, but the old-fashioned mansion like a scene from a movie. She sighed and closed her eyes with her hands as she was seeing the same thing again. I am still in this game. It has been a few days since she entered the body of ¡°Erel Elorence¡± but every single time she opened her eyes, she couldn¡¯t help but hope that it was all just a dream. The nightmares that she dreamed of every night made her uneasy. After she woke up, she could barely remember the details of her dream, but there was a man that repeatedly appears in it. A man as beautiful as the end of the world. Who on earth is he with his red hair as if he¡¯s going to burn everything? Raeyeon thought that the man had something to do with Erel Elorence, but for now, there was no way to know the inside story. The game Salvation contained a vast worldview. She was so engrossed in it that she couldn¡¯t eat or sleep, but she couldn¡¯t even clear half of it. I don¡¯t even know who that man is. Right. That¡¯s the only thing I don¡¯t know. It was all questionable how she went into the game ¡°Salvation¡± and why she became the unfamiliar supporting role of ¡°Erel Elorence.¡± ¡°Rel, are you okay?¡± Someone suddenly grabbed her shoulder from behind. The sudden grip reminded her of a dream she just had, and her heart momentarily stopped. Her scream did not come out but her head quickly turned around, her opponent was surprised as well. ¡°What the hell? What kind of dream did you have to cause you to be this scared?¡± It was a blonde young man that shined through her vision, with his elegant facial features and delicate nose. He would have been handsome for a neutral look however with how hard he works out, his muscular body shattered all the finest beauty. He was obviously an angel, but he seemed to be a battle angel. The identity of this man was Erel¡¯s only brother, Michael Elorence. ¡°It¡¯s a big deal that you fell asleep in the living room. You didn¡¯t sleep well last night?¡± It was a hard but worrying question. She responded appropriately and rubbed her pale cheek. ¡°I just had a little nightmare. Thank you for worrying.¡± She doesn¡¯t remember it well, but it seemed that she had a terrible dream, that¡¯s why she lost all her energy as if she had done some intense exercise during her sleep. ¡°Sleep in the bedroom next time. What if your weak body catches a cold?¡± Do some exercise. Michael coldly nagged her with his tongue in his mouth. He was very strict about taking care of himself, but he cared about his sister in his own way. [Michael Elorence: Current Likability 87] As a habit, Erel smiled awkwardly as she checked the information above his head. I was grateful for his favor, but Michael was too quick-witted, so sometimes it was hard to deal with him. ¡°I¡¯ll go up to sleep as you told me to. I¡¯ll go now.¡± ¡°No before that, look at me for a minute.¡± With his arms folded, he called her up. He then narrowed his blue eyes, looked up and down at her and blurted out. ¡°Erel Elorence. You know you¡¯re really weird these days, right?¡± It was a matter of time; it was obvious as she wasn¡¯t Erel in the first place. I¡¯m glad I still have some memories of this body. Erel¡¯s body accepted Raeyeon amazingly as she has a little bit of memory of this world, which keeps her from making a big mistake. But she couldn¡¯t tell the truth, especially to Michael. How can I say that this is a game? Erel glanced at her mission quest window, which is shining beside the window of favorability. There was just one line written in simple bold letters. [Mission Quest: Stop Destruction]: We must stop the catastrophe that will soon come to Elorence. If it fails, the game will be forcibly terminated. ¡­¡­ No, what the hell are you talking about? What do you mean, stop the catastrophe? I¡¯ll do whatever I need to if you could at least tell me the way. And what happens if you get ¡°Game Over¡±? Are we going back to the reality of ¡°Lee Raeyeon¡±? But my real body might be dead. Thinking of it sends shivers down her spine, how can she explain to Michael when she is very anxious and if she doesn¡¯t know English, herself??? ¡°Why are you silent?¡± Michael was very frustrated by his clam-mouthed sister. ¡°Tell me, Rel! What the hell is wrong with you.¡± There are many problems, but she could not tell any. In the first place, there was no reason why Raeyeon was also brought into Salvation, and why she became ¡°Erel Elorence¡±. ¡°Okay, you¡¯re not going to say anything until the end, right?¡± Michael looked disappointed. His blue eyes sank cold, staring at his unresponsive sister. ¡°I thought we were close, I guess I was mistaken.¡± After he said that, he stood up coldly. A system notification window appeared only for Raeyeon or Erel. [Ting! Michael¡¯s favorability dropped by 5] She really wanted to cry as she fell into this strange world that is in a game and she became upset that her brother¡¯s favorability dropped. ¡°Wait a minute, brother.¡± Erel called out to Michael who was trying to leave hurriedly. ¡°Why are you holding onto me if you are not going to answer me?¡± Unlike his manly muscles, Michael held long grudges. He answered bluntly, but did not leave the room and waited for her to continue. ¡°I¡­ was wrong. I¡¯m so sorry.¡± Erel hesitantly apologized first to Michael who didn¡¯t answer her for a while, but she could see his eyebrows raised up and his muscles slumped down a bit. ¡°It¡¯s just that I¡¯ve been having a lot of worries lately. I¡¯m worried about my future.¡± Looking back at her troubled face, Michael hesitated and eventually turned back and sat down on the sofa in front of her. ¡°¡­¡­I¡¯m sorry for being so narrow-minded.¡± Michael, who coughed in vain, offered a hand of reconciliation like an older brother. At the same time, she heard a sound of the favorability rising back. [Ting! Michael¡¯s likability increased by 5] Erel was relieved that things went well, but just then, Michael suddenly said something significant. ¡°I understand the confusion you¡¯re feeling right now.¡± ¡°Really?¡± It can¡¯t be. Having become Erel at the palm of her hands, she looked at Michael with a desperate heart because of his speaking tone; it seems to imply that he knew something was serious. ¡°Of course. It¡¯s been a while since you experienced such a thing out of nowhere.¡± ¡°Uh ¡­ huh?¡± ¡°For you, that¡¯s a lot of trouble. That¡¯s how important it is.¡± ¡­.What is the matter? And what did I go through? When an unknown topic popped up, Erel was confused. She inadvertently pulled the end of a thread but felt like she had a golden key. In the end, she could not understand its purpose. Judging from Michael¡¯s serious expression, it didn¡¯t seem like a story she should pass up, so Erel sneakily tried to get more out of him. ¡°Brother, that problem. By any chance¡­?¡± ¡°What happened last week. Why, when I visited the temple.¡± Fortunately, Michael answered readily, with little doubt but it was still an incomprehensible story. Last week! Of all things, it was before Raeyeon possessed this body. Wait a minute, the situation when I was possessed is probably¡­. She slowly looked back at her memory. When she first opened her eyes in this world, she was in the carriage; a horse-driven carriage. Raeyeon was puzzled by the sensation of her body swaying from side to side. She remembered falling down while playing games, but why is she in the wagon? Looking around casually, she was all the more surprised to see platinum blonde hair flowing down her shoulders. What is this..? It wasn¡¯t just that. Above the heads of her family sitting across her was a likability figure for each individual towards her. It was as if she entered somewhere that is a mix of reality and games. Thanks to this, she was fortunate to be speechless. With her silent in front of them, her family continued to talk about this and that. As she listened to the various conversations, her mind was strangely gradually becoming clear. Everything from the situation in which she became possessed in ¡°Salvation¡± and the small memories that remained in the body was of ¡°Erel Elorence¡±. The reason she was in the carriage at that time was probably¡­. Their family had apparently been to the temple. So the ¡®important problem¡¯ that Michael spoke about was probably what happened then. No wonder her family seemed to keep an eye on her. While enjoying talking about the scenery and delicious food on the way back from the temple, she was avoiding talking about some sensitive topics by shutting her mouth. But there¡¯s no way to know what it is. Raeyeon sighed. In the first place, the story of the game she was hosting did not have a character called ¡°Erel Elorence.¡± So even if she came into the game she liked, she was at a loss. ¡°You don¡¯t have to worry too much about it, Erel. You have us.¡± Michael, misunderstanding her expression and thought he was comforting her by reminiscing about the past. ¡°I will never let anything bad happen to you. I promise you as a brother.¡± ¡°¡­¡­ Thank you, really.¡± This was the only thing she could say when she knew nothing, but Michael¡¯s poor sincerity was conveyed, so she was a little moved. Erel has a very good family. Raeyeon, who had been estranged from her family throughout her life, experienced a bond she had never felt. The moment she smiled bitterly because of that envy, someone appeared through the open door. ¡°You¡¯re all here.¡± Chapter 7 ¡°Mother.¡± Michael jumped up from his seat when he saw the elegant blonde lady. It was their mother, Countess Louisa Elorence. ¡°I searched the entire downstairs for you.¡± Louisa gracefully turned her head and her eyes were on none other than Erel. ¡°Sweetheart.¡± Unlike her stern expression, it was given that her voice calling her youngest daughter was as soft as the spring breeze. [Louisa Calbran Elorence: Present Favorability 99] Her affection for Erel was genuine. Every time she sees her daughter, she finds her cute. She doesn¡¯t know what to do. From the corners of her daughter¡¯s mouth, she already finds her cute. ¡°You didn¡¯t even come down for tea, what are you doing here? What a sleepy shrew.¡± Shrew? Erel blinked at the expression she had never heard before. Louisa smiled while looking around at her children and asked. ¡°You know what day it is, right?¡± ¡°Lower body exercise day?¡± Michael asked back unconsciously, but he closed his mouth after receiving a shooting glare. Louisa sighed loudly when she saw her eldest son, who knew nothing but exercising even though he is from a count family. She turned a blind eye to Michael and asked Erel. ¡°You haven¡¯t forgotten that you¡¯re going shopping with this mother of yours today, have you?¡± ¡°What? Oh, of course.¡± ¡°Summer is coming, so we¡¯ll buy new gloves and dresses. Oh, of course, don¡¯t forget the pretty hat. You can use it later when you go down to the summerhouse.¡± Whatever she may have known, nodding first was Rayeon¡¯s new habit. This was the only way to avoid being suspicious of falling into a strange environment. Although she didn¡¯t know anything, she had to adjust for now. In the first place, there was no way to even know whether she was dead or alive, so that was all Rayeon could do. Unaware of her complicated feelings, Louisa asked Michael with a smiling face. ¡°You¡¯re coming with me, aren¡¯t you?¡± ¡°No, thank you. Please enjoy the cozy time between mother and daughter.¡± Michael quickly waved his thick forearm and refused. Louisa¡¯s ¡®shopping¡¯ doesn¡¯t seem that simple, judging by the tired look on his face. ¡°Hmph! It is just because you don¡¯t have guts. Shouldn¡¯t you be looking for your fiance next socialite season? If you want to do that, you must do a little renovation like dressing up and groom your face. What would it be like to build up a perfect body?¡± Michael¡¯s expression became more and more agitated by the subsequent bombing nags. Erel listened to this and laughed without knowing it. Somehow, both here and in reality, her parents¡¯ nagging seemed similar. Thinking that way, the world in this strange game felt like a place where people live, so she felt a sense of familiarity. At least until Michael suddenly opened his mouth with a sudden serious look. ¡°Be careful on your way, Mother.¡± ¡°What?¡± ¡°There¡¯s been more and more kitans lately. Don¡¯t you remember? Last time, it showed up in a slum and ate the homeless. The annihilation that took place in the brothel 20 years ago was almost recreated again.¡± The smile disappeared from Erel¡¯s face. She felt like a fool because she felt familiar here, even for a moment. There¡¯s no reality where cannibalistic monsters exist in the first place. Right. The game ¡°Salvation¡± was a fantasy-based worldview. Thus, there were all kinds of people and all kinds of monsters. Among them, the most problematic was the monster, ¡°Kitan,¡± which Michael just mentioned. This monster is said to have been created by the evil god, Abihshan to destroy humans and they especially liked human flesh. It was so strong and powerful that ordinary humans could not kill them. Yes, if you¡¯re an ordinary human. ¡°Kitans, boy! What an unholy thing to say!¡± At this time, Louisa gave him a scolding while frowning, using her delicate eyebrows. ¡°Although we are not nobles of the Royal family, this place is well guarded, isn¡¯t it? As long as God Hashiba watches over us, such a mishap will not happen.¡± ¡°Still be careful, mother.¡± Michael has become more serious as he will be a count in the future. He went to clean up the genocide in the slum, and he saw with his own two eyes that it was there. That is why Kitan is called the catastrophe of mankind. ¡°Because it seems that the places where the eyes of the God can be reached are very limited.¡± Michael¡¯s words were bitter as he witnessed a terrible scene that an average human being won¡¯t be able to handle. The room was filled with icy silence because of his words. ¡°Well, that doesn¡¯t mean you need to give up your summer dress and new hat, right?¡± Realizing what he had done, Michael hurried to calm down the icy mood. The eldest son should not have scared his mother and sister but reassured them instead. ¡°Right what¡¯s the big deal? We have Masaka to protect us¡­..¡± ¡°Hey, Michael!¡± Louisa stopped him quickly as if he had said something he shouldn¡¯t have said. But what was even stranger was what happened after that. They stopped talking as if they had made a promise and looked at Erel¡¯s face in unison. Their anxious eyes were clearly looking at her complexion. Why are you looking at me like that? Erel wondered if something was going wrong where she didn¡¯t know. She didn¡¯t know why he hid the topic of Masaka from her in the first place. Masaka was a unique being that only existed in ¡®Salvation¡¯. They are essentially human beings, but more evolved ones. They are able to slaughter Kitans, which cannot be killed by an ordinary person. Without Masaka, humans would have been eaten and become extinct by Kitans. It was the most basic worldview and common knowledge of the game ¡®Salvation¡¯. But why is he reluctant to speak of them in front of me? The behavior of her family puzzled Erel. At that moment, Louisa clapped her hands so loudly and shouted in a bright voice. ¡°Come on, enough of that nonsense.¡± Louisa changed the atmosphere in a blink of an eye, as she is an elegant lady. She gently grabbed her daughter¡¯s hand as she turned gracefully. ¡°You can¡¯t do anything even if you¡¯re worried. Let¡¯s get going before it¡¯s too late, my princess.¡± ¡°Please have a safe trip. It¡¯s better if you can buy some protein supplements for me when you are on your way.¡± Michael leaned against the door at an angle, jumped at the atmosphere and waved his hand. Therefore, Erel missed the opportunity to pry into their incomprehensible behaviour. She looked up at Louisa just in case there was any room to squeeze in more details on the topic, but she didn¡¯t even spare her daughter a glance. The graceful and stubborn look on her mother¡¯s face didn¡¯t seem to answer anything. Maybe not today, huh? As expected, it is better to target Michael rather than Louisa. Unlike the stubborn Louisa, Michael was surprisingly lax and above all, weak against his sister. She could tell how fond he was of Erel just by looking at him sulking right away because she didn¡¯t talk. Erel took the next step and went down the stairs holding Louisa¡¯s hands. She didn¡¯t hate going out with her. No, she thought, it was rather exciting. Why? Why does this hand feel so warm? It was normal to fret over being caught if she was with Erel¡¯s family but, there was no way to know why she felt so calm. Maybe it¡¯s because of the memory left in Erel¡¯s body. The moment of comfort was over as soon as the carriage departed, Erel realized that something was wrong. It was because of the sound of the horse¡¯s hooves that the carriage swung up and down and to the left and right. It was already her second carriage ride, but she couldn¡¯t get used to it. The roads here were not as well maintained as in Korea, so it was more like a bumpy country road. Even if she is in a comfortable car, she gets motion sickness. And this is a horse-drawn carriage! It seems like her inside flip upside down right away. Ah, I feel nauseous. Erel tried to answer Louisa¡¯s small talk next to her. However, she couldn¡¯t help it when she became increasingly pale. Being the owner of a glass-like body, she had a hard time enduring even minor motion sickness. ¡°Come to think of it, sweetheart. Do you happen to remember Count Barrell¡¯s Joshua?¡± Fortunately or unfortunately, Louisa was so absorbed in the story that she didn¡¯t notice her condition. Still, Erel paid close attention to the topic that she brought up in the midst of difficulties. ¡°Joshua? Yes, of course.¡± Of course, she didn¡¯t know, but she answered in moderation, hoping that Louisa wouldn¡¯t pry into this issue anymore. ¡°A few days ago, I went to the royal palace and ran into Countess Barrell, and guess what? Joshua was next to her. When he was young, he was skinny and shabby but now he is quite reliable, I was quite surprised.¡± ¡°Is that so?¡± ¡°According to Countess Barrell, Joshua has become the Deputy Officer of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs this time! As you know, if you are a deputy officer of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, your future will be good. Seeing that he escorted her to the royal palace, he seemed to have a friendly personality.¡± By this point, it seemed like she knew what Louisa was trying to say. If she sees a potential son-in-law, she would call dibs on him for her daughter, because she is a mother. ¡°¡­¡­Sounds like a good person.¡± Erel wasn¡¯t interested in Joshua whatsoever, but she had more urgent matters to endure like nausea that is hitting her right now. ¡°Ain¡¯t that right? I asked Countess Barrell this time, and¡­..¡± Oh, she reached her limit now. Erel hurriedly rose from her seat, opened the carriage window, stuck out her upper body, and threw up all the stuff that was jiggling inside. ¡°Uug ¡­. !!¡± ¡°Oh my God, Rel! What¡¯s going on?¡± Chapter 8 Louisa was astonished by her daughter¡¯s sudden vomiting. At her shriek, Erel glanced at her as she pressed her lips onto a handkerchief. Are you going to get angry? Her actual parents did not love her. It was not abuse but a parenting method that was bordering on neglect. When Raeyeon occasionally made a mistake or asked for help, they grumbled and got angry at her. But Louisa was not that kind of parent. Rather than getting angry, Louisa was restlessly worried. Erel¡¯s small white face was so pale, she looked on the verge of collapse. Gobble me, swallow me, drip down the side of me (Yeah) Quick, jump out ¡®fore you let it get inside of me (Yeah) ¡°Stop the wagon!¡± Louisa shouted at the coachman while holding her daughter¡¯s cold sweaty hand. She then proceeded to ask her with worried eyes. ¡°What¡¯s wrong with you all of a sudden, Rel? Are you sick?¡± The hands held together were warm. Is that why she felt like she wanted to rely on her mother¡¯s body temperature? However, Raeyeon did not forget that she was not Erel Elorence. It must be strange for Erel, who rode on a wagon since she was young, to get motion sickness now. ¡°I just had a little headache, but when I got on the wagon, it suddenly got worse¡­¡­ I¡¯m sorry.¡± ¡°Oh god, I told you! You are weak, so you should always be careful.¡± Louisa was as concerned as she was sad. She then folded the blanket and helped Erel lay her head down. She felt sorry for her daughter, who was crouching and wheezing hard. How can her daughter be born so frail, unlike her son who is too healthy? It was all the more heartbreaking because she felt like she didn¡¯t give birth properly. Louisa looked down at Erel with pitiful eyes and suddenly came up with an excellent idea. ¡°My maid told me there is a new pharmacy somewhere around here, maybe they will have a simple headache pill.¡± She doesn¡¯t know why she didn¡¯t think about this earlier. Louisa quickly called the coachman to explain briefly about the new pharmacy and asked questions. ¡°So, do you know where it is?¡± Fortunately, the coachman who was dreaming and thinking about something soon replied. ¡°I think I know, ma¡¯am. You¡¯re probably referring to the new warehouse in front of you.¡± Louisa¡¯s face lit up at last thinking that she could do something for her daughter. ¡°Thank goodness! Then I¡¯d like you to take care of it.¡± The coachman bowed his head and left to get the headache pill, but he didn¡¯t come back for a long time. ¡°Why are is he so late? The sun is about to go down.¡± Louisa, unlike her elegant appearance, was surprisingly quick-tempered. Having rarely waited for anyone in her life, she started stomping her feet as she looked out. It was obvious that if he was a little late, they wouldn¡¯t be able to get to the downtown area on time. ¡°Maybe not. He said it was right in front of us, so let me go for a second.¡± Louisa told her daughter to wait a bit longer. Louisa knew the shop was close to the main street, so it¡¯s not dangerous. It was the unknown that she was worried about. ¡°Don¡¯t go. Just stay in the carriage with me¡­..¡± ¡°You know, there¡¯s no parent who¡¯s going to stay still when their children are sick.¡± Louisa wiped the sweat from her daughter¡¯s forehead and gently rubbed her cheek so that it wouldn¡¯t hurt. With her loving touch, Erel managed to open her eyes and look up at her. As she made eye contact with Louisa, Louisa smiled as if she was reassuring her daughter, but her smile made Erel feel like crying. ¡°I¡¯m really sorry for¡­ this.¡± ¡°There¡¯s nothing to apologize for. I¡¯ll be back soon, so take a break.¡± Louisa kissed her forehead tenderly and got out of the carriage but unlike what she said, she too didn¡¯t come back in over an hour. What should I do? Her motion sickness must have subsided from a good rest, so Erel lifted herself up. She was worried about Louisa, who went to the pharmacist through a rough mountain path because of her. It wasn¡¯t just that. As she waited alone in the carriage, she had ominous thoughts for no reason especially because of the things Michael said earlier. Be careful, mother. Recently, Kitans are becoming more and more active. Maybe that¡¯s why the woods looked particularly dangerous over the wagon window. Somewhere in the unknown, Louisa seems to be in trouble. With her thoughts being as it was, she couldn¡¯t wait. Fortunately, as she moved around, the motion sickness that plagued her seemed to be almost gone. When she carefully stepped on the ground, the first thing she noticed was the red sunset falling over the mountain. I need to find her before it gets dark. I¡¯m sure he said it was in front of us, so she¡¯ll face it in a minute. Erel, immersed in her own thoughts, turned to the corner and panicked for a moment. It was because the road in front of her was divided into two parts. After a moment of agony, she casually looked down at the dirt floor. Fortunately, she could see markings of a heavy sack being dragged on the left side of the road. It may probably be a sack full of medicinal herbs. ¡°Maybe this is the pharmacy?¡± Erel decided to head left. Fortunately, at the end of the road stood a large warehouse as expected. ¡°Here¡­¡­¡± Erel couldn¡¯t be certain, but this was the only building that could be seen through the dense trees. She approached the building hesitantly. As she was about to knock on the big locked door, she heard a sound coming from the window. Is it the sound of her mother or the coachman who came this way first? Thinking so, Erel approached the window and looked inside, which caused her complexion to be blue. ¡°Save me, please¡­ I¡¯m sorry.¡± A man with his arms tied back was kneeling on the stone floor. As if he was rolling on a thorny path, he wore a miserable look of tears and blood everywhere. ¡°I¡¯m begging you, please spare my life¡­¡­.¡± Ask for a car while you ride that dick (While you ride that dick) You really ain¡¯t never gotta fuck him for a thang (Yeah) The man jerked his knees as if he wanted to escape somehow. He clearly looked frightened. However, black-clothed men on both sides of him were armed with clubs, and threatening him. Erel intuitively realized she had witnessed something dangerous. Perhaps the sacks she saw that attracted her gaze was filled with a person and not medicinal herbs. Let¡¯s get out of here for now. Don¡¯t get caught. As she was biting her lips tightly so as not to make a sound, she quietly fell from the window. No, she was about to fall but her feet soon froze into place. Because a man had appeared like a flame across the night sky. ¡°Hi, we meet again.¡± She thought it was a greeting for her. Erel breathed out her suppressed breath as she pressed down her thumping chest. The moment she saw a man with red hair, her heart stopped beating. The man in front of her was the same one she saw as Erel, or Raeyeon, in her dream. He was incredibly beautiful, sensual, and above all, he exuded the aura of a cruel predator. Thanks to this, Erel forgot she was trying to escape and stiffened. It was as if she was wandering in a nightmare with her eyes open. Fortunately, the red-haired man had not noticed her yet. The object he spoke to was the man who was on his knees. ¡°Well, you were on the run. You want to live like this, Jack?¡± ¡°Hikk! Please, save me. I beg you. I made a mistake¡­.¡± ¡°Shh.¡± A man called Jack stuttered and begged as though he was having a fit, but the red-haired man who heard him frowned darkly. ¡°You know I don¡¯t like noisy things.¡± The man, who put his finger up to his sensual lips, said softly. Contrary to his similarly mischievous way of speaking, his shoes mercilessly trampled on Jack¡¯s knee. Jack twisted his body in pain and a muffled scream came out of his throat as if he was on fire. ¡°Aarrrhhh!!¡­ Mmhh! Mmhh!¡± For a moment, the tearing screams were briefly blocked by the men on both sides. Only then did the man with red hair laugh contentedly. ¡°Look. It¡¯s so nice to be quiet.¡± It was terrible to torture a person who looked half-dead and still be able to smile as bright as a flower. Even though such a handsome man was smiling, she got goosebumps down her spine. ¡°Oh, do you like dogs?¡± He was kind enough to get down on one knee and meet the man at eye level and whispered, lowering his eyes, which looked poisonous and red because of his eyelashes. ¡°I¡¯m quite fond of it. I¡¯m ashamed to say it myself, but I¡¯m an animal lover.¡± At the same time, she heard something growling behind the man. It was not an ordinary animal just by hearing the harsh and heavy cry. ¡°Loyal and sweet. Who could hate dogs?¡± At the same time as his monotone murmur, his men pulled something out. It was a two-headed dog the size of a bull. A fearsome dog wrapped in chains barked, revealing its forearm-sized teeth. It was so powerful and violent that it was staggering even though several of his men were holding its chains. However, the man who saw it cheered and called the dog joyfully. ¡°Choco, you cute little thing.¡± His subordinates around him trembled at the name coming from his mouth. Chapter 9 ¡­.Choco. No matter how hard she thought about it, the name suitable for that dog is either ¡®Cerberus¡¯ or ¡®Hellhound¡¯. In the eyes of that man, that dog looked like a little poodle. He was so adorable that he reached out his hand as if he didn¡¯t know what to do. ¡°Come here.¡± At a short order, the dog, which had been growling fiercely, quickly folded its ears and curiously showed its belly as if it was obeying absolute power. The man patted the tough fur and stroked its chin casually. ¡°You know, I¡¯m a little busy. So we don¡¯t have enough time to walk Choco.¡± Having taken the dog¡¯s leash from his subordinate, he clanged the chain for sound effects. With a mischievous smile, he asked Jack who was still kneeling on the floor. ¡°So that¡¯s why, can you help me?¡± ¡°Eueub, heub! Eueueum!!¡± Unfortunately, Jack couldn¡¯t say no as his mouth was covered. His desperate face was covered with tears and a runny nose, but the man with red hair turned a blind eye to it. ¡°Thank you.¡± A clear murderous intention came to his face, smiling with his sensual lips. As he glanced lightly, his subordinates loosened the rope that bound Jack¡¯s arm and forced him to stand up from the floor. Jack wasn¡¯t at all happy when he was finally released. It was just a matter of time as a two-headed dog was drooling and growling with its sharp fangs exposed. ¡°Let¡¯s count to three.¡± ¡°Well, I¡¯ll do anything!! I¡¯m begging you, please, for my life¡­¡­.¡± Jack, who hurriedly pulled out the fabric that had been plugged in his mouth, rubbed his hands and begged desperately. However, the answer that came was harsh. ¡°One.¡± Jack gulped his breath. Realizing that it was useless to beg anymore, he turned around and scuttled away from the ground. ¡°Two.¡± The red-haired man grinned at the second count. And not even at three yet, he let go of his hand holding the dog. ¡°Kkung!¡± The dog barked out as if it was waiting for this moment. Four pairs of red eyes were already fiercely chasing Jack, who was running away. ¡°Ahhhh!!! Help me!!!!!!!¡± Big bag bussin¡¯ out the Bentley Bentayga Shortly after Jack ran, a terrible scream rang out. It was such a desperate cry that everyone who listened clenched their shoulders except for one person, of course. ¡°Oh, I missed it.¡± If I keep doing this, you¡¯ll get spoiled. The man looked down at his hand that held the leash muttered, pretending to be sorry. However, she could not find any guilt in the smile around his mouth. Oh my god. Erel felt dizzy at the scene she had just witnessed. The man who tormented her every night was worse than her nightmare. She wondered what kind of relationship he had with her as he kept appearing in her dreams, but what was bigger than curiosity was fear. If he finds out she was here, she won¡¯t be safe either. The sense of crisis that rose to the tip of her chin caused her stiff legs to move. I have to run away from here. Erel closed her mouth with her hands and slowly backed away. When she was a safe distance from the building, she turned and ran. In her heart, she wanted to run to the carriage without stopping. However, Erel¡¯s white and slender legs didn¡¯t help her, especially as she was wearing shoes decorated with pearls and satin. ¡°Ah!¡± Running along a path barely out of the grass, Erel finally fell to her knees. For a moment, she rubbed her knee against the dirt floor and then looked back in a rush. She felt as if someone was going to chase her from behind and snatch her hair right away. The several times she looked back, she saw neither a fearsome dog nor a man with red hair. As she confirmed the details, Erel became deeply relieved. When it was the moment she was about to get up, a large hand protruded from behind her and covered her eyes without any warning. ¡°Did you enjoy playing tag?¡± A low voice whispered right in her ear. His voice was sweet as pouring hot and dark chocolate into her eardrums, but she remembered exactly who this wonderful voice belonged to. Oh my god. How long has he been following her? She didn¡¯t know she was caught in the first place, but she was scared of him who had been chasing her without her even knowing. She was so afraid that she didn¡¯t dare to shake his hands that covered her eyes, nor did she think of standing up and running away. The man saw Erel, who hardened like a mouse who met a snake, sounded suspicious and hummed, ¡®Hm?¡¯. It was a strangely regrettable tone. Erel realized that if she had yelled and bothered his nerves, she would have died before the scream was over. ¡°I¡¯ll praise you for being nice, but a lady shouldn¡¯t peek into other people¡¯s matters.¡± The tone was mild, but the content was overbearing. The action was very threatening, and his other hand gripped Erel¡¯s thin neck. He then applied a gentle force, forcing Erel to lie face down on the floor. ¡°You¡¯re going to get in trouble for seeing what you shouldn¡¯t have.¡± The man mumbled in a languorous tone, moving his hands aside that were covering her eyes. He stroked her eyelids and nose bridge as if he was enjoying it. Her trembling eyelashes tickled his palms. The touch left the grinning man in thought. ¡°Originally, I would have killed you¡­ I¡¯ll let you off the hook because you¡¯re pretty.¡± What should I do? The man slowly pondered while grasping her pulse fluttering with fear in his hand. Then, as if he realized something, he was amazed. ¡°We seem quite friendly in this position.¡± Erel lying on the floor and the man on top of her pressing her down. If a passerby saw it, they might have mistaken it for engaging in obscene acts on a country road. ¡°The story of getting what you want by throwing your body, I like it a lot.¡± What do you think? The man asked in a chillingly sweet voice as if she had a choice. ¡°You have to answer.¡± Erel was at a loss for words at his sudden suggestion. Then the man pressed again, rubbing her neck with his thumb. ¡°I like people who speak their minds.¡± Of course, if he doesn¡¯t like her opinion, she will die. He looked down at the woman he held with cool eyes. To be honest, she wasn¡¯t the sensual and bold type of woman he usually liked. Of course, she was incomparably pretty, but she looked fragile. Obviously, a beautiful noble lady was not his cup of tea, but she¡¯s indeed strangely tempting, so he agonized for a moment. If she hadn¡¯t smelled unnecessarily good in the first place, he wouldn¡¯t have hesitated. Well, thanks to that, he noticed early on that a woman peeking out of the window. Should I just kill her now? He licked his lips while looking down at the woman with her feet shaking like a rabbit while lying on her face. Originally, she would have been killed immediately, but she wasn¡¯t because of his sheer whim. A tiresome whim, always making him act impulsive and crazy. It sprouted a vexing bud at the woman in front of him. ¡°That¡¯s weird. Why are you¡­ smelling so sweet like this?¡± The man who could not overcome his curiosity bowed his head deeper. Then, like a large feline beast, he buried his face in the back of her neck and sniffed. Every time a sharp nose pierced her hair and brushed over my neck, she felt chills. ¡°It¡¯s a mouth-watering smell. Are you in heat?¡± If I had a dick, you¡¯d probably lick it like a lollipop She felt the intention of insult through the mumbled words. When Erel bit her lips harder in shame, an unlikeable sound rang out. She was pretty annoyed that she needed to keep her mouth shut. It wasn¡¯t very wise to have that man¡¯s favorability to drop, as he is the one who is holding her lifeline. As her eyes were closed, she couldn¡¯t see the man¡¯s name or exact favorability, but it was clear that the situation was bad. ¡°Now, what do you want to do? Will you die honourably like this? Or are you willing to throw yourself in¡­¡­?¡± Unlike his voice, which was as sweet as a bunch of melted chocolate, his fingers tightened wrapped around Erel¡¯s neck. It was clear that her slender neck would break even if he gave it a little more force onto it. ¡°Answer.¡± Her life was finally decided under the short voice. It was clear that the man made up his mind not to wait. It was a luxury to hesitate more here. Erel remembered a man named Jack, who had just been bitten to death by a dog. She had only one choice when she recalled the last terrible scream. ¡°Well, I¡­ I want to live.¡± Chapter 10 ¡°Please, save me.¡± Erel clutched her hands together and courageously begged for mercy. It was a pleading voice, but she said the answer he wanted without crying or beating around the bush. ¡°Good job.¡± At last, a gentle compliment fell from his lips, but she wanted to cry rather than rejoice especially when she thought about what¡¯s about to happen. ¡°Well, keep lying down like that. I¡¯ll get on top of you and go for a ride.¡± It was a command as if he were treating her like a bitch. Erel didn¡¯t have time to feel embarrassed as his hand lifted up her skirt. She could feel the hem of her skirt being completely turned upside down and crumpled onto her upper body. The wind that passed through her exposed lower body was cooling. In the meantime, the well-fitted garter belt under the skirt was released and her underwear was dragged down. Erel was laying with her face down on the ground and the lower half of her milky white body exposed. ¡°How noble and humble.¡± The man judged her shameful appearance in a casual tone. He caressed the back of her thigh with a surprisingly feverish hand, then soon headed to her hips. After massaging her soft white rear a few times, he pushed her legs wide open. ¡°Other places are white, but only here is red. It¡¯s like raspberries.¡± His eyes were so persistent as he stared at her narrow gap, which looked half the width of his member. Erel laid her face down on the floor, bit her lips, and closed her eyes tightly. It was such a shame that she was showing her exposed pussy to a man she had never seen before in such broad daylight. As if to represent her complex feelings, her pussy became tighter. The appearance of a tightly closed bud and a less ripe pomegranate enhanced the man¡¯s appetite. Like a butterfly tempted by a flower, he reached out using his hand, stroked in between her narrow folds, and then flicked his tongue. ¡°Is it because the body is small, it¡¯s small down here as well.¡± It was a very unpleasant voice. Somehow feeling reprimanded, Erel trembled. At that moment, the man unexpectedly put his lips on her rosy pussy. ¡°Wh-What are you doing¡­.!!!¡± ¡°What do you mean? I gotta have a taste before I fuck you.¡± His elegant and dignified speech was so vulgar that she wanted to close her ears. Somehow, in his eyes, Erel seemed to be an appetizer. She felt humiliated for a moment, but soon something with a different body temperature and unfamiliar texture swept through her groin. Erel¡¯s eyes grew bigger due to the touch of his tongue licking the small flesh sticking out of her sensitive pussy. ¡°Wa-Wait a minute¡­ No!!¡± He just touched her, but something shuddered down her spine. His tongue and lips were so hot that they caused a throbbing sensation and a sharp pleasure at the same time. ¡°I am the one deciding whether I will do it or not. So open your legs.¡± The arrogant man stuck out his lips and squeezed his tongue into her narrow entrance. Even though it was just his tongue, there was a lot of pressure as he dug from inside. The tip of his tongue was very strong, striking her as if it was digging out the accumulated love juice. While trying to get between her narrow folds, he rubbed her clit with his upper lip. It was a skillful tongue movement as if he was playing with a female body. Erel felt an unknown heat rising from her lower abdomen. Without knowing, her ass was slightly raised and her pussy pushed wide open in front of his nose. When he noticed this, he removed his lips and laughed. ¡°So sensitive.¡± The man grabbed her hips with both of his hands and pulled her closer. He then put his lips in between her legs, shoved his tongue in and out of her repetitively. The feeling of his tongue exploring through her inside was insanely lewd. He licked her swollen folds gently with his front teeth, then rubbed her clitoris with the tip of his tongue again, which caused her head to turn blank. Without realizing it, her legs began to tremble as her toes stiffened. Is this body particularly sensitive, or is that man special? Even though the situation was genuinely unwelcomed, her body was embarrassingly hot. As if that man¡¯s hot body temperature tainted her. ¡°You¡¯re liking it too much for someone who said that they don¡¯t like it. Perhaps you like to go down in the middle of the street?¡± He was referring to her juices in between her legs as if it was listening to it. His sarcastic words were vicious. Thanks to those words, Erel recalled her forgotten goal. Even if it¡¯s a mountain road where people don¡¯t pass by, she¡¯s laying down with her skirt pulled up while being excited. As a human being who knows shame, she couldn¡¯t raise her head at all. She hid her face that was flushed to the tip of her ears. It was not his intention, but she hid her face and, on the contrary, her hips were raised. ¡°Yes, I¡¯ll treat you well.¡± The man buried his tongue there again as if he was approaching to eat her. His hot tongue curled from the inside, pushed her folds aside, and licked the inside of her inner wall that made her feel as if the tip of his tongue was completely up there. When he touched her swollen clit like he was playing with a toy between his fingers, her climax was on the verge of soaring. ¡°St-Stop¡­Ahhhhhh!!¡± ¡°Are you about to cum?¡± It¡¯s really lewd. As he was mocking her groin, he spread her folds wider with his index finger. He then pushed his tongue into the exposed entrance and was more intense than ever with his movement. At the same time, she couldn¡¯t bear any more of her clit being rubbed and touched. ¡°Cum, quickly.¡± As if to obey his orders, her legs wobbled. A sense of explosion struck her as her insides tightened and twitched. ¡°Hnggg!!¡± Erel scratched the floor of the forest while her hands were clenched tightly against it. The climax caused her dizziness and bright lights flashed in front of her eyes. It was an incredibly intense climax. Her arms and legs were so weak that she could no longer lie down. Erel laid there as if she had fallen to the side. There were tears that flowed down to her cheeks, she was flushed from the lingering aftermath of that climax. ¡°You must have liked it. Your face is so red. It¡¯s a good time to devour you.¡± Like a predator who is about to eat dinner, a languid voice fell above her head. Suddenly, there was the rustling of stiff cloth and the loosening of pants. She wondered whether she would end up doing it on the street, with a man she doesn¡¯t even know. Even if it wasn¡¯t her body, she felt miserable. Maybe that¡¯s why. Her eyelids, which she had been closing tightly because of fear, opened on their own accord. She was just in time to see the man hovered over her. Thanks to that, their eyes met for a fleeting second. His face was so intense and beautiful that it seemed like she would be blinded for a moment. Erel had even forgotten the sense of crisis and stared blankly at his face. This is probably what the devil, which used to possess humans, would look like when it crawled on the ground. Because of that, her eyes became dizzy, and she almost missed his information. [Barkan Harmash: Current favorability: -10] Erel, who looked through the system window breathlessly, was puzzled. She thought he would be hostile, but the figure was negative. At this point, there was no sign of humanity from him at all, let alone a good feeling. Meanwhile, her brain managed to trace Raeyeon¡¯s old memories. Barkan? I¡¯m sure it¡¯s a memorable name. Where did I see that? Erel was heartbroken, but now was not the time to stumble leisurely over old memories. There was a predator on top of her and she doesn¡¯t know when he is gonna bite. But it was a very strange sight, he was also surprised that he played with Erel while he was the one pouring out obscene words. His golden eyes, which seemed to be relaxed even when death was imminent, were nailed to Erel widely as if he was faced with something that could not exist in this world. ¡°You¡¯re ¡­..¡± Erel gazed at his pupils as if she were drawn to it. She couldn¡¯t take her eyes off him as though they were the only two people left in the world. It didn¡¯t last very long though because the voice of her coachman looking for her resonated from afar. ¡°Lady, where are you? Miss Erel!¡± As soon as she heard this, she hurriedly tried to lower the hem. She couldn¡¯t bring herself to be caught in this mess of a man. However, when she was blocked by the man¡¯s body that wouldn¡¯t budge, she looked at him pleadingly with her eyes. When the instant silence broke, the man¡¯s eyes, which had always been stiff, lingered. His expressionless face still had minimal signs of shock. ¡°¡­.. I didn¡¯t expect this.¡± Erel wondered why he was doing that. She wondered if the unexpected word was meant for the coachman or something else. But now there was an even more pressing matter. ¡°Erel, my baby! Please answer me!!¡± Oh my god, her mother was looking for herself too! Realizing that Louisa¡¯s anxious voice was heard from a short distance, she forgot about the scary situation for a moment. Chapter 11 If this situation continues, Louisa and the coachman could die together. But, unfortunately, the man in front of her had a cruel hand that could do exactly that. Erel wanted to stop it somehow, so she hurriedly knelt on her knees and begged, all the while grabbing the man¡¯s collar that was in front of her. ¡°Please, I swear I won¡¯t tell anyone what I saw today. So let me go.¡± Of course, there was no chance that the man would listen to her plea. The first man he killed was begging with his hands, pleading for his life, just like her, but he ended up being dog food. It was easy to kill two women and a servant on such a deserted mountain road. Knowing this well, Erel had no choice but to cling to him desperately and begged him. But, unfortunately, there was nothing else she could do. ¡°If I let you go.¡± ¡°What?¡± ¡°If I let you go, what will you do for me?¡± The man who regained his original cynical smile asked. When asked unexpectedly, Erel stood in a daze for a moment and carefully opened her mouth. ¡°Money¡­..¡± ¡°Do I seem like I have no money?¡± Erel¡¯s shaky eyes scanned his luxurious suit, diamond cuffs on his wrist, and a heavy gold ring on his finger. To be honest, he looked richer than her noble self. ¡°W-Well then what¡­.¡± ¡°Do I have to say that? It¡¯s a sad suggestion.¡± ¡°I¡¯ll write a deed if you want, so if I send it to you¡­¡­.¡± ¡°Do you want me to use it as a kindling?¡± It was a genuine dilemma. Louisa¡¯s voice got closer and closer, but the man in front of her didn¡¯t know how to back down like a barrier made of ice. Not knowing what to do, Erel looked at him and soon realised. He was toying with her now. He looked down at her, who was touching his chest with a bitter smile. He was enjoying her desperation and earnest plea as a snack. He didn¡¯t want to let her go from the beginning. As soon as she realised this, her restless heart was broken helplessly. In particular, the negative level of favorability shown in red on the back of his head was even more frustrating. ¡°¡­.Please.¡± Her hand, which was holding his collar, slowly loosened. Tears welled up in her eyes in anticipation of the future tragedy. ¡°Don¡¯t hurt anyone else. If you¡¯re going to kill, just kill me only¡­¡­.¡± She never thought she would do him this favour. It would be much simpler to clean up a piece of a dead body than to clean up three pieces, and there would be no trouble. ¡°Who¡¯s going to kill you?¡± The man¡¯s answer to my ears was unexpected. Surprised, Erel reflexively raised her head and asked again. ¡°What?¡± ¡°What a load of nonsense. Why would I kill you?¡± The man who laughed as if it were absurd, spitted out coldly. She was agitated by his words that he wouldn¡¯t kill her. She had heard it once again, even though she knew it was a trick. ¡°I was prepared to die¡­¡­.¡± The man squinted his eyes and repeated what Erel had just said. He stared at her with his eyelashes that fluttered like red butterflies and smiled slowly. ¡°So now, your life is mine.¡± ¡­¡­ What¡¯s wrong with the story? Erel was bewildered by his pace, which was like a blink of an eye. She thought she should do it now if she was going to refute it, but she was too scared of him to protest. ¡°My sweetheart, where are you? Please answer me¡­.¡± It was then, Louisa¡¯s crying voice was heard right by the corner. Her heart thumped and sank at the voice that was getting closer to them. She was afraid that Louisa wouldn¡¯t have the luck of bumping into this man and surviving. Erel looked up at him with her eyes filled with fear, he then smiled unexpectedly and turned her shoulder. ¡°Go.¡± The word she longed for fell from his lips. Despite finally being granted permission, Erel could not take a step. Are you really letting me go? Somehow, she went and naively said that she was going, but it terrified her that she might be backstabbed by a knife unknowingly. ¡°I told you to go. So, go.¡± Looking back, shaking, she saw the man¡¯s face was still smiling brightly. Of course, he was a man who would laugh like that even when he stabbed others in the back, but now she has no other choice but to believe what he says. ¡°M-Mother! I am here.¡± Before Louisa came around the corner, Erel quickly ran. Fortunately, there was nothing that flew at her back to stab her. ¡°My baby!¡± There was joy on Louisa¡¯s face when she found Erel running. She had always walked with noble-like steps, but now she took off with her two feet and jumped. She swept her daughter¡¯s back frantically, holding her in her arms and checking her daughter¡¯s safety. ¡°Oh, my God, Lord. Thank you, thank you very much¡­¡­!¡± Louisa¡¯s face brightened up when she realized Erel was fine and unharmed. Tears of relief and resentment, however, soon melted down. ¡°You wicked little shrew! Do you have any idea how worried I was?¡± ¡°I¡¯m sorry, Mother.¡± ¡°Why¡¯s a sick kid walking around, wandering around! You didn¡¯t know it was dangerous. I thought my heart was going to stop if something would have happened.¡± Louisa sobbed and slapped Erel¡¯s forearm, but even with the beating, it didn¡¯t hurt at all, but her train of thought was rather heartbreaking. What if Louisa was like Raeyeon¡¯s real parents? They would probably go home and say, ¡°I¡¯m glad you left on your own,¡± without looking for their own daughter even if she disappeared. Even if Raeyeon somehow went back home, they would have a serious look asking why she came back. It was the first time in my life that she had received such affection. So even though she knew it wasn¡¯t her own, the warm arms felt particularly special. ¡°I¡¯m so sorry to have worried you. You didn¡¯t come back, so I went out to find you and¡­¡­¡± Erel was almost speechless and sobbing. When she recalled what she had experienced and endured thus far, tears leaked out of her mouth. ¡°We¡¯ve both come back safely, so that¡¯s enough. Why are you crying like a fool? It will hurt your pretty face.¡± Seeing her sobbing daughter, Louisa stopped reprimanding her and wiped her face affectionately. The love handed down from her fingertips was overflowing, so her tears stopped. ¡°Shh, don¡¯t cry, my princess. Let¡¯s go home now.¡± ¡°Yes, let¡¯s go back together, Mother.¡± Erel smiled with a red face and wiped her tears away. She was glad that Louisa was okay and that she was truly glad to be able to ride home with her. However, she couldn¡¯t help but feel a little heavy inside. It was because of the man¡¯s face as if it were engraved in her mind. You can¡¯t let me go like this. Instinct whispered like a warning, but Erel tried to ignore the voice. Even if the carriage heading home rattled as it did earlier, she didn¡¯t get motion sickness. She just appreciated the fact that every time the wheels moved, she was further away from this nightmare place and from that scary man. In the carriage returning home, Erel asked as she suddenly became curious. ¡°Mother, may I ask what took you so long at the pharmacy?¡± ¡°I don¡¯t even want to talk about it, dear.¡± Louisa, who recalled what she had gone through belatedly, was resentful. She also had her reasons for being late. Of course, she didn¡¯t encounter a cannibal monster like a Kitan on her way. She and the coachman headed to the right path, where there was really a pharmacy. Seeing the sudden rush of Louisa and the coachman, the pharmacist was very flustered. He dragged their time to find the right products. Even so, Louisa and the coachman, who were frustrated by this, still refused to leave the place. As if there¡¯s something they shouldn¡¯t see. ¡°What a strange man! Your behaviour was suspicious.¡± Louisa exploded into anger, saying it was obvious that he was smuggling. She felt very anxious about her daughter, who was left alone in the carriage. She couldn¡¯t do this or that because the pharmacist acted as if he would pick up the goods right away. ¡°Someone would think I was out there, asking for gold. It¡¯s ridiculous!¡± Louisa said she would file a complaint with the police as soon as she returned to the mansion. After hearing this, Erel let out a sigh as she thought she knew what the pharmacist was trying to hide. You must be working with him. Perhaps the pharmacist is one of his subordinates working under him. Therefore, he must have bided his time desperately because he was afraid that Louisa would find him working in a nearby warehouse. Erel didn¡¯t know any of this, so she went out of the wagon and ran into him. The face was smiling meaningfully as he let her go. So it was even scarier. Erel, who was out of her element, leaned back and closed her eyes. Her motion sickness didn¡¯t recur, but she wanted to get that scary memory out of her head. ¡°Yes. You must be tired. Close your eyes, sweetheart.¡± Louisa patted her shoulder with a friendly hand beside her. As she focused on her soft touch, her mind was relieved a little, and she felt drowsy. Erel yawned and fell asleep shortly afterwards. So she didn¡¯t notice the cold and sharp gaze that followed behind the carriage. ¡°Are you going to let her go?¡± His henchmen looked at Erel¡¯s distant wagon and asked. The red-haired man, Barkan, smiled bitterly and directed with his fingertips. ¡°No. Go after her.¡± Chapter 12 Barkan¡¯s loyal subordinate nodded obediently. He was reluctant to kill a woman who looked so harmless, but he couldn¡¯t help it. His boss wasn¡¯t soft enough to let a witness live. ¡°Find her house and send flowers to the woman.¡± ¡°Yes, flowers under the name¡­ yes?¡± Did he mishear him? Not an assassin, but to send flowers? The subordinate raised his head in surprise when he unintentionally bowed down. ¡°Yeah. Something as big and fancy as anyone could ever imagine.¡± Unfortunately, Barkan was more genuine than ever. He looked down at his subordinate¡¯s bewildered face and smiled, emphasizing it again and again. ¡°Do what I tell you to do.¡± Having said that, he will make it so that she will never be neglected. He thought at least she deserved that much. She is a woman who is only alive because of her confidence, but she deserves it. ¡°¡­¡­I accept your orders.¡± As he stared at his subordinate¡¯s back as he disappeared from his sight, he pulled out a cigar and thought, I didn¡¯t really need a lighter to light a fire. He just needed to put his long index fingertips on the cigar, and the flames flared up from his finger. ¡°Whoo.¡± As he inhaled the smoke deep into his lungs, he felt his senses becoming a little dull, and his head becomes hazy. The unique pain of being a Masaka, which melts the bones and flesh, seemed to soften a little. At the beginning of the year, when the man smoked the cigar, it was like poison for an ordinary person, but it was just a mild painkiller to him. His life, which was soaked in medicine and alcohol, finally had a ray of sunlight. I never thought I would find a receiver in a place like this. As he exhaled for a long time, he remembered the woman who was as frightened as his scattering of cigar smoke. No wonder he didn¡¯t want to kill her from the moment he first saw her. He almost made a mistake. Receiver, the one that could give life. The only one who can relieve the pain of the powerful force of a Masaka. So¡­ it is a treasure that every Masaka desires to own. A Receiver was not something he could easily get just because he wanted to have it but he didn¡¯t know he would get a treasure in a garbage place like this. I couldn¡¯t find it because she was hiding in the countryside. He was really lucky. Barkan licked his lips slowly and recalled about the poor beauty who had innocently crawled into the beast¡¯s den with her own two feet. There¡¯s something he hasn¡¯t gotten from her yet. When he recalled the ecstasy of her white flesh, he was very tempted. His taste has always been more like kidnapping and committing than saving the princess. **** After Erel returned home, she was not feeling well for a while. It could be an aftereffect of motion sickness, or it could have been cold because she wandered outside for a long time. But the cause was a totally different matter. The red-haired man she saw in her dreams. In fact, he was more dangerous and unpredictable. The encounter with the man shocked Erel in many ways. Harmash, it was his last name. Then he must be a Masaka. Masaka was the only one who could use the last name ¡®Harmash¡¯ in the game¡¯s worldview ¡®Salvation¡¯. Humans worshipped Masaka, as they are the only creature capable of defeating the cannibalized monster, Kitan. They were a special race who received transcendent power from the God Hashiba. The surname ¡®Harmash¡¯, which followed them, also meant ¡®Child of the God.¡¯ However, if the light is strong, the shadow is that much darker. Masaka possessed the morals to kill Kitan. They were full of life obsessions, but they were also humans that suffered from their own strength. In particular, the stronger the Masaka is, the more severe pain is inflicted, the more exhausted their body and mind are. Because of this, the players capture the fallen Masakas and save them from pain. That was the basic favorability system of the game ¡®Salvation¡¯. But I can¡¯t¡­¡­ Erel sighed deeply. The now possessed body was nothing but an unfamiliar supporting character called ¡®Erel Elorence¡¯. So there was no ¡°special¡± ability to save the mad Masakas. Barkan. It seems like a name I¡¯ve heard of. She remembered the moment she looked straight at the man and checked his name. Barkan Harmash. Of the many target characters in ¡®Salvation¡¯, contrary to expectation, he is the villain who appears in the dark finale. You destroyed a kingdom. She had mixed feelings as she recalled his background. A bloodless, tearless monster who has burned and killed all the royal families and their loyalists in the palace. He wasn¡¯t her cup of tea, to be honest. The terrible villain who is so evil from the bottom of his bones, without any conscience, and no sense of guilt. What she liked were the characters who had a good personality, friendly, yet have a painful story. Because of her taste, she didn¡¯t touch any stories related to Barkan. After all, the worldview of Salvation is vast, and there were countless characters to capture, even if she excluded Barkan. If I knew this was going to happen, I would have paid more attention to the story. It¡¯s already too late to regret it. She came into ¡®Salvation¡¯, and of course, she met with Barkan Harmash, out of many other characters. How nice would it be if she completely forgot about him. His sturdy body that was still weighing on her, and the hot and forceful grip of his hand holding her neck, vividly came to her mind. Erel curled up under the covers as she bit her lips and covered her ears. Would it have been better if she had a healthy body? Her body condition, which had been bad because of her anxiety, seemed to be getting worse. ¡°.. Rel, Erel!!¡± It was then the door suddenly opened and someone barged in. ¡°What¡¯s going on, brother?¡± Erel was surprised and stuck her head out of the blanket. She was relieved to see that the person was Michael. But unlike Erel, who is pleased, Michael¡¯s expression was not very bright. ¡°Why didn¡¯t you answer me? Do you know how many times I called you?¡± In his rigid face, Erel felt something was wrong. ¡°I didn¡¯t hear you. Is there something wrong?¡± ¡°Of course there is.¡± Michael frowned and gave an immediate answer. He nodded to Erel as if telling her to follow him. ¡°Come on out. I think you should see it for yourself.¡± Erel was puzzled but followed him down into the yard. The air in the mansion was already strange before she could go down the stairs. Elorence¡¯s employees were seen gathering in groups, looking surprised or had a bewildered tone. When Michael and Erel appeared, they scattered as if they had rehearsed this. ¡°Look at that.¡± Arriving at the front door, Michael pointed to the front yard over the open door. Erel¡¯s eyes, which were puzzled at first because she didn¡¯t know why, soon opened widely. ¡°That¡­What is that all about?¡± It was a huge flower wagon that blocked the huge front door of the mansion. Not just one, but at least ten flower wagons were blocking the front door. Lilies? So that¡¯s what happened. The flower, which was filled to the brim in every wagon, was a white lily. It was a flower with a powerful scent, and she couldn¡¯t breathe because there were so many of them. ¡°Do you see that, Erel?¡± Michael pointed somewhere, shook her shoulder and stood blankly. ¡°The writing on the wagon¡­¡­.¡± She did as he said. As she looked closely, blood-red roses were densely inserted in the middle of each pile of white lilies, embroidered one by one. ¡°Bar¡­k¡­an¡­.Har..ma..sh..¡± Michael read the inscriptions on the wagon in a trembling voice instead of her. Then a pink-haired man standing next to the wagon approached and greeted him as if he had waited. ¡°This is a special gift from my master for the Lady of Elorence. Please accept it.¡± Unlike his cherry blossom-like hair, the man¡¯s face was expressionless. Dressed all over in black robes, he looked like a man at a funeral. It was even more so because of the white lilies spread behind his back. Erel looked at him unconsciously, and their eyes met in the air. Thanks to that, she was able to read the simple information from the calm-looking man¡¯s light green eyes. [Cellos Azelika: Favorability 41] Unexpectedly, the henchman sent by Barkan, Cellos showed quite a high favorability towards her. Of course, there was a good reason for all that. I feel sorry for her. Cellos have been working for Barkan for quite some time. Therefore, he was well aware of the end of things that attracted his master¡¯s attention. Broken or destroyed. He wondered what kind of side Erel Elorence would be in front of him and sympathized with her. Of course, he didn¡¯t show off with strong professionalism. ¡°Are those gifts for my sister? Flowers like that for funerals?¡± Michael, who had gritted his teeth and picked him up from his side. His shocked face was seething with a sense of duty to protect his sister. ¡°Who would even engrave their name on a gift to someone?! It is not even the recipient¡¯s name!¡± Cellos replied without batting an eyelid. Of course, Michael was even more resentful of the dull response. ¡°How dare you send such an eye-catching gift to the front of the mansion in a fuss? Do you really think we don¡¯t know the impure intentions?¡± That remark belatedly enlightened Erel. This whole thing was a well-organized trap from the start. It was certainly Barkan¡¯s intention to send a series of eye-catching flower wagons or to engrave his name, not Erel. This was a declaration of war. It was an open death sentence. He intended to inform the whole place of his spotted prey. Don¡¯t even dare to steal her amidst his incursion. Chapter 13 You¡¯re not going to leave me alone. She felt dizzy from the sight of him. The alertness that her home and identity were discovered, and his arrogant declaration of war, scared Erel. ¡°Rel, what the hell happened?¡± Michael, who was staring at Cellos¡¯s pink hair, lowered his voice and questioned her. ¡°Barkan Harmash, he¡¯s the Masaka of the Kingdom! But how did he know you existed¡­¡± She really wanted to know, too. Why the hell is Barkan doing this? If it was about the murder witnessed that day, it would be easier just to send an assassin to kill her during the night. He was a Masaka with strong powers, so he would have handled things neatly even if he came himself. However, she couldn¡¯t figure out what caused him to send the flower wagon. It was as if he was courting her himself. Erel was in turmoil. The mission quest window, which had never budged, rang. [Update Mission Quest, ¡®Stop Destruction¡¯: Achieve Barkan Harmash¡¯s favorability of over 80.] ¡­What? Erel did a double-take, but the contents of the updated quest remained the same. Thanks to that information, she briefly panicked. The encounter with Barkan was like a short and intense horror movie. She¡¯ll endure it once, but she doesn¡¯t want to repeat it twice or three times. She had to keep her attention on him and increase his negative affinity to 80? What does that have to do with preventing her own destruction? Erel stood there blank in bewilderment. Suddenly, a grievous cry came from somewhere. ¡°¡­..Ah, No!!¡± She was surprised and turned her head around, Louisa looked blue as if she was about to collapse. Her wide-open eyes were pinned to the flower wagons all over her front porch. ¡°You can¡¯t do this. This is going to be a nightmare.¡± ¡°Mother! what¡¯s wrong?¡± It also surprised Erel to see Louisa seemed in such a state. Her reaction was unusual, but she was a mother who cared so much for her daughter that it was natural to be surprised at the fuss. ¡°Wait a minute, Mother. This is ¡­ so ¡­¡± Even in the midst of this bewilderment, Erel spoke to reassure Louisa. However, Louisa¡¯s complexion became paler and her eyes eventually turned upside down. ¡°Mother!¡± Erel reached out in a hurry to prevent Louisa from collapsing on the cold marble floor, but before that, a blunt-looking man appeared out of nowhere and supported Louisa. Erel looked up at the man and was clumsily stopped by him. The platinum-blond haired man was so dazzling, he soaked in light. He touched Louisa¡¯s neck to check her pulse, and he looked at ease. He then turned his head and stared at Erel with deep blue eyes. ¡°Rel, sweetheart.¡± Unlike his cold impression, his voice was very sweet. The man was Erel and Michael¡¯s biological father, Count Calbert Elorence. ¡°I heard the news just as I was coming back from the border.¡± Calbert, who had traveled a long way for his youngest daughter, was in a deeply pensive mood. His blue eyes, which resemble Erel¡¯s, slowly scanned the front yard. The name ¡®Barkan Harmash¡¯ on the flower wagon, to be exact. ¡°Please be honest with this father.¡± ¡°W-what?¡± Erel asked steadily, even though her head felt empty during the disturbance. Then Calbert¡¯s bloodless face grimly asked his youngest daughter. ¡°Has the Masaka ever caught you? Also, the fact that you¡¯re a¡­¡­ Receiver.¡± ¡°What? What do you mean¡­¡­?¡± I¡¯m a Receiver? His little question mortified Erel. She looked up at her father in case it was a poor joke, but he didn¡¯t possess the personality to say anything offensive. Receiver, a mate for the Masaka, is a being that neutralizes their pain and calms their seething power. According to mythology, God Hashiba created Masaka to prevent humankind from being eaten by Kitan. However, Masaka suffered a lot because of the heavy burden that is too much for the human body to handle. It is said that God felt sorry for this and made a special receiver as a mate for them. However, there are fewer Receivers than the precious Masaka. Because of this, most Masakas are desperately searching for a Receiver, just like an addict in search of their fix. But the fact that she is a ¡®Receiver¡¯ in the unbelievable reality she is facing, struck quite a blow to her consciousness. No way. I¡¯m sure I¡¯m nothing but a supporting character..¡­. At this time, Michael was beside her and muttered angrily. ¡°You fucked with a Masaka.¡± T/N: a simple theory is that to relieve their pain is by fucking, but not confirmed. His deep voice was full of conviction. ¡°It was only last week that you were picked at God¡¯s temple! I can¡¯t believe that you had already peeked in and got yourself tangled..!!¡± Only then did Erel fully realized what she had known. What Michael mentioned the other day was the ¡°bolt from the blue¡± that happened to her. T/N: ¡°bolt from the blue¡± was referenced in chapter 6 but it didn¡¯t make much sense at that time when I was translating so I rephrased it. the sentence from that chapter is, ¡°Of course. It¡¯s been a while since you experienced such a thing out of nowhere.¡± Their family went to the temple last week, and Erel Elorence was probably picked up from there. As a receiver for the Masaka. Alas. Only then could Raeyeon understand everything. Michael, who has been strangely looking at his sister. Louisa, who was anxious when her daughter disappeared even for a moment. Lastly, Barkan, who was merciless, had let her live. All of this was because Erel Elorence is a Receiver. He knew it from the beginning. That day, Barkan didn¡¯t let her live for anything. Perhaps from the time they made eye contact, he noticed the fact that she¡¯s a Receiver. It was foolish to want him to forget about her without knowing that. A Receiver was a Masaka¡¯s spare life, he could never let it go. ¡°I¡¯ll see you again. Erel Elorence, precious Receiver.¡± Just in time, Barkan¡¯s subordinate Cellos bowed his head. Erel was at a loss as she heard a clear greeting as if to put an end to all this confusion. All that was left were the lilies in the black wagons that filled the front yard. The flowers swaying in the wind were as ominous as ghosts waving their pale hands. As she looked at it, her eyes became blurred. It was clear that her body that had been suffering from stress had finally reached its limit. She had such a weak body, but she¡¯s a Receiver that had to accept Masaka¡¯s spirit of death. The Masaka that took her was the most powerful and evil figure in the kingdom. When she recalled his face, it was like a poisonous poppy flower. She felt as if her head was spinning. ¡°Erel, what¡¯s wrong? Wake up!¡± Michael¡¯s embarrassing shouts scattered meaninglessly in the air, like the scene of the Elorence family shattered by just one flower sent by Barkan. *** When she opened her eyes again, she was in a dream. She blinked and looked around through the interior of the antique mansion. She let out an enormous sigh. Here we go again. It was a familiar place. Erel¡¯s house, the largest and most beautiful living room of Count Elorence. She can¡¯t get out of the game even in a dream. One good thing was that now she is back to the point of view of herself as Raeyeon, not Erel Elorence. The reason Raeyeon could realize this was simple. It was because she saw a familiar face as she looked around casually. Huh? It was Erel Elorence, the owner of the body she was in. Raeyeon approached her with a vague welcome, but she seemed to be invisible to Erel. Raeyeon tilted her head but watched her with curious eyes. Blue eyes surrounded by pale eyelashes were just as pretty as jewels. In particular, her profile that came down to the forehead, the bridge of the nose, and lips were as delicate as if it was drawn. But the beautiful face was distorted with despair and fear, and could not shine properly. ¡°H-how could you¡­ do such terrible things?¡± Sitting on the floor covered with blood, Erel seemed to have lost the will to stand up. Her eyes were shaking and her lips were stiff. She raised her head in absolute devastation. ¡°Why on earth? Why¡­¡­?¡± A faint question rang through the air. The despair in her voice was as clear as it could be grasped. As she listened to her, Raeyeon felt goosebumps. What? Why are your dreams so vivid today? She was a little different from usual. It wasn¡¯t the hazy dream she had every time as if she was wandering in the mist. The ones where she wouldn¡¯t remember well upon waking up. Raeyeon was actually present in the scene. Thanks to this, she could see and hear clearly with her senses. A blood-stained and ominous future for poor Erel Elorence. ¡°Well, why did I do that?¡± It was then that a man born out of her despair emerged with an overwhelming presence. Raeyeon¡¯s eyes widened when she saw the face that was fascinating and intense as if the god of war had descended. Barkan Harmash. Even in the middle of the living room of the Elorence family, he looked as peaceful as the owner. The face was slightly smiling in contrast to Erel¡¯s blue face, which made him even more unrealistic. The moment she saw it, she realized this dream was to show her something very important. Chapter 14 TW: murder, deaths of family members, manipulation from the murderer What kind of relationship does Barkan Harmash have with her? Raeyeon focused on the situation in front of her eyes to find out. ¡°Why did you do that? Don¡¯t tell me you don¡¯t know why.¡± Barkan smiled as he perched on the sofa in bloody clothes. He relaxed on the sofa with his legs crossed and picked one of the reasons for what he did based on a rhythm. ¡°First, you refused my proposal, insulted me as a hoodlum and I was even beaten at your doorstep. You said I¡¯m a parasite that sucks on your vitality.¡± At this point, an ordinary person would pull their sword and feel sorry for Barkan. But, instead, she looked down at Erel, kneeling at his feet and wiping the blood from his hand. ¡°I¡¯m a person who can be hurt too, Miss Erel. Unfortunately, people seem to forget that fact often.¡± The appealing face, with the corner of his eyes slightly lowered, was distraught. He looked surprisingly terrible. Especially given that it was Erel¡¯s family he had just slaughtered. ¡°Ahh..¡± Erel¡¯s eyes broke into pieces as she looked at the bodies scattered on the floor. Her father Calbert, loving mother Louisa, and meticulous but affectionate brother Michael. Unfortunately, the bloody people couldn¡¯t hug or comfort Erel as warmly as before. ¡°That¡¯s why you should have accepted me. You know that a Masaka without a Receiver goes crazy easily.¡± Barkan shrugged his shoulders as if he was sorry, smiled grimly, and laughed. It was like a naughty boy caught playing a little prank. Her body trembled in a seizure-like state when she looked up at the face that couldn¡¯t find any guilt. She then crumbled to the floor and fell into pieces. ¡°Ah, Ahhhhh¡­..heungg¡­.no¡­!!!¡± Erel was so shocked that she couldn¡¯t even cry properly. All of this was due to her weak self. She hid behind her family¡¯s words that they would protect her. As always, she did nothing and waited for the problem to solve itself, acting like a child. The result was this. Her family confronted and did not surrender their precious daughter to the strongest Masaka in the kingdom. And as a result, each and every single one of them was slaughtered by his hands. ¡°Father¡­Mother¡­Brother¡­¡± It was as though she killed them herself. Erel grabbed the corpse of her family member and broke into a cry with her dry throat. She couldn¡¯t even cry properly as hot regrets burned her throat. She was engulfed by awful self-loathing. ¡°Why are you crying? It is breaking my heart.¡± Barkan had personally approached her and comforted her gruesomely. He then knelt romantically on the blood-stained floor and forcefully grabbing Erel¡¯s hand that was twitching in fear. ¡°Erel Elorence, you are my precious Receiver.¡± With a sweet expression like a man in love, he sweetened his lips. He then reached out his bloody hand and caressed Erel¡¯s teary face with love. ¡°Everyone who interferes with us is now gone. So you¡¯re going to accept my proposal this time, right?¡± The whispering man¡¯s eyes gleamed with frenzy. *** T/N: TW ends here. ¡°Heuk, Heuk¡­!!¡± Waking up from the nightmare, she stood up. An abundance of platinum hair flowed down in front of her shoulder like a cloud, and she realised that she had returned to Erel¡¯s body. It was an overly vivid dream. She still didn¡¯t know whether the goosebumps on her arms and neck would subside. It¡¯s not just a dream. She could feel it instinctively. What she just saw was what really happened to Erel Elorence. Precisely, it will become the future when if she refused Barkan Harmash¡¯s proposal. Thanks to that, Erel grabbed the last piece of the puzzle that had not been put together before. Why Erel Elorence, whose name was also unfamiliar, was associated with the precious Receiver and how she was associated with a big shot like Barkan. Now I know. Erel is a special supporting character in the Barkan-related favourability story. At first, this game only gave a rough overview of the character. When the favorability was raised to a certain level, the special story related to the character was released. Things like what past this character is hiding and why it became its current character. However, Raeyeon was not interested in Barkan when she played Salvation. That¡¯s why she didn¡¯t recognise him at first sight. It was his bloody character setting background that made Raeyeon especially disenchanted. [Masaka of fire, Barkan Hamash. Of cruel nature, he is the unknown head of the Dark Family. He murdered his first wife and annihilated her family.] Upon reading his description, she immediately gave up on him. She didn¡¯t like it at all, so of course, she didn¡¯t know anything about the special story about Barkan. So naturally, therefore, she didn¡¯t notice the connection between Erel and him. She could tell through a kind of recurring nightmare aiding her that his poor first wife, whose family was exterminated, was probably¡­¡­. It was Erel Elorence. Maybe that¡¯s why. The reason why the mission quests were updated out of the blue is. You want me to raise Barkan¡¯s favorability by 80? Is that so that she can avoid the catastrophe imposed on her? Thinking so, she got goosebumps all over her body. But there was something else that was even creepier. It was the moment when Raeyeon was about to wake up from this scary dream. Then, someone whispered in her ear, in a faint, dying voice. Please protect them. That must have been Erel¡¯s voice. But, unfortunately, she had already borrowed her body several times, so she couldn¡¯t understand it at first. What should she do? Raeyeon shot up in a daze. She feels like she is caught in a trap that she can¡¯t escape without knowing. No matter how hard she struggled, she was destined to be involved with Barkan from the beginning, and she wanted to let go of everything. Creak- For a moment, she heard the sound of the door opening. The bright light that came through the cracks wrapped around her warmly. ¡°Rel, are you awake?¡± The first thing she saw in the light was Michael¡¯s simple physique. His face which was dark because of the backlight, became bright the moment he saw Erel. ¡°You¡¯ve come to your senses!¡± At the same time, as he let out a relieved face, someone rushed in from the back. ¡°Rel, my baby!¡± Louisa¡¯s warm hands hugged her tightly. She kept stroking her hair and cheeks, and she didn¡¯t know what to do. ¡°You were scared, weren¡¯t you?¡± Don¡¯t worry. I¡¯ll protect my daughter with my own hands somehow.¡± ¡°¡­¡­Mother.¡± Erel blinked as she was held by Lousia. Then, when she turned her head casually, she could see Calbert¡¯s face looking worriedly from the side through the gap by the door. ¡°Are you feeling well? Aren¡¯t you hungry?¡± She bit her lip tightly to Louisa¡¯s loving question. How can she not like them? She knew the person they love was Erel Elorence, not Lee Raeyeon. She wanted to protect her family if she could, regardless. In her dream, Erel cried desperately while holding the corpse of her family. Perhaps because she was connected through her body, Raeyeon could clearly feel the sad loss and heartbreaking sorrow as if it were her own. Erel regretted her weakness for failing to protect them. She asked Raeyeon again and again to protect them. Recalling the pitiful voice, Raeyeon seemed to know. In what way can she move forward?¡­. Let¡¯s survive and¡­ Let¡¯s save the family. This was not a decision made simply because of the mission quest. Instead, she recalled their miserable bodies in her nightmares. The blood-stained and hardened faces that couldn¡¯t even close their eyes properly. They were worried about the safety of Erel, the youngest, who they couldn¡¯t keep at the end. It was a pity that she took over the body of Erel, which they cherished so much. But what can she do? It already happened. Raeyeon did not intend to let go of her hand. We¡¯ve got to do what we can do now. Protecting her precious family in exchange for renting Erel¡¯s body. In order to ensure their safety, she had to be cautious from now on. No one knew what kind of ending she would draw with every little choice she made. *** The sunny afternoon was mild. Erel glanced under the balcony. She saw servants of the Elorence family busily moving back and forth in the corner of the garden. ¡°Oh my God, why are there so many flowers? My nose is going to fall off.¡± ¡°No matter how much I wash the smell on my clothes, it won¡¯t come off.¡± The servants¡¯ complaints reached the table on the third floor. They were removing the withered lilies from the cart and disposing of them. However, the amount carried in the flower cart was so overwhelming that there was no end in sight. Barkan Harmash. Even among the lilies with their heads bent, the red roses embroidered with his name were still so vivid. She frowned at the ominous colour. As she kept an eye on the garden, the person sitting opposite her asked in a sharp tone. ¡°Are you okay, Rel? You¡¯ve been looking a little strange for a while.¡± At first glance, she seemed worried, but she was displeased. As she lifted her head, dragged by her sharp accent, she saw a beauty with bronze hair in a gorgeous dress. ¡°Are you listening to me?¡± Beatrice Summer Alberrum Russell. Coming in like an uninvited guest on a leisurely afternoon, she is the best friend of Erel Elorence. Chapter 15 She felt dissatisfied with Erel¡¯s attitude of not paying attention to her. Erel noticed this, lowered her eyes and apologized gently. ¡°Sorry, my mind was a bit preoccupied. Thank you for coming today, Beatrice.¡± She had to act as though nothing was amiss in front of her friend. Otherwise, Beatrice being Erel¡¯s best friend, would certainly catch on that something was wrong. ¡°Hey, what do you say when you¡¯re sorry between friends?¡± Luckily, Beatrice seemed satisfied with her soulless answer. Erel looked awkwardly at her amethyst-like purple eyes. Didn¡¯t she say that they were friends since childhood? Beatrice customarily visits the Elorence mansion without notification. When she was suddenly notified about her visit, Erel panicked. What should I do? She wanted to avoid her friend, but she couldn¡¯t just tell Beatrice to return. If she did, it would be even more strange of her. In front of Beatrice, she was worried she wouldn¡¯t be able to properly act as ¡®Erel Elorence.¡¯ But once she encountered her friend, she made up her mind to greet her. ¡°Hello, Rel? How have you been?¡± However, all these troubles disappeared as soon as she saw Beatrice¡¯s face. To be precise, right after confirming her favorability status. [Beatrice Russell: Current Favorability 19] ¡­.Didn¡¯t she say she was a close friend? The first time she saw Barkan¡¯s subordinate, Cellos, it was over 40. Erel glanced over Beatrice¡¯s pretty face and pondered. No matter how many times she looked at it, the shocking number of ¡®19 favorability¡¯ was the same. ¡°I missed you, hun. How long has it been?¡± However, Beatrice¡¯s big smile towards Erel seemed rather fixed. She naturally passed by Erel and sat down at the tea-table prepared on the balcony. She then asked after putting a mint macaroon into her mouth. ¡°Have you been to the temple? You went with your family, right?¡± ¡°Yes.¡± Erel hid her nervousness and smiled. Whether Beatrice likes her or not, the important thing was not to be identified. Fortunately, Beatrice didn¡¯t care much about her words at least. The ¡®real¡¯ Erel wasn¡¯t very talkative anyway. Beatrice, who had been talking about this and that for a while, took up a new topic as though she had been thinking about it. ¡°I heard the news. It was really bad, poor Rel.¡± ¡°Yes¡­ ¡­ Huh? The news, what?¡± Erel nodded instinctively. She looked at her friend in bewilderment. Beatrice glanced at her big eyes, pouted her lips and said. ¡°This! You don¡¯t have to hide it from me. They said you¡¯re a Receiver, right?¡± Oh my god. Erel felt struck by the unexpected timing. It was clear as day that the rumours about her had spread throughout the kingdom. Well, it was obvious since Barkan mobilized ten flower carts to blaringly express it. A Masaka, who only knows her, sent flowers and was the only one courting a Receiver. It¡¯s completely wrong. Erel gritted her teeth in frustration. She felt sick and tired of Barkan arrogantly declaring her as his to the public even though he knows full well the scarcity of a Receiver. Even if other Masakas had their eyes on her, it was clear that he was the one who would get Erel in the end. ¡°Oh my god, Barkan Harmash! Why is he like this?¡± ¡°He¡¯s famous for his wickedness and even His Majesty has been known to be a pushover when it comes to him. But would he be nice to his own Receiver?¡± Beatrice¡¯s words cleverly fanned Erel¡¯s anxiety, but she wasn¡¯t wrong. Erel bit her lip. Beatrice did not stop talking, even when she saw Erel¡¯s face turning increasingly pale. ¡°Well, who would dare stand against Harmash? The fact is that the Receiver cannot refuse the great Masaka. You¡¯re in trouble.¡± Beatrice took a short breath and had a sad demeanor, but her purple eyes were smiling strangely. Thanks to her, Erel could be sure of something. You certainly hate Erel too. The figure of favorability she saw at first was not wrong. For Beatrice, Erel was not a friend. She was just a little more familiar than others, but she never liked or cherished her. What she said wasn¡¯t wrong. According to Beatrice, a Receiver is rare, but they are not noble. It is very contrary to Masaka¡¯s being, which is a child of God. If the Masaka was the light, then the Receiver was the shadow. Although they are children of the same God, the Receiver was given a name like ¡®Harmash¡¯. What a pain it is to be here. They used to suffer from Masaka¡¯s pain. The Masaka would put a lot of pressure on their bodies in the process of stabilizing their strength. For this reason, no household above the middle-class would ever send their family members as Receivers. The only Receivers in Masakas¡¯ hand were only from poor and humble origins. They were either sold for money or taken in by the Masaka as a semi-forced possession. That is why the perception of the Receiver was so poor. Raeyeon knew this well as she played the game. The heroine of ¡®Salvation¡¯ was also a Receiver. Because of this, she was frequently targeted by villagers who were ¡®poor¡¯, or wanted to get their hands on a Receiver. Receivers were consumables for the great Masaka. A sacrifice made unavoidable for humanity. That was the common perception of the Receiver. Beatrice in front of her eyes also did not know this, but she looked very much amused. ¡°Who knew that would happen to you? God is very really spiteful.¡± By this point, Erel was at a loss. She stared at Beatrice¡¯s smiling face. Did you come here to see my despair after I was chosen as a Receiver? If so, she didn¡¯t want to give her friend the satisfaction of seeing her upset by this. Erel looked down at the teacup as if she couldn¡¯t hear anything, and Beatrice¡¯s purple eyes showed disappointment when she saw her. Why isn¡¯t this coward saying anything? It¡¯s normal to cry and have a fit by now. Beatrice technically didn¡¯t hate Erel. Erel Elorence was a good person. She was friendly and got along well with others. She even had a harmonious relationship with an unruly personality like Beatrice. Sometimes she didn¡¯t want to look at Erel. To be exact, she was jealous of Erel who had never suffered like she had. Erel grew up in a harmonious house despite being the young lady of the same author, she was never struck hard by a storm. She also had the strong backbone of her family preventing her from getting wet from a drop of water. My house would sell me at a high price somehow. Beatrice was sick thinking of her household. Her mother, who fought with the concubines every day, was nervous while her brothers who grew up under her knew of nothing else but her. Especially her younger brother¡­ No, let¡¯s not talk about it anymore. After all, no one was even interested in Beatrice. So it¡¯s okay to be a little grumpy. Beatrice slowly squeezed her handkerchief under the table. She was deeply offended when she was told that an old duke who was more than 50 years old would be her husband. But what about good old lucky Erel? ¡°¡­..You¡¯re Beatrice. Are you here to see Erel?¡± As she entered the front door, she encountered a fine blonde young man, and unlike a face as elegant as an ancient statue and the beastly taut muscles underneath made the woman¡¯s heart flutter. ¡°Oh, Brother Michael. Have you been working lately?¡± Despite her pounding heart, Beatrice smiled. She confidently performed a perfect curtsy, But alas, Michael¡¯s nerves were elsewhere and paid her no mind. ¡°I¡¯m telling you, Beatrice. Erel is not like before these days. I¡¯m afraid I¡¯ve had some work lately¡­ but, my heart feels very anxious and worried.¡± Michael couldn¡¯t say the word ¡®Receiver¡¯ which blurred his words towards the end. He wanted to deny that his precious sister was chosen as a Receiver. ¡°But you¡¯re here today, so Erel will be happy. Have a good time together.¡± Michael¡¯s deep face was very manly as he asked Beatrice to ask for Erel. Beatrice¡¯s eyes were dazed, and Michael added something as if he had been belatedly reminded. ¡°Oh, and don¡¯t leave the mansion if possible. I just got a tip-off that someone saw a Kitan downtown.¡± Chapter 16 ¡°Don¡¯t worry, Michael.¡± As though she had planned this, Beatrice laughed and answered in a mature tone. ¡°Erel is an old friend of mine. I really care about her.¡± This was not a lie. Beatrice had a selfish personality that only she knew. As a matter of fact, she actually does like Erel Elorance. It¡¯s just that her standard is a little different from others. Michael didn¡¯t know how special he was. Of course, there was no way to know more about Beatrice¡¯s heart toward him. ¡°Thank you. I¡¯m glad Erel has a friend like you.¡± Michael took Beatrice¡¯s words at face value and smiled. His blue eyes showed a clear sense of responsibility as a man who cared for his family and knew how to protect them. Ah, if only she could get past his fence somehow. Beatrice desperately wanted and hoped. That¡¯s why she begged Erel to build a bridge for her but this wretched little sister expressed a rare refusal even though it would have been easy for her since she was so precious to her family. Sorry, Beatrice. I don¡¯t want to interfere with my brother¡¯s love life. Even if it¡®s for her good friend, it¡¯s a little¡­¡­I don¡¯t think so. Maybe it was from that time that this all started. She doesn¡¯t hate Erel, but she wants to bother her sometimes. But you have even been picked up as a Receiver! On the surface, she pretended to sympathize, but on the inside she envied her. Now the Masaka of all kingdoms will be scrambling to get their hands on her. Beatrice was unaware of Erel¡¯s detailed circumstances and thought somewhat complacently. The only Receiver sold to Masaka were those who were poor, vulgar, or abandoned by their families. But Erel Elorence was the glory of a decent count. Her family wrapped their frail youngest daughter up in a terrible way. So even if Erel is a precious Receiver, they will never hand her over to this Masaka. Even if I risk my life, I will protect you till the end. Beatrice couldn¡¯t stand the thought and it gave her a stomach ache. Her situation was similar to Erel¡¯s, but her family treated the situation differently than hers. Is that so? Contrary to originally intended, acrimonious words kept popping out. ¡°Receiver, that¡¯s terrible! I know the Masaka race, Rel. They don¡¯t even see the Receiver as a human being! You¡¯re already weak. How much are you going to suffer?¡± Now that Beatrice scared her, she will start crying. Beatrice looked at Erel¡¯s bright blue eyes with anticipation. It was a beautiful colour that she often envied. But Erel, who blinked a couple of times, let out a nonchalant voice instead of crying. ¡°¡­I am fine.¡± ¡°What?¡± ¡°I didn¡¯t know I was a Receiver. It¡¯s a little embarrassing, but I¡¯m fine. Thank you for your concern.¡± Beatrice, who was suddenly thanked, was puzzled. This was not likely to come from weak Erel. It was clear that this stupid girl who had grown up beautifully had lost the sense of reality. ¡°What, is it okay with you?¡± You¡¯re in big trouble now, Rel. You still don¡¯t understand?¡± Beatrice retorted strongly with her eyebrows frowning. Her purple eyes glowed as if they were on fire. ¡°There will be no man that will want to get engaged to you, and even if you do, will the Masakas let you go? They¡¯re going to take you in their hands and suck you on the side like a nourishment!!¡± ¡°Don¡¯t say that, Beatrice.¡± Despite her insistence, Erel¡¯s face was unchanged when she looked at her. She talked as if she was a different person. ¡°A Receiver is a useful thing to help the glorious Masaka. I¡¯m glad that I can contribute to the safety of the kingdom, and even humanity.¡± What is this little girl talking about? At this point, Beatrice really thought Erel¡¯s head had gone haywire. Of course, what Erel just said was theoretically correct. But like most theories, it¡¯s a problem because it¡¯s a little far from reality. In that sense, mining slaves were also glorious jobs that contributed to national industry. But no one actually thinks so. I guess she had lost her mind. Unlike Beatrice, Erel was saner than ever. Sitting outside the balcony, she could see everything Beatrice hadn¡¯t seen. For example, like a man with pink hair who just appeared in the yard of the mansion. It¡¯s Barkan¡¯s man. It was Cellos, the man who brought the flower wagon the other day. The colour of his hair was unusual, so she could recognize him at a glance. She didn¡¯t know how he got into the garden. Considering her overprotective family, it was normal for Barkan¡¯s man to be unable to even get his feet on the mansion. However, as Cellos noticed her gaze, he slightly bowed his head as if to say hello. The moment she saw this, Erel realized. Barkan Harmash. The man is now watching her every move. He could figure out what Erel was doing if he wanted to. So it was foolish to bring up the slightest bit of criticism against the Masaka. Especially when she thought of the cruelty behind his smiling face. ¡°Whoa, forget it. What can I say?¡± Beatrice was irritated by Erel¡¯s unexpected reaction as she did not know about the details. She rose from her seat and shouted as she pushed away the half-drunk teacup. ¡°That¡¯s enough tea. Let¡¯s go outside!¡± Michael clearly advised, ¡®Don¡¯t go out because there¡¯s a Kitan in the high street,¡¯ but Beatrice didn¡¯t mind. She was sure a dirty monster like Kitan wouldn¡¯t lay a finger on her. Of course, there are certain things she believed in. ¡°Lets go where?¡± Erel frowned as Beatrice¡¯s request to go out was unexpected. But Beatrice, once determined, continued to insist. ¡°You promised me last time! Let¡¯s go to Madame Deki¡¯s new hat store!¡± No, she never made that promise. Erel didn¡¯t want to go out, even if she didn¡¯t hear about the presence of the Kitan on the high street. She felt uncomfortable to show up in front of Barkan¡¯s subordinate while he was openly hanging outside. ¡°Let¡¯s just go next time, Beatrice. I¡¯m a little tired today.¡± ¡°¡­¡­What the hell is wrong with you?¡± Beatrice, however, did not show any signs of letting this go. Seeing Erel, who was as unmoving as a stone, she became even more anxious. ¡°You¡¯ve been looking forward to it for weeks, too! You already made a reservation. Why did you suddenly say no?¡± At this point, Beatrice¡¯s eyes clearly had a suspicious light. She prided herself in knowing Erel Elorence very well, but she seemed unfamiliar since earlier. Usually, when Beatrice is stubborn, it was Erel who would follow her with a sad face as if she didn¡¯t win. However, Beatrice¡¯s patience has been stretched thin because she is acting like a completely different person today. ¡°Erel Elorence. You know you¡¯re being really weird right now, right? You call me Beatrice instead of my nickname, and you¡¯re so sick that you don¡¯t want to go to Madame Deki¡¯s new hat shop that you loved so much. What the hell is wrong with you?¡± By this point, Erel couldn¡¯t hold out any longer. It was uncomfortable to be exposed to Barkan¡¯s vision, but it was more urgent to avoid Beatrice¡¯s suspicion. Beatrice was known to be a close friend and is now starting to suspect Erel. I can¡¯t let her know that I¡¯m not Erel. Erel rose from her seat before Beatrice could push the conversation further. She then pulled her eyes down to avoid showing any sign of any helplessness. ¡°Alright, let¡¯s hurry. My body is cold and I don¡¯t want to stay out that long.¡± ¡°Of course, don¡¯t worry.¡± Beatrice finally got what she wanted and smiled cutely as if she was never stubborn. With her arms crossed, they climbed onto the wagon she had been riding. Erel kept looking around while being taken by her hand. However, Barkan¡¯s man did not show a hint of his pink hair. As a result, nothing happened until she left the mansion in a carriage. ¡°Woo.¡± Erel took a deep breath unconsciously. As fresh forest air came in through the wagon window, she felt strangely breathless. Only then did Erel realize that she felt quite stuffy. Although her house was safe, her family tended to overprotect her. Staying 24 hours in that environment was more tiring than she thought. ¡°Look. You¡¯re happy to be out, aren¡¯t you?¡± Beatrice sarcastically glanced at Erel¡¯s cheerful face, but Erel didn¡¯t mind her and laughed for the first time. Beatrice stared at Erel¡¯s smiling face with her cat-like eyes, she did not know what was on her mind. Chapter 17 Erel was on a high alert as she received some attention. Then, an unexpected system notification appeared, and it floated in front of her. [Beatrice¡¯s favourability increased by eight. ] Erel was puzzled by the sudden increase in favorability. At the same time, Beatrice lowered her eyes and apologised. ¡°I¡¯m sorry for my earlier comment.¡± ¡°Huh?¡± ¡°The story about the Receiver. I¡¯m sorry that I said that to you, you must have been worried.¡± Beatrice¡¯s apology was bewildering. But she did not hate it, Erel readily nodded and replied, ¡°It¡¯s okay. You said it because I¡¯m sure you¡¯re worried as well.¡± ¡°But keep this in mind, it is true that Masakas do not treat the Receiver as a human being.¡± Beatrice turned her head and looked out the window, and spat out dryly. ¡°What do you mean?¡± Erel noticed an unusual tone from Beatrice and asked about it. Beatrice smiled and answered her question moderately. ¡°Well, not all Masakas are like that, but I¡¯m sure some of them are nice, right?¡± ¡°¡­..What the hell are you trying to say here?¡± Erel thought that Beatrice¡¯s words and attitude, which had been running in a circle, were strange. She asked more directly and bluntly, but instead of answering those questions, Beatrice was in deep thoughts. Then, she unexpectedly brought up a person who was not involved in this situation at all. ¡°Rel, do you remember my little brother?¡± ¡°What?¡± Why is she talking about her little brother all the sudden? She literally got a headache from the topic of conversation bouncing like a ping-pong ball. She wanted to question Beatrice about what she was talking about. But right now, it was necessary for her to watch the language she used. If ¡®Real Erel¡¯ had a separate conversation with Beatrice the other day, it was clear that only she would be suspected. ¡°I guess you don¡¯t remember. Well, after all I was the only one you saw when you were young back then.¡± Fortunately, Beatrice misinterpreted Erel¡¯s silence and shrugged her shoulders and that¡¯s the end of her story about her brother. ¡°We¡¯re almost there. It seems that the road is not blocked today.¡± Beatrice looked out and spoke in a timely manner. As she said that, the carriage had arrived on the main street. ¡°Eeump.¡± When the coachman opened the door, Beatrice jumped out of the carriage first. She then chuckled toward Erel. ¡°You said you had to get home early. So, let¡¯s go.¡± ¡°¡­¡­Yes.¡± Erel somehow felt swayed by Beatrice, so she couldn¡¯t help being embarrassed. In order to escape from Beatrice as soon as possible, she had to get off the wagon as quickly as she could. Fortunately, the hat store is not that far away. As she turned around the corner a little off the main street, she saw a mint-coloured sign decorated with sparkling gold in front of her. ¡°What do you think? Pretty, huh?¡± Beatrice ran to the show window at once and looked back at Erel triumphantly. Erel, who followed her unconsciously to the shop window, was in awe. ¡°Wow¡­¡± The hats were literally close to art. Glittering jewels, feathers, laces, flowers, and ribbons were delicately mounted on wide brims of white, dark green, and light pink. The beautiful and colourful colours and brilliant decorations brighten her eyes. Only then did Erel know why Beatrice wanted her to come here so much. ¡°Look, I told you you would like it. Isn¡¯t it your cup of tea?¡± After seeing Erel¡¯s reaction, Beatrice laughed and gently patted her back. ¡°Let¡¯s go inside, now.¡± Is it because she felt bad? Beatrice¡¯s hand on her shoulder and back seemed to have a special meaning. She thought it was strange, but she stepped into the hat store for now. Ting- A clear bell rang with the smell of an elegant scented candle touching the tip of the nose. But there weren¡¯t any employees who were supposed to come out to greet the guests. ¡°Isn¡¯t it closed?¡± ¡°No way. You even made a reservation.¡± Beatrice denied it in a strong tone and strode inside. Erel accidentally sat on the sofa in the middle and twisted her ankle. ¡°Is anyone here?¡± Despite Beatrice¡¯s words, there was no sign of the staff. ¡°¡­This can¡¯t be happening.¡± Beatrice murmured as she looked around the store which was as quiet as a dead mouse. She then lifted herself up and looked around every corner of the store. She had to check with her own eyes now so that her guts would be relieved. Either way, Erel had looked around enough and wanted to go back home. She took a leisurely look inside the store while waiting for Beatrice to give up. But after a long wait, Beatrice did not appear. She couldn¡¯t help but step inside to look for Beatrice at this point. ¡°Beatrice?¡± She did not receive an answer back. She was starting to worry a little bit. She walked deep inside the store along a narrow and long corridor. From here, there was a restricted area where customers could not enter. Since there were no shopkeepers to stop her, she continued to take steps. ¡°Where are you, Beatrice?¡± As she passed through the large raw materials room and the employee¡¯s changing room, she saw a warehouse at the end. She saw Beatrice¡¯s back hardened as she stood straight in front of it. ¡°What¡¯s the matter?¡± Erel casually approached her and soon hardened as well. In front of Beatrice¡¯s crimson shoes, a strange sound was heard from the gap of a slightly open warehouse¡¯s door. It was like stepping on a puddle of sticky water, and it sounded like it was coming out of a puddle of watery mud. It was no big deal, especially if you write it off as a noise of everyday life. The problem was that a growling sound was heard mixed in between the sounds. Something rumbled wildly beyond the warehouse, and there was a gurgling sound in between. As if a wild beast is eating raw meat. ¡°Re..Rel..¡± This time, Beatrice called her name in a scared tone. From where she stood, she could see the inside of the warehouse. For this reason, Beatrice shed tears when she saw a sight she shouldn¡¯t have seen. Khi, Tan. The moment she understood the name that came out without sound, she got goosebumps. Erel unwittingly backed up and covered her mouth with one hand. Oh, my God. This is ridiculous. There¡¯s a Khitan in here? Only then Erel came to realize the situation. The fact she did not see any employees at Madame Deiki¡¯s hat shop and now¡­. Inside the warehouse, that is exactly what the Khitan is chomping on as of right now. Khitan. Human flesh-eating monster, which exists only in ¡®Salvation¡¯. According to mythology, the evil god Abihshan was jealous of the god Hashiba, widely loved by the creatures. Therefore, he created Khitan to destroy that God¡¯s most beloved creature, mankind. Its skin is as hard as cast iron, so neither swords nor arrows can penetrate it, and its sharp teeth and claws are capable of ripping even armor. Even with just one Khitan, a small town could disappear in one night. The monster was now lurking inside with only one door in between. They ate the corpses, which were probably stored employees. This is ridiculous. Erel thought with a stiff head. This was a busy street, among them a very popular hat shop. How did the Khitan who was spotted out in the wild come all the way here? It did not make any sense. However, the new stench and strong growl at the door were real. ¡°Kyric, kyric?¡± That was when Erel froze in place. The chirping sound inside stopped. Then came the sound of heavy footsteps that approached the door and sniffed. There was a moment of chilling silence but soon a thunderous roar tore through the silence, hitting her ears hard. ¡°Ahh!!¡± The first to respond to the malice-filled howl was, unexpectedly, Beatrice. Frozen in place all this time, she threw herself at the door as quick as lightning. Then the slightly open door slammed, closed, and blocked Khitan out for a moment. ¡°Hurry, hurry!!¡± Erel¡¯s body was also moving without hesitationt. She quickly turned the handle of the door, locked it, and locked clasp above. Beatrice fell on her ass at the same time the door was locked. Soon there was a loud deafening crash sound. Kwang- Erel reflexively covered her ears and she looked completely tired. This was not simply the sound of a beast coming through the door. She had thought a small vehicle crashed onto an iron door. It was lucky that Beatrice fell from the door. If she didn¡¯t, she would bounce out of the door and break and injure one of them. She didn¡¯t realize it when she looked at it from the game monitor, but when she faced Kitan through a door like this, she could feel it deeply, the reason it was called the catastrophe of mankind. [Ting! Subquest: ¡®I don¡¯t want to die in a place like this!¡¯ has commenced.] [Subquest: ¡®I don¡¯t want to die in a place like this!¡¯: Escape safely without dying from the Khitan who broke into the hat shop. A random reward will be paid if you succeed.] At that time, the quest window opened in front of Erel as she stood idly. What the hell is this? Mission quests aren¡¯t enough, so subquests are happening now. Who the hell is giving these quests and for what purpose? However, it was not a time to be idle and worry like this. Khitan, who missed their prey right in front of their nose, began to gowl over the door. ¡°Kyric, kyric!!!¡± At first, the Khitan did not know why the door was closed, but the more they thought about it, the angrier they seemed. [T/N: they referred as the Khitan.] Kwang, Kwa-!! Every time the Khitan hit the door,, she could see the iron door becoming dented. It was clear that the door would not last long. If something like that popped up, the chances of Erel and Beatrice surviving were close to zero. Chapter 18 ¡°Wake up, Beatrice! We need to get away from here!¡± Erel grabbed Beatrice¡¯s arm in a hurry. Once they leave the hat shop, they can go out to the main street. If they manage to get out and call for help then the guards will come. They will request for help from a Masaka nearby¡­¡­. Ah. Erel recalled one of the ¡®Nearby Masaka¡¯ and frowned involuntarily. She recalled the face of a man who looked like a splendid viper with poisonous venom who seemed quite disturbing in her eyes. But now, she was not in a situation to cover both her cold and hot meals. It was ten times better for her to be a Masaka¡¯s favourite form of sustenance than to be eaten alive by a Kitan running havok behind that iron door. [ T/N: she was not in a situation to cover both her cold and hot meals, which means that she was not in the position to pick and choose her battles.] ¡°Let¡¯s run, Beatrice! Hurry up!!¡± Erel took Beatrice¡¯s hand and led her as she was in daze again. However, Beatrice sank onto the floor as if her knees had collapsed as she wondered how many steps were ahead of her. She then muttered an unknown sentence with a stunned face. ¡°This can¡¯t be happening. I¡¯m sure this is only to scare me¡­¡­.¡± ¡°To scare you? What are you talking about?¡± Erel raised her eyebrows and asked sharply. She didn¡¯t know why, but she had a premonition that she shouldn¡¯t just ignore what Beatrice had said. ¡°Kiik!! Kyak!!!¡± Bang, Kwang -!!! In the midst of this, Kitan continued to bang against the door of the warehouse with a terrifying force. The force shattered the hinges, wrinkled the doors badly, and created small gaps. A pale, claw-like hand protruded from between them and squeezed the gap open. Squeak- The door opened wide with the sound of a dangerous iron. Through that gap, Erel witnessed the catastrophe of mankind for the first time, Kitan. At first glance, it looked like a naked, bald middle-aged man but it looked like it would be three meters tall, despite it¡¯s squatting posture on all fours. It¡¯s belly protruded out and dragged to the floor, and its limbs were very sparse and long, looking just like a bloated spider. However, those skinny limbs were flaky like forged iron, and the claws on the tips were longer and sharper than most daggers. It was clear that just by rubbing it, the skin of her stomach could easily be cut like tofu. Creek- Kitan¡¯s head and eyes were bizarre like it is too small for its size. However, its mouth was started from the bottom of its ears, showing its sharp teeth while drooling. Erel frowned as she involuntarily stared at the dripping saliva on the floor. It was because she found a strange trace left on the nape of Kitan¡¯s neck. Chain marks? The skin of a Kitan is very tough that even a few blades won¡¯t be able to penetrate through it, but there were deep chain marks on its neck. As if someone very strong tied the Kitan up tightly. However, this was not the time to leisurely observe the marks on a Kitan¡¯s body. When she looked up, she saw a small and bright red eye staring at her from under her nose. The moment the eyes that seemed to have no intelligence met Erel¡¯s, it laughed horribly. ¡°Kiek!¡± Run away! Her body directed her before her own head did, but as soon as Erel ran with her dull legs, Kitan ran right through the broken warehouse door. ¡°Kwakk!¡± She didn¡¯t dare look behind her, but she could tell. It is already chasing after her. ¡°Rel!¡± Beatrice, who had been frozen all along, shouted in a ripping voice. Erel ran away desperately as she was unable to look back, but the reality she saw through the long shadow on the wall was hopeless. Kitan lifted its sharp claws and aimed for her as it was right behind her. It was just too close to be avoided. As soon as the shadow of the arm swung like a whip, Erel closed her eyes in anticipation of the upcoming shock. Is this how I will die? It was Erel¡¯s family that came to her mind before she closed her eyes tightly. She thought that she had been attached to them a lot. The last thing that came to mind was the family of the person in the game, not her biological family, which felt like a very sad situation for her. However, the game ¡®Salvation¡¯ didn¡¯t seem willing to let her die, yet. Fortunately, before the Kitan¡¯s claws could tear her apart, a young and gentle man¡¯s voice resounded from somewhere. ¡°Stop.¡± Erel was puzzled as she had recoiled in anticipation of death. No matter how long she waited, she couldn¡¯t feel the pain. As she carefully opened my tightly closed eyes, she saw a terrible claw that stopped right under her nose. Surprised by this, Erel almost fell backwards. Then someone behind her wrapped his hand around her waist with a gentle touch and supported her. ¡°Are you all right?¡± At the sudden touch, Erel was frightened. Having just been chased by Kitan, she was in a state of acute sensitivity. Ahh-! Unknowingly, she turned around and squeezed the hand that was on her waist, and saw the unfamiliar face. He was a young man with black hair, cool and beautiful like a crescent moon. ¡°Oh my. You must have been very surprised.¡± He smiled as he looked down at Erel¡¯s hand. He then boldly approached the Kitan and kicked it with his foot. The kitan that had been roaring ferociously until earlier ended up not budging like a solid lime dough. However, only its eyes that were twirling with redness showed the full intention of murder. Is this man a Masaka, too? Looking blankly at the miracle in front of her, Erel turned her head and looked at the young man who suddenly appeared. His fresh face smiled at her like her first love of a summer day. ¡°Rest assured. Noona is safe now.¡± ¡­¡­Are you calling me Noona now? Erel wondered why he acted as though she had known him before. The moment she looked more closely into his face, she froze in place as if she had been electrocuted. ¡°Myrdal?¡± His name popped out of her mouth like a startled sneeze. Far from being strange, he smiled with joy. ¡°Remember me? You have a better memory than you looked.¡± Of course she remembered. He was one of the characters in ¡®Salvation¡¯, named Myrdal Harmash and Raeyeon targeted him when she was just a regular player. I never thought I¡¯d run into Mirdal here. Erel stared at Myrdal as if he was a celebrity she had seen on TV. I was able to find a subtle change from my memory. You¡¯re much younger than I remembered. She did. Myrdal was a character she liked quite a bit, even though he wasn¡¯t Raeyeon¡¯s favorite. However, the reason why she didn¡¯t recognize him at first glance was simple. It was because his age was different. The Myrdal Harmash that Raeyeon knew, was a mature man in his late twenties at least. He was also a person with a gentle and dark past that fits Raeyeon¡¯s taste. But is the Myrdal in front of her only twenty? She could not see any blemishes on his young face. In particular, the way she looked around his cold eyes was very unfamiliar to her, as if she was seeing a different person altogether. She can¡¯t believe he can feel this different with just one look. This is why the window showing the soul of a person was called the eye. ¡°Long time no see, Erel noona.¡± Myrdal spoke to Erel, who was still puzzled. Of course he didn¡¯t know ¡®Lee Raeyeon¡¯ existed, but at least he seemed to know ¡°Erel Elorence¡±. Unfortunately. ¡°I¡¯m glad I arrived in time.¡± Myrdal had the audacity to lean his elbows comfortably as if the oddly twisted knee joints of Kitan were a table. In that state, he casually took off his hat and arranged his disheveled hair. He showed a complacent attitude as though he knew the Kitan would move or attack him right away. But Erel could tell that Mirdal¡¯s composure was possible because he believed in his own strength to the most extent. The master of shadows. Erel recalled his nickname in her head. Just like how Barkan freely uses the power of fire, Myrdal could control the shadows of others at will. To be precise, even their bodies are bound in the shadows. At the same time she remembered this, Myrdal stepped back at a leisurely pace. Having secured a certain safe distance from the Kitan, he stared at Erel with his clear purple eyes and whispered. ¡°Close your eyes, Erel noona.¡± Others would have thought it was out of the blue. Fortunately, Erel knew the power of Myrdal and quickly closed her eyes again. At the same time, Myrdal flicked his finger. Soon after, there was the shriek of a skin of tough leather being cut through with a sharp knife and as if even a heavy shelf fell, the floor thumped once and vibrated violently. Surprised by the roar, Erel opened her eyes reflexively and immediately regretted it. It was because she had seen with her own eyes, the horrific corpse of a Kitan, which had its throat cut off from its body. ¡°Kyakk!¡± At this time, a scream like a seizure came from the side. Only then did Erel recall the presence of Beatrice, whom she had forgotten for a while. While Erel was chased by the Kitan, Beatrice lost the strength in her legs and sank into a corner. And the moment Erel was about to be caught, she just lost her mind. No matter how self-centered she was, her friend would be torn to pieces right in front of her, and she couldn¡¯t be fine. Beatrice was briefly confused but soon came to her senses. Unfortunately, the timing was not great. With her stammering eyes open, she happened to witness a terrible scene in which the Myrdal-controlled Kitan clawed its own neck. The bluish and tough skin spread from side to side, and blood vessels wriggling underneath were visible. The smell of fishy blood and the odors of the bodies that have been picked up. ¡°Wow, yuck¡­¡­!!!¡± A noble lady like Beatrice was devastated. She immediately cried, bent over and vomited everything she had eaten. ¡°Beatrice, are you okay?¡± Surprised, Erel grabbed her long hair and patted her back. Beatrice, who threw up for a while, raised her head. Her purple eyes filled with physiological tears were unexpectedly aimed towards Myrdal. ¡°You, you¡­ You cursed demon!¡± Chapter 19 ¡°You, you¡­. You cursed devil¡¯s bastard! Aren¡¯t you being too harsh on your sister?¡± Despite the profanity that suddenly left Beatrice¡¯s mouth, Mirdal didn¡¯t raise a single brow. Rather, he responded with a smile, which caused Beatrice to bristle with anger. ¡°Why are you only appearing now? After all, it¡¯s all because of you¡­. !!¡± Beatrice jumped and pointed her finger accusingly at Mirdal. Suddenly, like a broken clock, she stopped. The awkward posture combined with her startled expression looked quite ridiculous. ¡°Beth, it¡¯s impolite to speak loudly in public. Although Mother educated you to such an extent, it still appears to be insufficient,¡± Mirdal teased, as he towered over her and tapped Beatrice¡¯s forehead with his index finger. Amid the interaction, Erel realized that their faces were very similar. Although the hair shade was different, their bright violet eyes were identical. ¡®Oh my gosh.¡¯ Erel was rendered speechless by the sudden realization of the relationship between the two. It was a truly shocking discovery. Beatrice¡¯s younger brother must be a Masaka. ¡®Beatrice¡¯s brother is Mirdal Harmash.¡¯ Just then, Mirdal directed his gaze towards her. Thanks to this, Erel was able to check his information the moment their eyes met. [Ding! You Have Found the target, Mirdal Harmash] [Mirdal Harmash: Current Favorability 59] Erel was surprised by his favorability because it was higher than she expected. She also took note of his surname. ¡®He and Beatrice have different surnames.¡¯ Originally, he was also called Mirdal Summer Alberrum Russell¡­ which was a ridiculously long name. However, even though Masakas were born from the womb of a human, they were still children of the gods. Therefore, they didn¡¯t use a human surname but used ¡®Harmash¡¯, a surname unique to Masakas. Initially, no matter how familiar the character was, she would have been reluctant to meet a Masaka. But now, it was a relief that Mirdal had come. If it weren¡¯t for him, the Kitan would have eaten her alive. ¡°Erel.¡± Just then, Mirdal, who had silenced Beatrice, called out to her. ¡°Since the disturbance is gone, shall we exchange greetings again? It¡¯s nice to meet you.¡± His charming smile was calm as if nothing had happened. But Erel couldn¡¯t let go of the tension. The Mirdal she knew was a character who, like her younger brother, stimulated her protective instincts. However, he became a ¡°predator¡± the moment someone unintentionally revealed their weakness. Although he must have seen the vigilance in her eyes, he didn¡¯t acknowledge it. ¡°You have always been pretty, but you have grown more beautiful than ever.¡± Mirdal¡¯s smile deepened, and he lowered his eyelashes. In that shaded gaze, his violet eyes passionately glowed as he stared at Erel. ¡°I only caught a glimpse of you when I was younger, but I¡¯m glad you still remember me.¡± Erel¡¯s brow furrowed slightly in response. Whether she liked it or not, she was in a position where she needed to be quick-witted and quickly grasp the situation. ¡®Do you by any chance remember my little brother?¡¯ Suddenly, the question that Beatrice asked in the carriage came to mind. Beatrice was one of Erel¡¯s few childhood friends. So, Erel would have seen the faces of her family members as she went to and from each other¡¯s mansion. ¡®But it seems like that happened a long time ago.¡¯ She could tell just by observing Mirdal as he reminisced about his childhood. In essence, he wouldn¡¯t have any reason to interact with Erel because she was just one of his sister¡¯s friends. But it was obvious why he was trying to be friendly now. He clearly knew that Erel Elorence was a Resabre. (TL: This was previously translated as Receiver but this is the correct term.) Perhaps he was informed by his older sister, Beatrice, or maybe he heard about the commotion caused by Barkan¡¯s attempt to stake his claim on her. Neither was a good thing. From Erel¡¯s point of view, the Kitans and Masakas were both just predators trying to eat her. ¡°You don¡¯t have to be so wary. It¡¯s not the first time we¡¯ve seen each other.¡± Mirdal, who was still young, appeared to be more brazen than she thought. No matter how she looked at it, there were no noteworthy memories shared between him and Erel, but he didn¡¯t hesitate to act as if they had some sort of friendly relationship. It was so absurd that even Beatrice, who stood motionless like a doll, stared at him incredulously. ¡°Let¡¯s see¡­ Do you think you will like these types of hats?¡±. It seemed like Mirdal intended to ease her wariness first. While contemplating the most comfortable topic for conversation, he looked at the colorful hats that caught his eye and asked. ¡°Do women really like things like this?¡± Mirdal had an unbelievably tall stature. As he approached, a long shadow naturally fell over Erel. Standing in the shadow felt ominous because of the risk of being under the influence of his power. So Erel took a small step back and replied as calmly as possible. ¡°Well, it¡¯s bright and pretty like spring flowers.¡± An unfamiliar look of regret flashed in Mirdal¡¯s eyes as he watched Erel escape his shadow. After a moment, Mirdal reached out and picked up a mint-colored bonnet with a sky-blue ribbon. ¡°You¡¯re the one who is bright and pretty like spring flowers.¡± Mirdal put the bonnet on Erel with a natural movement like flowing water. Then he gazed at her as if appreciating a work of art. ¡°Is it because your hair is so pretty? ¡­You would look good in anything.¡± They were only empty sweet words, but at least Mirdal¡¯s eyes seemed to hold genuine admiration. It was clear that any woman would blush and have a fluttering heart under such a gaze. But then Erel noticed the faint chain marks imprinted in the palm of his hand when he placed the bonnet on her head. ¡°This is¡­¡± She definitely remembered seeing the same marks around the Kitan¡¯s neck as it rushed towards her. At that moment, a terrible hypothesis quickly formed in Erel¡¯s mind. ¡®No way.¡¯ Initially, she found it strange how persistent Beatrice was when she dragged her to shop at Madame Deki¡¯s hat store. And she appeared to be looking for someone as she wandered around the unpopular store. Presumably, she intended to hand Erel over to her younger brother from the beginning. Maybe Mirdal offered her something in exchange, or maybe she believed it was the only other option for Erel. In any case, it was clear that all of this was planned. At least halfway through, it seemed that way. But after discovering Kitan, Beatrice¡¯s reaction was by no means an act. She shed tears when she saw the victims of the Kitan and was so terrified that Erel had to desperately grab her and drag her away. ¡®You were definitely afraid¡­¡¯ Judging from Beatrice¡¯s casual murmurs, this must have been the initial plan. First, take Erel to the hat store and shop normally. Then Mirdal would release the Kitan, which he captured in advance. ¡®They probably agreed not to cause any casualties.¡¯ Beatrice wasn¡¯t that malicious. Otherwise, there was no reason to react so intensely when Mirdal appeared. She even swore at Mirdal, calling him a cursed demon. Her terrified and scornful gaze was not something that could be faked. Perhaps the original plan was for Mirdal to step up and save Erel before the Kitan harmed her. After winning Erel¡¯s trust and favor, he would make her his own Resabre. It was such a cliche and typical plan. But why did he change his plan along the way? Erel frowned at the strange thought. After a moment, Mirdal noticed that Erel¡¯s gaze rested on the traces left in his hand. ¡°Oh, my¡±. Although Mirdal was still young, he was naturally quick to notice. He immediately realized why Erel was staring intently at his hand. ¡°You saw it, huh? Just like a white handkerchief absorbing ink, a bitter smile spread across Mirdal¡¯s innocent face. ¡°This is why I don¡¯t like people who are quick-witted.¡± Before she had a chance to avoid it, another bonnet was placed over Erel¡¯s head. At the same time, the shadow of Mirdal¡¯s large hand quickly covered her face. ¡°So why are you so pretty? Makes me want to steal you away.¡± Mirdal, whose eyes curved into a crescent moon-like shape when his smile deepened, playfully stroked Erel¡¯s cheek. She tried to twist away to avoid his touch, but Mirdal¡¯s shadow held her firmly in place. ¡°Just as I thought, this bonnet suits you well.¡± Mirdal adjusted the slightly crooked bonnet on her head with a delicate touch. Given the situation, his tenderness was very disturbing. ¡°I¡¯ll buy you at least a hundred hats like that. So, choose me.¡± After he finished speaking, he politely took Erel¡¯s hand and guided her as if he was escorting a lady in a ballroom. Erel, who was completely under the influence of his ability, had no choice but to follow him like a doll. His youthful hands were large with a strong grip. When he held her hand, she felt despair because it was like she was wearing shackles. However, Mirdal seemed to enjoy the feel of her small, slender hands. [Ding! Mirdal¡¯s favorability has increased by 3] After fiddling with his hand a few times, Mirdal boldly grasped her hands and softly smiled as he led Erel to the back door. A faint rustling of horses could be heard through the door. Perhaps there was a carriage already waiting. Since the truth of the plan had been discovered, it was clear that Mirdal intended to kidnap Erel. Chapter 20 ¡®¡­Oh My God.¡¯ Erel was shocked because she hadn¡¯t expected Mirdal to recklessly attempt to kidnap her. The Mirdal she knew, wasn¡¯t the type of person to take unnecessary risks. He would have devised a more elaborate plan, giving himself ample time to persuade or secretly take her away. In particular, his strategy would include methods to deal with Barkan, who has already publicly declared Erel as his. Erel¡¯s gaze fell upon his smooth cheeks and defined jawline that were absent of any facial hair. She suddenly realized that Mirdal¡¯s courage came purely from his lack of experience with failure. Compared to Barkan, Mirdal is a significantly younger Masaka, who lacks experience and strength. All he has is his boyish confidence and determination. She couldn¡¯t accept his reckless decision to kidnap her. Unlike Mirdal, who had nothing to fear, Erel had many things to protect. ¡®I have to act carefully.¡¯ Erel struggled to gather her courage. Any normal person would have been terrified in this situation. Not only did she lose the ability to control her movements, but Mirdal had complete control over her body. But Erel was well informed when it came to Mirdal. She even knew about the small drawbacks of his ability. ¡®Shadows are weak against light.¡¯ Erel¡¯s eyes frantically darted around the store as she searched for something that could help her. Fortunately, the hat shop had lanterns scattered around to create a warm ambiance. As an idea formed in Erel¡¯s head, she gradually wiggled her fingers and toes. Luckily, part of her left leg remained outside Mirdal¡¯s influence. Before Mirdal could pull her out the back door of the store, Erel quickly used her left foot to punt a lantern with all her might. ¡°¡­ ¡­!!¡± The lantern swiftly flew up into the air and the flame illuminated their surroundings. It wasn¡¯t very bright, but it was enough to surprise Mirdal momentarily. ¡°¡­Ugh!!¡± Erel felt the grip on her hand loosen. Although it was only a few seconds long, it was the perfect opportunity to escape. Erel immediately jumped out of his shadow and ran without looking back. In order to escape, she needed to run to an area where Mirdal¡¯s influence could not reach. However, even after escaping Mirdal¡¯s shadow, her body didn¡¯t move as it did before. Eventually, she tripped on the carpet and fell forward. ¡°Ah!!!¡± Her knee slammed down on the marble floor hard. Erel realized instantly that something was wrong due to the severity of the pain. It was so painful that she wondered if the fall caused a knee injury. She couldn¡¯t even get up and run, let alone move from where she fell. The pain that indicated something was wrong, frightened her even more. ¡°Really.¡± A chilling voice could be heard close behind. Her eyes darted about as a shadow crept towards her prone body and began to submerge the surrounding area in darkness. ¡°Bad Noona. You should be scolded.¡± [Ding! Mirdal¡¯s Favorability Has Decreased by 2.] The moment she received the despairing notification, Mirdal smiled cruelly and extended his hand towards her. Erel¡¯s complexion paled with a sense of crisis. ¡®I¡¯m going to get caught again.¡¯ Although Erel knew it was useless to rebel, she shrank back to avoid his hand. Just as he was about to grab her shoulder an explosion occurred. Boom! A large flame ignited and burst right in front of her. It was so large that it was incomparable to anything like a lantern. Mirdal, who was defenseless, almost lost all his hair due to the flame. ¡°Ugh!!¡± A painful moan fell from Mirdal¡¯s lips as he quickly withdrew his outstretched hand. His reaction was swift due to his Masaka reflexes, but it was clearly not enough since his smooth hands were already glowing red. If his reaction had been even slightly delayed, he most likely would have suffered irreparable burns. Upon sensing his opponent¡¯s malice, Mirdal¡¯s pale complexion quickly became flushed with anger. ¡°Who are you?!¡± Mirdal shouted in a savage tone. However, the only response he received was a tremendous burst of flames that seemed to consume the entire store. Within the terrifying swirling flames, only the deafening sounds of destruction and explosions could be heard. Covering her head, Erel instinctively laid face down on the floor. She couldn¡¯t figure out what was going on because her vision was obscured by her loosened hair fluttering about wildly. However, she could feel the heat of the flames from head to toe. ¡°Oh, my.¡± Suddenly, someone grabbed Erel¡¯s hands and helped her stand. The hands were similar to Mirdal in strength and size but were too hot to even comparable. ¡°You¡¯re pretty to look down at,¡± Someone whispered sweetly into Erel¡¯s ear, who was completely exhausted. ¡°Next time, I will make sure you only lie down in front of me. It¡¯ll be even more enjoyable if you¡¯re naked.¡± Even in her confused state, Erel frowned upon hearing the vulgar words. She managed to stand upright thanks to his help, but due to a sharp pain radiating in her knee, she was unable to maintain her balance. Inevitably, she had to lean against his chest for support. ¡°Hmm.¡± When Erel leaned against him slightly, the man smiled satisfactorily. He then took it one step further and wrapped his muscular arm around her waist. ¡°You smell good today as well.¡± The man lowered his head and whispered with his lips against her flowing hair. He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply. ¡°Sweet peach blossoms, smoke, ash, and the scent of pain and fear¡­ These are all my favorite things.¡± ¡®Where were you planning to run off to with this mouth-watering smell?¡¯ The man lightly clicked his tongue and the sharp sound caused Erel to finally come to her senses. ¡°¡­Barkan?¡± Upon hearing his name, Barkan unexpectedly did not get angry. Rather, the corners of his sensual lips lifted into a smile, and he even laughed softly. ¡°It was worthwhile to send my name in a big inscription. Remember it well.¡± When he mentioned the flower cart he sent, Erel¡¯s frown deepened. It was a natural reaction since the flowers were the reason for her current predicament. ¡°Oh, my. Did you hate the flowers? Would you prefer jewelry instead?¡± Barkan laughed and continued. ¡°Extravagant women are attractive.¡± The confident smile was very masculine and sensual, but when Erel saw it, she silently pulled her hand out of his grasp. ¡°I¡¯m really out of my mind.¡±¡¯ Unfortunately, the place was not in good shape. The hat shop, which Beatrice had always praised, was engulfed in flames and ashes. It was hard to believe that it was once a place where an assortment of delicate and beautiful objects were displayed. Standing tall amid the hellish sight, Barkan appeared calm and relaxed, which made him seem even more dangerous. In the midst of a sea of ??fire, he was too composed. Due to the peculiar atmosphere, she didn¡¯t intend to take her eyes off him. ¡°At first you were hanging all over me, but now you don¡¯t even want to hold my hand?¡± Barkan grabbed Erel¡¯s hand and raised it to his lips. He kissed the top of her pale hand and then after a moment, he nibbled on her fingertips. ¡°How strange¡­ Human flesh is sweet¡­ ¡­ Does that make sense?¡± [Ding! Barkan¡¯s Favorability Has Increased By 2] Barkan¡¯s favorability, which was lower than the floor, rose slightly. However, Erel didn¡¯t feel pleased. It was due to the madness reflecting on his smiling face as he said, ¡°I wouldn¡¯t know because I haven¡¯t eaten human flesh yet.¡± Thanks to this, the fingertips he nipped felt numb. He seemed like a man who was capable of anything because of the insanity that lurked just beneath the surface. ¡°Anyway, I feel troubled. It¡¯s natural for a flower to attract insects, but I didn¡¯t think it would happen so soon.¡± Barkan then turned his head and directed his gaze somewhere else. She followed the direction of his gaze and saw Mirdal sprawled out on the floor. ¡°Oh my god.¡± Erel clasped a hand over her mouth at the sight. Mirdal was also a Masaka, so he wouldn¡¯t die, but it was still horrifying to see his charred body covered in ash. It was a little uncomfortable to see someone as young as Mirdal suffering so horribly. Because of this, her expression began to reflect her inner thoughts. Barkan caught sight of her conflicted emotions and laughed sarcastically. ¡°I helped because I thought you were in trouble. Did I get it wrong?¡± The picturesque smile on his handsome face was the same as before, however, Erel quickly realized that it was a trap and denied it. ¡°Oh, no! It¡¯s nothing like that. Thank you for your help.¡± ¡°Hmm.¡± For a brief moment, Barkan¡¯s face was filled with displeasure. If Erel had shown interest in Mirdal or acted like he was a close acquaintance, it was clear that he would have done something. ¡°That¡¯s a relief. I was wondering if that was your taste.¡± Even though they were both Masakas, there didn¡¯t seem to be any sense of brotherhood. She thought that would be the end of it, however Barkan¡¯s test wasn¡¯t over yet. ¡°Then you have nothing to do with him, right?¡± he asked as he lowered his head. His golden eyes darkened with murderous intent. Chapter 21 ¡°He has nothing to do with me.¡± It was a dangerous gaze, like a snake on the verge of swallowing its prey. Under that watchful gaze, Erel barely managed to respond with her stiff lips. She couldn¡¯t explain it logically, but she had a feeling that she should pretend to not know Mirdal for now. It was the only way for both of them to survive. ¡°You don¡¯t know him? Really?¡± Barkan asked again. His voice, combined with his friendly smile, was strangely terrifying. ¡°¡­Yes.¡± She didn¡¯t know what kind of relationship Barkan thought he had with her, but he behaved as if he was questioning his cheating wife. However, Barkan was a member of the Masaka clan, which was infamous for having a large number of insane people, and among them, he was known for being particularly psychotic. With this in mind, Erel knew she needed to tread lightly when interacting with him. ¡°I really don¡¯t know him,¡± she answered in a nervous but firm tone. Barkan tilted his head and unexpectedly said, ¡°But that trash is definitely his older sister.¡­.¡± ¡°No! What do you mean? I¡¯ve never seen him before.¡± Feeling a close sense of crisis, Erel desperately shook her head. Of course, she had seen Mirdal while playing the game before, but it wasn¡¯t a lie because today was her first time seeing him in person. ¡°Hmm.¡± A rather unexpected look flashed across Barkan¡¯s smiling face. It was because Erel, who seemed weak-hearted, was unexpectedly and adamantly denying any relationship with Mirdal. ¡®It¡¯s such a shame. It wouldn¡¯t have been a bad idea to use him to set a good example for the other insects by brutally breaking his bones and then flaying him.¡¯ (TL: Flay = skinning alive) ¡°I see. So, he¡¯s someone you don¡¯t know.¡± Finally, Barkan showed signs of understanding. After a moment, she breathed a sigh of relief, but then he spoke in a sullen tone. ¡°Then it won¡¯t matter if I kill him.¡± ¡°What?! You¡¯re going to kill him?!¡± What kind of nonsense is this? When his gaze met Erel¡¯s surprised, round eyes, Barkan smiled bitterly. ¡°Of course. That bastard flirted with you.¡± Barkan had an amazing talent for talking like a crazy dog but was also gifted with a smile as warm and dazzling as the August sun. Thanks to this, Erel Elorance, a perfectly normal person, became very confused. ¡®What¡­ Why are you¡­ What the hell are you talking about¡­?! What kind of relationship do you think we have¡­.?!¡¯ The words she wanted to say were close to escaping from between her lips. However, the moment she saw flames crackling and growing in Barkan¡¯s hand, the words were quickly suppressed. ¡°Wait a second! Hold on!¡± Erel said as she hastily grabbed his thick wrist. Barkan¡¯s smile reached his eyes when she touched him for the first time without fear. This time, when he spoke again, his voice was gentle. ¡°Why? You said there is nothing going on between you two.¡± ¡®He really is a bad-tempered man.¡¯ With one glance at his perfect face, Erel could see that he was clearly enjoying her embarrassment and fear. ¡°Since you don¡¯t know him, I can kill him.¡± Erel desperately shook her head while trying to figure out what to do next, but she couldn¡¯t think of anything that could help her get around this situation. Meanwhile, the flames swirling above Barkan¡¯s hand gradually increased in size. If he attacks with something like that, not even a group of Masakas, let alone Mirdal would be safe. No, he would definitely die. ¡®Should I just let Mirdal die like this?¡¯ In the first place, Mirdal was the villain who tried to kidnap her, so why should she try to save him? However, when she considered the employees of the hat shop who got caught up in his plan and eaten by Kitan, she thought it would be too cheap for him to die like this. Erel had another reason for why she couldn¡¯t stand by and let Mirdal die. The reason was quite simple. She knew very well that Mirdal would later reflect on his actions and serve her with a heart of atonement for the rest of his life. ¡®This is the path for Mirdal¡¯s secret ending.¡¯ When Mirdal¡¯s favorability was raised to a certain level, he would kneel before the player and confess his love, but admit he was a terrible monster who didn¡¯t deserve to love anyone. Mirdal¡¯s parents were vain people who thought only of their family¡¯s glory. They were immensely proud that a Masaka, a son of God, had been born into their family. Naturally, Mirdal was given everything he wanted. In addition, his parents whispered poison into his ears by constantly telling him how special he was and how insignificant others were compared to him. Since Mirdal grew up to be a terribly arrogant and selfish monster, he committed many crimes without fear or hesitation. ¡®Perhaps that¡¯s why the store staff were left to be eaten.¡¯ In Mirdal¡¯s eyes, anyone other than a Masaka was as worthless as a fly. When he wanted to add a little flair to his plans, he didn¡¯t mind causing the deaths of a few commoners. Mirdal was essentially responsible for the ever-increasing crime, but Masakas were the only beings who could kill the Kitans and the children of God. Therefore, he was granted an ¡®immunity¡¯ from which he was not punished by human law. Instead, his entire family and all his friends were executed. Mirdal was greatly shocked by this. His first punishment came a little too late and was as harsh as it was excessive. Mirdal, half out of his mind, wandered around the world for years. In the process, he took a look at himself and used the time as an opportunity for deep reflection. After living only for himself, he decided to spend the rest of his life saving humanity as a means of atonement. It¡¯s only after these events that the player of the game ¡°Salvation¡± encounters Mirdal. Therefore, Raeyeon was very unfamiliar with the younger version of Mirdal. ¡®Maybe I should give him a chance to atone.¡¯ During the short period of time that she agonized over her troubles, the situation continued to deteriorate. Now, the flames swirling above Barkan¡¯s hand were big enough to destroy an entire house. ¡°Let go of this hand,¡± Barkan warned with a bright smile. His razor-sharp eyes were focused on Erel¡¯s slender fingers grasping his wrist. She knew the moment she let go of his wrist, Mirdal would surely burn until there wasn¡¯t a single bone fragment left. ¡°Please don¡¯t do this.¡± ¡°If you didn¡¯t like him¡­¡± Barkan reacted harshly to the words she had barely managed to voice. Instead of giving up, he raised the flames in his hands more menacingly while smiling brightly. ¡°You wouldn¡¯t be begging for his life in front of me right now.¡± She didn¡¯t know if it was due to his mood, but it seemed like her next words would determine if Mirdal¡¯s death would soon be caused by a fiery explosion. ¡°It¡¯s not like that¡­.¡± ¡°Then?¡± As he waited for her response, his cruel eyes scrutinized her facial expression. Seeing this, Erel quickly spat out whatever words came to mind. ¡°Well¡­ I¡­ My ideal type is a man who knows how to cherish life, even a life he finds insignificant.¡± It was a very desperate, but strangely specific claim. Upon hearing this, Barkan¡¯s face briefly had a blank expression. ¡°Ha.¡± At first, he exhaled sharply as if he was stunned, then the silence was quickly filled with his loud laughter. Barkan threw his head back and laughed as if it was his first time hearing something so amusing. At the same time, an alert for a system message sounded. [Barkan¡¯s favorability Has Increased By 3] Did her acting work? Erel anxiously watched Barkan¡¯s expression. Barkan met her pleading eyes and stretched out an empty hand with a smile on his face. ¡°Oh, my¡±. She flinched and almost moved to avoid it, but Erel closed her eyes tightly and endured the terrifying hand freely stroking her hair. ¡°The way you gazed at me with those eyes was very cute.¡± Towards the end, his voice dropped down to a whisper in her ear. Erel found the sensation strange. Unable to pretend she didn¡¯t hear, Erel opened her eyes again. ¡°It was a very impressive plea¡­.¡± His hair, which was more vibrant and colorful than the rising flames, and his dark golden eyes caught her attention. His lips curved into a luscious smile as he lowered his head and kissed her eyes slowly. It was a very affectionate contact, unlike Barkan¡¯s previous touches. It had the feeling of longing and a pity that seemed like he was sympathizing with something foolish and weak. When he kissed her again, he whispered, ¡°It¡¯s okay.¡± ¡°What do you mean?¡± ¡°You will get used to my ways soon enough.¡± Before Erel had a chance to think about the meaning of his words, the sizzling flame moved to Barkan¡¯s other hand and increased to a fearsome size. Naturally, his hand moved to direct the fireball to where Mirdal was lying on the floor. ¡°No!!!¡± Shocked, Erel reached out for his hand without a second thought. However, the differences in their physique were so great that she was unable to grab him and ended up grasping at the air instead. Meanwhile, the flame rose from Barkan¡¯s hand and looked like it would fly towards Mirdal¡¯s head at any moment. It was then that Erel stopped watching and turned away. Barkan smiled languidly as if it was all just a joke. ¡®He¡¯s insane.¡¯ She hated it. This man kills people like they¡¯re nothing more than insects. And she hated this helpless situation where she had no choice but to be swayed by this man. Seeing Mirdal die before her eyes would surely traumatize her to the point that just the sight of Barkan, the main culprit of all this, would make her shrink in fear. ¡®And this man will most definitely enjoy it.¡¯ With her completely terrified, it would be easy for him to drag her around and force her to bend to his will. He would use her however he desired and then throw her away when he¡¯s done. This was the future that awaited Erelle Elorance. As these thoughts flooded her mind, an unknown force suddenly surged from deep inside her heart. Chapter 22 ¡®What¡­ is¡­this¡­?¡¯ It was a really strange feeling. The prickling energy rising from the center of her chest was both hot and cold. ¡®Is this what it feels like to gulp down a strong drink on an empty stomach?¡¯ Erel could feel the energy rushing from her chest to her shoulders and down to her fingertips. Amid this, Barkan¡¯s movements as he fired off flames seemed very slow. The unknown power radiating from her fingertips enveloped his flame. With a hissing sound, the flames fired out by Barkan dissipated into the air. To be precise, Erel¡¯s power absorbed his flame and scattered it into different directions. ¡°Huh?¡± Erel couldn¡¯t believe what just happened. She looked down at her own hand with a bewildered look, but she couldn¡¯t see the intangible energy. ¡°¡­What?¡± Barkan had also witnessed the phenomenon. The smile he always used to mask his expressions, slipped for the first time. Beneath his mask, Erel saw his eyes, which looked upon her as if she was a pretty doll or trophy to win, wavered. ¡°How are you able to absorb my power¡­.?¡± It could only be the ability of a Resabre. However, it felt like the ability wasn¡¯t common knowledge. It was natural for Barkan to be surprised. Unlike Masakas, who could freely use their powerful abilities, Resabre¡¯s abilities were very passive. Although it was clearly their own power, Resabres were unable to use their abilities at will. Even the ¡®Sebring¡¯, which was the process of absorbing a Masaka¡¯s excess power and healing the damage caused by the overflow, had to be initiated by a Masaka. Therefore, it was inevitable for Resabres to be treated like convenient tools that existed for the sole purpose of being used by Masakas. However, Erel had just proven that those past assumptions were incorrect. There was a moment of suffocating silence while he stared at Erel as if she was a mysterious invention crafted by a witch, which made her very nervous. What if Barkan asks about what just happened? Would she be able to come up with an answer? No, she had no choice. Moreover, Barkan was not an opponent who would simply accept her answer. Somehow, he would persistently twist and push Erel until she gave him the answer he was looking for. ¡°Really¡­¡± Barkan finally opened his mouth. ¡°This is quite amusing.¡± He let out an unexpected sound and smiled seductively. Then, as if he was touching something fragile and easily marred, he gently caressed Erel¡¯s cheek. ¡°What should I do? I think I¡¯ve fallen in love with you, ¡± he whispered. The man, who possessed an overall negative favorability, lied casually. The shy expression he wore while he spoke about falling in love at first sight, was disgusting. Especially when his cold, seductive eyes were filled with laughter. It was evident that he intended to firmly take Erel in his grasp and dissect her bit by bit as if he was opening a machine to find the cause of an unknown malfunction. ¡°We will definitely get along. I should have known that from the beginning.¡± Barkan¡¯s eyes narrowed as if he was reminiscing about their previous meeting. Judging by the strange glow in those eyes, it was clear that he was reminiscing about the ¡°taste¡± he had of Erel¡¯s body. ¡°Ah¡­ I¡¯m already looking forward to the ¡®Sebring¡¯ that Miss Erel will give me,¡± he said in a voice lower than before. Then he stuck out his tongue slightly and licked his lips. All the while, his gaze never left Erel¡¯s face. The moment she revealed the slightest bit of fear, his eyes flashed dangerously as if he was going to push her down and mount her immediately. His gaze was like a vine that slowly entwined around Erel and held her captive. It was fortunate that his attention was no longer focused on Mirdal, but that didn¡¯t mean she wanted to be his next target. He stared at her with golden eyes that held the raw instincts of a wild animal. She felt dizzy and breathless as if an invisible hand was squeezing her throat. Then a voice was heard from outside, breaking the intense tension between the two. ¡°Is there anyone inside?¡± ¡°We received a report that an explosion had occurred.¡± A couple of royal knights stuck their heads through the slightly charred, broken door. After one glance at the destruction in Madame DeKie¡¯s shop, their faces held a terrified expression. ¡°What the hell happened?¡± ¡°Is the collapsed lady over there okay?¡± ¡®Oh, Beatrice!¡¯ It was only then that Erel thought of her friend¡¯s safety. As she frantically glanced around the store, she caught sight of Beatrice, who had fallen behind a half-collapsed decorative cabinet. Her stomach dropped when she saw Beatrice¡¯s body was motionless like a corpse. Even though Beatrice had tried to sell Erel to her younger brother, she still didn¡¯t want Beatrice to die. ¡°It¡¯s okay, she¡¯s just unconscious at the moment,¡± informed a knight after kneeling by Beatrice¡¯s side and examining her. ¡°Thank goodness.¡± As a result, Erel was deeply relieved; however, there was a look of disappointment evident on Barkan¡¯s face. No matter how arrogant Barkan was, he couldn¡¯t blatantly murder in front of the knights. ¡®And it was such a good opportunity to set an example, too.¡¯ Erel pretended to not see the look of regret on Barkan¡¯s face. Every second she spent with this man was like walking on thin ice, it was so unbearable. ¡°Who are you?¡± ¡°Reveal your identity!¡± shouted the knights with a wary expression. To the knights, it must seem very suspicious to find two unconscious people on the ground, and two others standing around, at the scene of such destruction. ¡°Excuse me for causing a commotion.¡± Barkan, who was like a beast on the verge of attacking, changed his attitude in a blink of an eye. Transforming into the persona of a perfect gentleman, he pulled something out of his pocket. It was an insignia embedded with a mysterious, purple-tinged obsidian stone amid a gleaming platinum border. Upon seeing this, the faces of the knights quickly changed to awe and fear. ¡°Barkan Harmash¡­?¡± ¡°What brings the son of the Great Lord here? Did a Kitan appear?¡± After confirming Barkan¡¯s identity, the knights were relieved but nervous at the same time. When Masakas used their powers, it was usually only when Kitans appeared. Even though Masakas were very dangerous beings, there was only one reason why they were not shunned by mankind. It was because they were the only weapons capable of killing ¡®Kitans¡¯, the human-eating monsters. ¡°Yes, unfortunately, one did appear,¡± Barkan answered. Then he raised his hand to point toward the warehouse where Kitan¡¯s corpse was located. Of course, the one who brought the Kitan to the shop and killed it was Mirdal, but Barkan pretended that it was his own efforts and lied smoothly. ¡°Don¡¯t worry, I successfully subdued it.¡± ¡°Oh, my god. I can¡¯t believe there¡¯s Kitans in this downtown area now.¡­¡± The oblivious knight relaxed and sighed briefly. He had no idea that a Masaka, who was supposed to protect humanity, had secretly captured a Kitan for nefarious purposes. ¡°Then, the reason the store was damaged¡­¡± The knight paused as he looked around the devastated store. There was no way Barkan could¡¯ve known what the words followed after that, but that didn¡¯t seem to deter him. ¡°This one arrived earlier, but unfortunately he seems to be a little inexperienced in controlling his strength.¡± With a friendly smile, Barkan immediately blamed Mirdal for all the destruction he caused. Unconscious and unable to defend himself, Mirdal naturally received the glares and criticism of the knights. ¡°Maybe it was his first time in action, so he got too excited and lost control. It shouldn¡¯t have been a mess to this extent¡­ I feel sorry for the shop owner.¡± At his words, which cleverly added to Mirdal¡¯s fault, the eyes of the knights sharpened a little more. In fact, Madame DeKie, the owner of the hat shop, was an influential figure with a distinguished reputation in society. She was also an exemplary citizen who showed favor towards the knights who patrolled around her store. But now her new store had been reduced to ashes. It was obvious that there would be a lot of resentment from the prominent ladies of the social circles and complaints of the knights not doing their jobs properly. Even in a situation where there was a Kitan on the loose, the knights glaring at Mirdal had no choice but to tremble. This was the same as burning down an entire house in hopes of killing a cockroach. ¡°¡­¡­Alright. I think we need to hear about the situation from this Harmash separately.¡± Two knights supported the unconscious Mirdal and lifted him up. They checked his pockets and pulled out his Masaka insignia. Since it was like an identity card, it contained all the information about a Masaka¡¯s family and origins. Mirdal would be taken to the security post and interrogated as soon as he woke up. While he wouldn¡¯t receive harsh treatment as a Masaka, he would be sweating quite a bit when he tried to explain his actions. Erel, who had just witnessed Barkan¡¯s manipulation tactics, found it absurd. But she had no intention of drawing his attention. It was because Barkan¡¯s smiling face, even at a side angle, was terrifying to look at. Because of this, she almost didn¡¯t hear what he said. ¡°That¡¯s too bad.¡± ¡®Too bad you didn¡¯t kill Mirdal when you had the chance? Is that what you mean?¡¯ Chapter 23 ¡°Huh? What do you mean?¡± Erel asked in surprise. Barkan lowered his head and looked at her from beneath his eyelashes. ¡°I was going to buy a hat that would suit you,¡± he whispered sarcastically. ¡®¡­.What are you talking about all of a sudden?¡¯ Erel was so stunned by Barkan¡¯s misleading words that she didn¡¯t notice the knights gazing in their direction with interest. ¡°If only the store hadn¡¯t been destroyed¡­.¡± The man, who was guilty of burning down the hat shop, wore a sad expression on his face like he was deeply affected by the ruined shop. He reached out and gently caressed the flowing hair above Erel¡¯s twitching eyebrows with a smile. ¡°I would have bought you the entire store. There isn¡¯t a hat in existence that doesn¡¯t suit you.¡± Erel couldn¡¯t stand it and opened her mouth. She was tempted to tell him that his heart was as black as the inside of a chimney, and ask why he was doing this, but it was a pity that she couldn¡¯t say it out loud. Also, there were still more trials left for her to endure. ¡°She must be very precious to you.¡± Next to him, a knight spoke warmly in response to the seemingly heartwarming display. Having fallen for Barkan¡¯s hypocrisy, he was smiling as if they were having a friendly conversation. ¡°Of course, she¡¯s precious to me.¡± Barkan did not necessarily break the knights¡¯ illusion. Rather, he took it a step further by making a show of grabbing Erel¡¯s hand and kissing it. ¡°I¡¯m going to propose to her soon.¡± The words deeply disturbed Erel¡¯s spirit. * * * * * * * ¡°I am finally convinced,¡± whispered the man who would soon destroy a kingdom with his lips stained red with blood and deceit. ¡°That you are my destiny.¡± He held her hand tightly and continued ¡°Erelle Elorance. Will you please marry me?¡± Like a man who had fallen in love at first sight, his voice was sweet and full of passion. However, as he knelt before her among the burnt ashes, he glared at her with eyes that glowed with madness and murderous intent. ¡°¡­Before I kill your entire family.¡± It was truly a terrifying dream. Erel woke up in a cold sweat, gasping and kicking at her blankets. She was so frightened that her heart pounded like she had just finished running a marathon. ¡°Ha¡­. ha¡­. ha¡­¡± Erel clutched the blanket firmly between her fingers. The cool, soft touch of the fabric finally brought her back to reality. ¡®Oh, it was just a dream.¡¯ She felt fortunate and relieved until another thought crossed her mind. ¡®What¡¯s so fortunate about this? My nightmare is already a reality.¡¯ At last, she had received a proposal¡­ From Barkan Harmash, the most depraved blackened target character in the game, ¡®Salvation¡¯. He seemed to be somewhat dissatisfied with Erel, who prevented him from killing Mirdal and was expressing it in a very unique way. By kneeling in front of others and proposing. ¡°Wow¡­ Congratulations!¡± ¡°You two will make a beautiful couple!¡± Unlike Erel, who seemed to have tuned out the world, the knights watched in admiration. In their eyes, Barkan and Erel were a beautiful couple that matched perfectly. Barkan was so large that Erel seemed too thin, but even that had a strange charm to it. ¡°Congratulations!¡± Erel, who listened to their words with a blank expression, couldn¡¯t feel the ground beneath her feet. There was a loud ringing in her ears, her vision darkened, and her legs felt weak. Even though she was prepared to some extent, when it became a reality, she was overwhelmed with dizziness and nausea. However, just before her staggering body collided with the ground, Barkan reached out and held her affectionately. ¡°You were surprised, right? I¡¯m sorry to have kept you waiting.¡± He was extremely villainous. He even wrapped it up neatly in case others found it strange by adding, ¡°It¡¯s okay. From now on, I will always be by your side.¡± The most dangerous man in the world had taken her hand and made a false oath. If she rejected his proposal, he had every intention of annihilating her family. Erel struggled to breathe in the arms of a man she could not escape from. From the moment he helped her, she expected this to happen. ¡®But what if Barkan wasn¡¯t there? What would have changed?¡¯ She probably wouldn¡¯t have escaped Mirdal safely. She felt like an appetizing piece of meat hanging in the air. There was no way to avoid all the eager eyes and fearsome fangs of the wild beasts coming at her from all directions. ¡°My love.¡± Barkan gently pressed his lips against her pale temple. The touch was so hot that it felt like he was engraving her with a seal of his fire. It was that moment when everything seemed to fall apart. Barkan kissed her ear and whispered in a voice that only she could hear. ¡°You know you can¡¯t run away.¡± Barkan had her in the palm of his hand. From the moment Erel left the mansion and headed for Madame DeKie¡¯s hat shop, his minions continued to follow and report her every move. Thanks to that Barkan was able to appear in a timely manner before she was dragged away by Mirdal. Mirdal¡¯s reckless plan to?? use a captured Kitan to scare her and then rescue her like a hero, Barkan, saw through it all. ¡®She¡¯s cute, too.¡¯ ¡®She¡¯s so cute that I want to bite into her flesh and devour her bit by bit. How dare some weak little kid covet what is mine.¡¯ Therefore, he hated foolish things. Mirdal would pay the price for daring to challenge his authority. In the bloodiest way imaginable, until it was engraved into that immature head of his. But before that, there was something he must do first. He needed to place shackles on his beautiful prey, so she could never escape. ¡°You¡¯re mine,¡± Barkan whispered. ¡®Because that¡¯s what I have decided.¡¯ As he held her close, his hands gripped her tightly as if they would never let go. Erel couldn¡¯t endure the stress any longer and fainted. When she opened her eyes again, she was in an unfamiliar place. ¡°Where am I?¡± Erel, who muttered words that were usually only heard in the dramas, touched her forehead. Perhaps because she didn¡¯t sleep well, a slight migraine now made her uncomfortable. [Ding! The side quest ¡®I don¡¯t want to die in a place like this!¡¯ has been completed! Random items will be given as a reward. You can check the detailed options by shouting the command ¡°Check Item¡±] ¡°A random item?¡± Fortunately, it wasn¡¯t too difficult to check the rewards. Suddenly, there was a flash of light coming from her hand, and her finger became heavy. When she looked down, she noticed that there was a ring on her right index finger. The ring had a deep blue turquoise jewel engraved with thin gold strings that twisted like a vine. ¡°¡­Check item.¡± After awkwardly shouting the command, system windows containing information about the ring popped up one after another. [Druid¡¯s Ring: The Druids of the forest have long been familiar with nature and have the mysterious ability to communicate with animals. With this ring, you can draw upon the favor of animals with the magical powers of the Druids.] ¡®¡­.What is this? Why didn¡¯t it give me something that would help me escape¡­.?¡¯ Looking down at the ring for a moment, Erel sighed and then looked around at her surroundings. The unfamiliar bedroom was decorated in red tones with dim lighting throughout. The golden chandeliers and lighting were luxurious, but it gave off an obscene and dangerous aura that was too difficult to describe. ¡®At the very least, I know I¡¯m not at home.¡¯ As far as she could remember, the Elorance Manor had no such red room. The representative colors of her family were green and blue, so all the rooms in their home were consistently decorated in the same tone. ¡°Is there anyone here?¡± She called out loudly. There was no response, so Erel cautiously got out of the bed. As soon as she stood up, there was a feeling of unfamiliar fabric brushing against her skin. Looking down, Erel saw that she was now dressed in a pale white chemise instead of the clothes she wore previously. Of course, the gown wasn¡¯t hers. ¡®Who changed my clothes?¡¯ She didn¡¯t have a good feeling. She had been moved to an unfamiliar place without her knowledge, and even her clothes had been changed. Although she was unconscious at the time, this was all done against her will. When she recognized the fact, a new sense of wariness rose. She cautiously approached the bedroom door and opened the heavy mahogany door. She briefly looked around and then stepped out into a hallway. ¡°What is¡­. this place¡­¡± The high ceilings of the hallway gave the surroundings a cold and majestic atmosphere. Which caused a new sense of intimidation to weigh upon her. In addition, there were statues of roaring lions lined up on either side of the extensive marble passageway. As she walked past, her figure reflected in the gleaming eyes of the statues, which left her with the chilling sensation of being watched. ¡®Do people really live in a place like this?¡¯ Erel glanced around as she walked along the hallway. She intended to keep going until she ran into someone. But her resolve soon faded. The hallway darkened a little bit each time she went around a corner until it was almost completely dark. All she could see was a sparsely lit candle in the middle of the hallway, which was barely enough to illuminate her surroundings. As the unique coldness of the marble hallway gradually permeated, Erel paused and seriously pondered. ¡®What should I do? Should I just turn around and head back?¡¯ Then, she noticed something white move in the corner of her eye. Erel quickly turned her head towards the movement. The moment her mind began to process the sight, her eyes widened. ¡®What is that?¡¯ In the distance, there was a pale man dressed completely in white. His hair, eyebrows, and skin were as white as the snow that covered an arctic tundra. In the dark hallway of the mansion, he alone seemed to emit light. Erel squinted as she gazed at the white man from afar, wondering if she was seeing things correctly. Then, as if he felt her gaze, he turned around. Their eyes met from a distance. After a moment she noticed that the man¡¯s face was transparent, not white. It wasn¡¯t just an exaggeration to say he was so transparent that the candles were visible through his body. Erel¡¯s eyes grew even wider when she saw him pass through a wall. ¡®What did I just see? Am I still dreaming?¡¯ Erel pinched her cheeks, but the tingling pain and the chill seeping through her thin clothes were very real. ¡®There are ghosts in this world, too¡­?!¡¯ Erel was so terrified that the hair on the back of her neck stood up. Suddenly, a status window message popped up before her bewildered eyes. [Ding! You have found the target character, John Louis Harmash.] Chapter 24 After checking the system message, Erel patted her chest in relief. She had almost mistaken him for a real ghost. John Louis Harmash. Judging from the surname, the man is also a Masaka. Yet, he wasn¡¯t a character she recognized. Given the circumstances, it¡¯s such a shame that ¡®Salvation¡¯ is an overly vast game. If she had recognized him, maybe she could have caught his attention and asked for directions. ¡®Did he go this way?¡¯ Feeling a bit courageous, Erel approached and pressed the palms of her hands against the wall the man passed through. Naturally, her hands were unable to pass through. Apparently, John had the ability to transform his body and pass through walls. Masakas had a wide range of strange abilities, many of which seemed beyond the bounds of possibility. ¡®In any case, I have to get out of here.¡± Erel sighed as she lifted her hands from the wall. It would have been nice if she had possessed a Masaka, rather than a weak Resabre. Then she wouldn¡¯t have to worry about being eaten by a villain like Barkan. With each step, she lamented on her predicament. After trudging through yet another hallway, she reached a point where it split into two different directions. ¡®Which way should I go?¡¯ ¡®If it¡¯s not one thing, it¡¯s another.¡¯ Erel sighed heavily as she agonized over which passageway would lead her to freedom. Suddenly, she felt a faint breeze blowing from the hallway on her left. ¡®Maybe this will lead to an exit?¡¯ After sweeping a few stray hairs from her face, Erel headed down the left hallway, with the single hope that she could escape the strange mansion and finally return home. However, that hope was soon crushed when she neared the end of the darkening corridor. It wasn¡¯t that she had taken the wrong way, in fact, there was a door that appeared to be an exit, just a short distance away. But it was an impassable door. ¡°Grrr¡­.¡± Directly in front of the door, there appeared to be some sort of creature partially hidden in the shadows. The moment it sensed her presence, the creature stirred, raising its head and sniffing the air. At first, Erel was unable to identify it because her vision was obscured by the darkness of the hallway, but once she adjusted to the lack of light, her eyes widened in astonishment. The creature turned out to be a dog, that was so large it was almost the size of a house. ¡°Woof! Woof!¡± The dog that snarled at her, with its eyes flashing as if it was about to charge at any moment, surprisingly had two heads. Its crimson-red eyes and deadly fangs, which were the size of daggers, were a terrifying sight to behold. Frightened by its intimidating appearance, Erel started to back away until she noticed that the large beast seemed quite familiar. ¡®That¡¯s the dog Barkan had with him the day we first met!¡¯ The moment Erel realized where she had been dragged off to, feelings of despair quickly surfaced and her chest tightened. ¡®Barkan is definitely the owner of this mansion.¡¯ The fact that she was trapped in the lair of the wickedest and most evil man, who would one day destroy the kingdom and then the world, filled her with uneasiness. This was a hopeless situation. Now that she had been brought here, there was no way she could escape on her own. ¡®My family must be very worried,¡¯ But she had more pressing matters that took precedence over that. Such as the monstrous beast, which was growling like it wanted to pounce and attack her. ¡°Shh¡­nice doggy¡­ I¡¯m not a bad person¡­¡­.¡± ¡°Grrrr!¡± Apparently, the dog had no intention of listening to Erel. Unsure of what to do, she panicked as the dog¡¯s barks grew even louder. If it were to use those razor-sharp fangs on her, with her weak body, she had no chance of surviving. ¡®Wait a second¡­in a situation like this, calling the dog by its name would be more effective at calming it down.¡­.¡¯ Erel recalled a pet-related tv show she had occasionally watched during her previous life. Fortunately, she still remembered the name Barkan used at that time. ¡°Choco¡­?¡± Erel called out in a trembling voice. Much to her surprise, the dog stopped barking and simply stared at her with a curious gaze that seemed to ask, ¡®How do you know my name? Who the hell are you?¡¯ ¡®How could you give such a cute name to such a scary dog?¡¯ This alone cemented her opinion that Barkan was not sane. In any case, using its name seemed to have worked, and thanks to that, she was feeling a little more optimistic. ¡®If it lowered its guard just a bit, maybe I could slip past it and exit through the door.¡¯ ¡®Only then I will be able to escape.¡¯ Drawing upon her strength, Erel began to coax the dog in a voice sweeter than cotton candy. ¡°Good Choco. Choco is such a cute doggy. So adorable.¡± During the tv show, the host claimed that dogs could understand compliments. With that in mind, Erel tried her hardest to win the dog¡¯s affection. While her attempts to soothe the large beast were clumsy, she continued with her praises because she was desperate to leave. Choco, of course, looked at her with its two heads, as if she was a crazy human being. Regardless, her opponent was an animal, so there was no reason for her to feel embarrassed. ¡°Choco, sit down!¡± Needless to say, Choco did not sit on command. It was a normal response, seeing as most dogs didn¡¯t obey anyone except their masters. At any rate, it wasn¡¯t barking or growling like before, so Erel decided to push harder. ¡°Please, sit down! Choco, sit here!¡± Erel timidly pointed to the floor with her finger and shouted again. Her actions seemed to only aggravate Choco because shortly afterwords, it started barking again. ¡°Woof, Woof!¡± At first, Erel was startled, but soon she realized that Choco¡¯s barks were not as aggressive as before. To be precise, Choco seemed to be very happy with her presence. ¡®Why did its behavior change all of a sudden?¡¯ Erel eyed Choco¡¯s wagging tail with suspicion. While she had never raised a dog before, she understood that this was an expression of excitement. Erel smiled awkwardly and waved her hand at Choco. As her hand moved from side to side, his eyes followed the motion. ¡®Huh?¡¯ ¡®How could I forget?¡¯ After observing Choco¡¯s strange behavior for a moment, Erel suddenly recalled the ¡°Druid¡¯s Ring¡± on her finger. ¡®Isn¡¯t this ring supposed to have the ability to attract the affection of animals?¡¯ ¡®That¡¯s amazing!¡¯ Erel glanced down and admired the ring that twisted around her index finger. At the same time, she was somewhat surprised because she had considered the ring useless, but now, she was aware of its value. ¡®Maybe it can help me escape this place.¡¯ The thought made her heart swelled with hope. As long as she wore the ring, she didn¡¯t have to worry about a certain hellish-looking dog. She could simply walk past the beast and exit through the door. Now that she had a solid escape plan, Erel smiled smugly and took a step in the animal¡¯s direction. ¡°Woof!¡± ¡°Oh my god!¡± The moment she started to approach the door, Choco rushed forward and bumped her with one of its heads. As a result of her carelessness, Erel was so startled by the dog¡¯s actions that she stumbled and fell backward. However, before she hit the cold marble floor, her fall was prevented by a pair of strong hands. ¡°Found you.¡± Her heart sank the moment she heard his voice. ¡®How the hell did he manage to get so close?¡¯ Erel was confident that she hadn¡¯t heard any approaching footsteps. He was so close that Erel felt his warm breath lightly brush against her ear as he spoke. Erel trembled as she slowly turned around to face him, only to be met with a sharp jawline and alluring lips that looked straight out of an erotic painting. Golden eyes looked down at Erel from above. ¡°Did you enjoy playing hide-and-seek?¡± Upon hearing that, Erel instantly knew he had been watching her from the moment she stepped out of the room. Erel felt foolish for thinking that she could easily escape from the devil¡¯s den when he had been stalking her like prey he wanted to devour. His deep amber eyes narrowed, as he stared into her eyes. His gaze was so intense, it was as if he could see directly into her soul. The corners of his lips curled into a smirk like he was mocking her naiveness. Like a cat toying with its meal, he took pleasure in chasing and capturing his prey. However, the anticipation of the chase stimulated his urge to devour his prey in one bite. ¡°I brought you to my home because you fainted in the midst of all the chaos. Are you feeling better now?¡± If anyone else had heard him, they would have thought he was genuinely concerned for her, but his words were laced with deception, and she saw right through it. He could have taken Erel to the Elorance estate. If he knew where to send the flower carts, then he would have known where to take her unconscious body. However, Barkan dragged Erel straight to his house without a second thought, seeing it as an opportunity he could take advantage of. He had her in the palm of his hand since the very beginning. When it finally dawned on her, Erel jerked away from his touch, her mind reeling from the reality of her situation. ¡°I hope you will enjoy your stay at my house.¡± Fishing a case from his pocket, Barkan open the lid and selected a cigar. With the cigar settled between his sensual lips, he lit a small flame, courtesy of his fingertips, and threw an indifferent gaze in her direction. ¡°Why aren¡¯t you answering me?¡± While his pronunciation was slightly unclear because he still had the cigar in his mouth, his voice had a subtle yet coercive undertone. Erel heard his message, loud and clear. ¡®Since you will be living here in the future, you better get used to it, even if you don¡¯t want to.¡¯ ¡®He really is a son of a b*tch. In that case, this ring should also affect him. But why isn¡¯t it working on him?¡¯ Erel grumbled inwardly as she stared at the ring decorating her finger. (Editor¡¯s note: Bitch really called this mf is an animal.) Then, as if he magically heard her thoughts, Barkan whispered in a sweet yet brutal voice, despite them being the only two in the dark hallway, ¡°If you keep doing this, I¡¯m going to get upset.¡± Perceiving his words as a threat, Erel¡¯s heart dropped as a shiver went down her spine. Chapter 25 Erel stared blankly at the beautiful face enjoying her despair. The walls surrounding her were as high as bars, everything within her eye range was dark, and the air touching her skin felt colder than ice. She was completely trapped in his territory. And this cunning man would never let go of her without a fight. Even though she knew it well, Erel couldn¡¯t help but plead with her trembling lips. ¡°Send me home¡­..please. My family will be worried.¡± ¡°Hmm.¡± Before answering, Barkan exhaled thick smoke through his reddish lips. The hazy smoke surrounded Erel like shapeless prison bars, causing her to feel suffocated. ¡°Do you want to go home?¡± He asked while licking his thick lower lip and savoring the aftertaste of the cigar. At his question, Erel nodded hastily. Observing her pathetic expression, Barkan smiled and answered straight away. ¡°No.¡± His eyes were full of delight as he gazed at Erel, who was obviously fed up with his words. Her breathing was labored and she appeared to be close to fainting. She looked so pitiful that he almost felt sorry, but it was inevitable. Because in the end, his preference was to kidnap and deflower princesses. But he knew things would become difficult if he pushed too hard. Otherwise, his prey might go crazy and or die. ¡°I don¡¯t know. If Miss Erel behaves well, I might change my mind.¡± ¡°I¡­¡± ¨Ccough, cough¨C ¡°How can I convince you to send me home¡­¡­.?¡± Unfortunately, Erel was unable to speak properly. It was because each time she took a breath, the cigar smoke that Barkan exhaled, filled her nose and irritated her throat. It was a bitter yet strangely sweet smoke. But the lingering taste was so strong that her head was spinning and left her feeling nauseous. As a result, Erel was coughing constantly, which muffled her words to the point where she couldn¡¯t speak. ¡°Oh¡­¡± Erel wasn¡¯t aware of this, but the cigar that Barkan was puffing on, was nothing less than poison. It was a drug that was so potent that even a miniscule amount was enough to knock out an ordinary person. Naturally, Erel¡¯s weak body couldn¡¯t hold out. Erel pressed a hand against her forehead as she struggled to keep her balance. After stumbling for a bit, she eventually fainted. Before her small, fragile head slammed into the marble floor, Barkan gently embraced her body with one arm. ¡°Oh, my.¡± With a bitter smile, Barkan casually put out his cigar. And as if to get rid of the aftertaste in his mouth, he kissed the nape of her neck. Then, a sweet and ephemeral scent overwhelmed his senses, causing his mouth to water. It was the very scent that made Barkan go into heat again and again. Because of this, he spent countless nights unable to soothe the raging storm within him. So, he couldn¡¯t let her go, regardless of how much she cried and begged. No, absolutely not. ¡°How did you manage to catch my eye?¡± Barkan swept his hand through her long hair with a possessive touch. He lightly stroke her cheek and then hugged her closely as he headed to the bedroom. There wasn¡¯t an inch of her skin or hair that wasn¡¯t soft and fragrant. Barkan relished the feeling of her body gently swaying in his arms with every step he took. ¡®Do you know how much I enjoy your expressions when you¡¯re trembling and pretending to not be afraid?¡¯ ¡°Of course, that doesn¡¯t mean I¡¯ll let you off the hook.¡± His hollow laughter echoed through the cold hallway. * * * * * * * When Erel opened her eyes again, she wasn¡¯t in her bedroom, but was the same unfamiliar red bedroom she found herself in before. Erel realized immediately that she was still at Barkan¡¯s mansion. ¡®Oh my god!¡¯ She quickly sat up, feeling fully awake as if she had been doused in cold water. She had to find a way to escape before he completely devoured her. The moment she was about to get out of the bed, a hot hand grabbed her shoulder and pressed her back against the bed. ¡°Where are you going?¡± He exuded a deep scent similar to musk. The woodsy and earthy fragrance was mixed with the slightly bitter scent of a strong cigar. ¡®Barkan?¡¯ Erel felt her heart skip a beat. Even though Barkan had a large statue, he could conceal himself if he wanted to. He was like a black leopard hiding his claws and crouching in the shade of a tree, waiting for the chance to pounce. ¡°Did you sleep well?¡± Barkan pulled her stiff body against his chest and kissed her forehead. It was a friendly touch like a lover, but when Erel received that kiss, she became terrified and her face paled. Erel was now lying in bed alone with Barkan. She couldn¡¯t think of a more dangerous situation, even the peril of hanging from a cliff with a frayed rope could compare. ¡°Let go. Let go of me, please,¡± Erel pleaded as she struggled to get out of his arms. However, no matter how much she struggled, her efforts were in vain. His arms and legs, which were tightly clasped around her like iron, did not budge. Masakas had physical abilities that were superior to those of humans, this was no different than a fight between a five-year-old child and an adult. After struggling for some time, Erel was completely exhausted and breathing heavily. Barkan¡¯s eyes had a strange glow as he watched her struggle helplessly. ¡°If you keep gasping like that¡­ ¡­I¡¯m going to get a little excited.¡± Erel inhaled sharply at his words. In this place, Barkan could have her as many times as he wanted, however he wanted. Because this was his mansion, and no one could stop him, the great Masaka and ruler of the underworld. ¡°Why are you shivering all of a sudden? Are you cold?¡± With their bodies touching, Barkan quickly noticed Erel¡¯s shivering and her attempts to control her breathing. He knew she was well aware of his observant nature, so he had no clue why she was trying to hide her fear. Barkan grinned and pulled her closer, while pretending he didn¡¯t notice her distress. ¡°I should warm you up¡±. His breath swept over her skin, leaving behind a lingering heat. Erel flinched, and tried to suppress her growing panic. She felt like a mouse being between the large paws of a predator. Even if she grew desperate enough to raise a hand against him, she wouldn¡¯t be able to inflict the slightest scratch on Barkan, and would only be risking her life. Erel felt trapped in a situation that she had no hopes of escaping. The depressing thoughts left her feeling weak and helpless. Sensing the change in her mood, Barkan narrowed his eyes and looked down at Erel as if he was suspicious of her behavior. Raising her head slightly, her gaze fell on his handsome face, and with her eyes brimming with tears, Erel asked helplessly. ¡°When are you going to send me back?¡± If she couldn¡¯t use force, she had to find another way. If she couldn¡¯t run away, it would be wiser for her to find a compromise with the least amount of risk and danger. This was the inevitable part of surviving for the weak. ¡°You want to go out? But I don¡¯t want to go out right now.¡± Barkan smiled mischievously as if he didn¡¯t understand the meaning of her words. However, when he stared at her without blinking, his eyes were as deep and dark as a bottomless swamp. ¡®I can¡¯t even begin to imagine what¡¯s lurking beneath the surface.¡¯ ¡°Please, let me go.¡± Erel knew it would be useless, but she pleaded to him over and over again. However, Barkan pulled out a cigar and tilted his head with a smile. ¡°Hmm¡­ Your pleading voice is pretty. Can you beg some more?¡± It was hopeless. Like a puppeteer manipulating the strings of a marionette, Barkan had her dancing to his tune. Regardless if she was mentally or physically hurt, it was only a game to him. When the realization hit her, Erel sniffled as her sky-blue eyes began to moisten and tears began to roll down her cheeks. Seeing this, Barkan¡¯s mouth hardened indistinguishable with displeasure. ¡®Her crying face is so annoying, I hate it so much.¡¯ He hated noisy things, and crying sounds seemed to really amplify his thirst for violence, like a poison slowly spreading throughout his body. Because of this, the more someone cried, screamed, or begged, the more sadistic he became. Of course, he wasn¡¯t stupid enough to kill a precious Resabre for being noisy, but he couldn¡¯t help but feel annoyed. But, Erel didn¡¯t make a sound as she cried. Instead, she closed her eyes so tightly that her pale lashes acted like a barrier, preventing majority of her tears from falling, while silently brushing away the tears that did escape. ¡°What do you want?¡± Erel asked slowly. ¡°What do you think I want?¡± ¡°Please¡­. If you tell me exactly what you want, maybe¡­ Maybe we can quickly find a compromise,¡± she pleaded in a timid voice. While her voice was shaky, she did not back down in the end, which impressed Barkan slightly. He didn¡¯t expect to see such tenacity from Erel, who trembled whenever she was in his presence. [Ding! Barkan¡¯s favorability has increased by 3] Sometimes a bit of unpredictability could be fun. The same was true of the display of Erel Elorence¡¯s ability at the hat shop the othe day. ¡®Maybe she will make things a bit more exciting.¡¯ Barkan expected as much. ¡°You¡¯re quite brave Miss Erel.¡± If she could satisfy him, naturally, he would treat her well. Sitting up, Barkan broke the unlit cigar in half and threw it on the floor. Then he straddled her body, his weight pressing her lower body firmly against the bed, and placed his hands on either side of her head. He gazed down at her while Erel shifted nervously beneath him. ¡°You asked me what I wanted.¡± His beautiful eyes slowly swept over Erel. His gaze was unrelenting, as if he planned to devour her down to the bone marrow. ¡°It¡¯s very simple. I¡¯m a very powerful Masaka, so I need a suitable Resabre to match.¡± He reached out and caressed Erel¡¯s cheek meaningfully. And with his thumb, he gently brushed away the remaining tears at the corners of her eyes. ¡°I hope that will be you, Erelle Elorence.¡± Then, his touches became less gentle as his thumb swept under her eyes repeatedly. Until her eyes were painfully red, and wet with fresh tears. Chapter 26 ¡°Why me?¡± Erel asked, turning her head away from his touch. Barkan poked her soft cheeks mischievously, but he did not answer the question easily. Unexpectedly, he seemed to be lost in thought, which was drastically different from his typical impulsive and erratic behavior. ¡°¡­Because it seems like a lot of fun,¡± he suddenly answered after a long pause. His voice was gentle and warm, but Erel was not fooled. ¡°I¡¯m a very boring person.¡± ¡°Amusement is a very subjective feeling. I didn¡¯t know you had the ability to determine what things I enjoy.¡± His hand, which was always as light and soft as a feather, gripped Erel¡¯s slender chin tightly. Her eyes were closed tightly, but she felt the urge to open her eyes and meet his gaze. Erel reluctantly lifted her heavy eyelids. And the moment she made eye contact with Barkan, who was straddling her body, she inhaled sharply. ¡°You¡¯re entertaining enough, Erelle Elorence.¡± In the blink of an eye, Barkan pinned her wrist against the bed, his lips curving into a smile. When he lowered his head and whispered with his lips pressed against her ear, her body tightened with tension. ¡°I think it will be especially fun to break you.¡± Pure malice flashed across his innocently smiling face. His eyes seemed to be calculating the many methods he would use to completely destroy her. At this point, Erel didn¡¯t think she would ever be able to get over her resentment. She closed her eyes tightly so as not to reveal the light of despair that appeared in her eyes. Then his fingers that were gripping her chin slowly trailed down her delicate neck. ¡°Didn¡¯t you say you wanted to go home?¡± Barkan asked in a seductive tone. Upon hearing his words, her eyes flew open. After tracing the outline of her collarbone, his fingertips paused right above her cleavage. ¡°You¡¯ll let me go home?¡± Erel asked in a desperate voice. She knew it was a trap, but his words were so enticing that she couldn¡¯t stop herself from taking the bait. The Elorence household must have turned completely upside down when she didn¡¯t return from the trip to a hat shop with Beatrice. The family was already worried about their daughter, who was a Resabre, so they must be freaking out by now. Erel remembered Louisa¡¯s desperation as she searched for her after finding Erel missing from the carriage in the past. When they were reunited, Louisa burst into tears and pulled Erel into her warm embrace. Louisa wasn¡¯t the only one. Her older brother, Michael, and her father, Calvert, both sincerely cared and worried about her. Although they weren¡¯t Raeyeon¡¯s real family, they were like her own family, at least while she occupied Erel¡¯s body. That being said, Erel was eager to leave. She couldn¡¯t wait to escape this dreadful mansion and wretched man and return to the warm home that awaited. ¡°Of course, I¡¯ll let you go.¡± ¡°Really?¡± ¡°Just not now.¡± Barkan was clearly playing with her. She was so tired of his manipulation and games. ¡°What should I do?¡± Erel asked earnestly. Then, with a deep smile, Barkan caressed the front of her chemise. It was a touch with clear intentions. ¡°As you know, we just met, so we don¡¯t trust each other.¡± ¡°¡­ ¡­ .¡± ¡°So prove it to me that you are trustworthy.¡± At those words, Erel¡¯s eyes were visibly shaking. She quickly understood what Barkan wanted, she just didn¡¯t want to admit it. ¡°There¡¯s no use in trying to dissuade me with those cute eyes.¡± Barkan gently kissed her face, which was distorted as if she was about to cry. The touch of his lips was as light as a feather, but the lingering feeling was very intense. ¡°Cmon, you know exactly what you need to do.¡± Before she could react, his hands descended, his fingertips lightly tracing a heated path along her skin, until eventually, one hand was gently massaging her waist and the other was firmly gripping her hip. But what was more blatant than his touch were his eyes. A pair of lustful eyes revealed the aching desire to thrust himself deep inside of her. A gaze full of dominance that expressed the possessive urge to mark her as his, until he left red traces all over her body and her thighs were slick with her excitement. At this point, Erel wanted to scream. She wanted to push him away immediately and leave this unbearable place. But there was nowhere for her to escape. The safety of her family was also at stake here. As a result, she no longer had the power to refuse or the freedom to make her own decisions. As he said, this was a game, where the winner and loser had already been decided. ¡®However¡­.¡¯ Since this was a game that she couldn¡¯t win anyway, she had minimized her losses as much as possible. As long as Barkan continued his bizarre courtship, Erel would inevitably become his Resabre. She had tried her best to avoid this path, but she had a sneaking suspicion that things would have still ended up this way. However, there was still one thing she could do. And that was protecting Erel¡¯s family. If she does nothing to defuse the situation, Erel¡¯s family will step in to protect her instead. Considering the fact that Barkan never tolerates interference, he would definitely kill them all so he could possess Erel completely. ¡®Just like that nightmare from before.¡¯ But before that, there were pressing matters that needed to be addressed. Erel knew she had to resign herself to her fate. ¡®Yeah, this is also an inevitable part of survival.¡¯ Although it wasn¡¯t her own body, this was the only way to protect her family, so she knew the real Erel Elorence would be willing to understand. Erel shuddered and gently pushed his hand away from her body. And before Barkan could express his displeasure, she began to untie the front of the chemise with her own hands. ¡°As expected, you¡¯re smart too.¡± Barkan willingly removed his hand and uttered words that were either a compliment or a sarcastic remark. After watching Erel struggle to take the chemise off, he stopped her hand. ¡°It¡¯s pretty cute to see you working so hard, but¡­¡± ¡®I prefer to tear things apart.¡¯ Barkan grabbed the front of the chemise with both hands and tore it off at once. The soft silk ripped and fell open, exposing the sweetly curved mounds to the cold air, raising slight goosebumps along her pale skin. She was momentarily surprised when his hot hands gently kneaded and stroked her aching breasts. ¡°I thought they would be small, but they¡¯re bigger than I thought.¡± Contrary to his scorching body temperature, his tone of voice was dry as if he was evaluating the products on display. Barkan relished the feeling of her creamy flesh in his hand as he squeezed and fondled her breasts a few times. Then he caressed her leg with the other hand. ¡°I like this place more than your chest.¡± And that place happened to be between her legs, where he wanted to put his face the most. He gently stroked her soft inner thighs and then pushed her legs apart. Erel turned her head away, biting her lips as she mentally prepared for what was to come. This was not an act the two of them had mutually agreed to do together. Although she pretended to make a deal, it was obviously one-sided, and Barkan clearly would be violating her. Therefore, she had no reason to cooperate with this act. Erel tried to reason with herself but soon realized that it was a complacent idea. ¡°I may have mentioned this before, but it¡¯s quite lovely. Maybe it¡¯s because you were raised gently, but it¡¯s like a flower blossom.¡± Barkan parted the folds of her quivering core with his fingers to admire it. She knew he intended to fully humiliate her. ¡°The color, shape, and taste are all perfect, but the only downside is¡­ It¡¯s too small.¡± He rubbed her clit a few times absentmindedly before stopping and releasing a sigh of annoyance. ¡°So, how am I supposed to put it in?¡± Erel tried to close her legs after hearing his disapproving tone, but Barkan grabbed her ankle, which was thinner than his wrist, and prevented her from closing her legs. ¡°Spread your legs more,¡± he demanded in an overbearing tone. Barkan¡¯s expression was already seething with ferocious hunger. His golden eyes were full of anticipation for the upcoming action. ¡°Aah¡­¡± His thick fingers began to rub her again. Contrary to his handsome face, his fingertips were quite rough, but that made the rubbing feel even more stimulating. Even though she found his touch to be a bit violent, Erel¡¯s body slowly began to respond to the caress. Soon, she was slick with her excitement and no longer felt any pain or discomfort. Erel gasped from the pressure of his fingers gently pushing inside of her. When his fingers curled and began to slowly thrust, she shivered beneath him, while biting her lip to stifle her moans. ¡°Do you like it? I think I said this before, but you have a very sensitive body.¡± The tension in her body gradually melted away, even the slight discomfort from his fingers soon replaced with a building pleasure. When she shivered beneath him, Barkan grinned and increased his movements. Each time his fingers slide out, Barkan felt her tighten as if disappointed by the emptiness, so there was no way he didn¡¯t notice. ¡°You¡¯re so vulgar. Look at you, gasping beneath a man while clenching down on his fingers with your cunt.¡± Erel didn¡¯t feel ashamed despite the harsh reprimands. On the contrary, she whimpered, raising her hips off the bed, and tightening around his fingers again. The feeling of his thick fingers thrusting in and out of her wetness was the only thing she could focus on. And each time his fingertips rubbed against a particular spot, she cried out, shuddering as waves of exquisite pleasure washed over her. Erel was so wet that she could hear wet noises while Barkan continued to push his fingers into her. He bowed his head and whispered into her ear, ¡°You came so much that it¡¯s flowing from you. Did you want to play with me that much?¡± His teeth lightly grazed her earlobe, causing her to shiver in anticipation. Erel knew there was something seriously wrong with her head but she couldn¡¯t think clearly. Erel reached her peak again as Barkan whispered crude words in her ear, with his fingers buried deep inside of her. Chapter 27 Caution! Trigger Warning! Contains aspects of nonconsensual acts, dubious consent and coercive acts. He was extremely fierce, obscene, and even skillful at it. Erel had no choice but to cry out while squirming lasciviously under his touch. ¡°You¡¯re wiggling your hips. Do you like it that much?¡± She was angry, but she couldn¡¯t deny it. Her legs, which she really didn¡¯t want to spread open not so long ago, kept spreading wider convulsively. She wanted his fingers, which had been roughly thrusting in and out of her wetness, to plunge deeper. Whenever his skillful fingers pressed down on her sweet spot, her hips raised on their own, and a sweet gasp escaped her lips. ¡°Don¡¯t moan too much. I still need to warm you up a bit more.¡± Barkan clicked his tongue as he gently pressed against her bud with his thumb, which was soaked with her flowing juices. He rubbed her swollen bud in a circular motion while slowly increasing the speed. Her breath hitched and her body trembled from the unknown sensation. When she cried out, he could feel her clench on his fingers as she reached her peak. ¡°Ha ¡­ aaahh¡­!!¡± Even as Erel shuddered from the waves of pleasure, he didn¡¯t stop his caresses. She couldn¡¯t stop herself from arching towards his fingers, which continued to tease and plunge inside of her tight, convulsing depths. ¡°Stop, ah! I feel¡­ weird.¡± ¡°Oh, my. You will feel even weirder afterward, what will you do then?¡± Barkan grinned with his well-shaped lips, then licked his own finger. It was something that he did in order to draw her attention and force her to focus on him, but surprisingly, her taste on the tip of his tongue was not bad. No, in fact, it was very good. The bland but sweet nectar-like taste lingered in his mouth. The taste of an unripe fruit stimulated him even more. ¡°Such an erotic taste.¡± Erel¡¯s cheeks blushed when she heard his words. It was quite cute to see her turning away stubbornly even though she was struggling to catch her breath. Rather, she seemed to have no idea that such an act only encouraged a man¡¯s sadism. With a silent laugh, Barkan slowly rubbed his growing erection over his clothes. Erel twisted her shoulders, trembling at the sound of him pulling down his pants. He fully intended to tease her more if she desperately pretended not to know anything. Barkan grabbed her shoulder with one arm and turned her around, then he pushed his thick hardness directly in front of her lily-like innocent face. ¡°You seemed like you enjoyed yourself thoroughly. Now, can you serve me as well?¡± Erel had a shocked expression on her face while staring at his length. Previously, she had estimated his size based on Barkan¡¯s tall stature and sturdy build, but this was ridiculous. There was no way something as thick and sizable as this could fit into her body. Whether it be her lips or anywhere else. With that in mind, Erel tried to back away with a terrified expression on her face. But before she was able to do so, Barkan grabbed her small face. ¡°You should open your mouth.¡± ¡°You¡¯re a good girl, right?¡± Barkan asked as he pressed both of her cheeks and forced open her mouth. And, he thrust his length between her lips, which seemed to barely fit a macaron. The way her small, pinkish lips, contrasted against his dark red straining arousal, visually entertained him. ¡°Ha¡­ aeeupp..!!¡± Tears formed in Erel¡¯s widened eyes. The skin around her lips and chin were stretched to the limit, as she was barely able to handle the tip. ¡°You¡¯re tight between your legs and your mouth is small as well. I never thought you would have this side to you, Lady Erelle,¡± Barkan spoke sarcastically while forcing more of himself into her mouth. However, Erel couldn¡¯t even refute since her mouth was full. ¡°Suck it,¡± Barkan ordered sweetly as he lowered his red eyelashes. Erel tried to use her lips and tongue, but she couldn¡¯t do anything, being that he filled the entirety of her mouth, without leaving a bit of space. ¡°You are really bad at this,¡± Barkan clicked his tongue at her clumsy attempt and began rocking his hips. The motion caused his length to move between her lips, rubbing along Erel¡¯s tongue at an agonizingly slow pace. A low groan burst from Barkan¡¯s throat as he enjoyed her tight, damp mouth. ¡°Aah¡­ feels good.¡± On the other hand, Erel wanted to cry, but all she could do was let out gasping nasal sounds, while a bitter and salty taste assaulted her tastebuds. When he slid further into her mouth, she felt like he was entering her throat, which made it difficult to breathe. Despite this, Barkan had no intention of letting her go. The moment Erel attempted to pull her head back, he stopped stroking the back of her head and roughly grabbed a fistful of hair. ¡°Just know that you¡¯ll be in trouble if you bite it,¡± Barkan warned while smiling violently and gripping her hair. Then he began to move his hips wildly as if Erel¡¯s mouth was some masturbation tool. His thick hardness, which already boasted a terrifying size even before he put it in, grew even larger in her mouth. Whenever he roughly hit the back of her throat, she instantly began to cough. Erel really felt like she was going to die. When that thought crossed her mind, Barkan finally pulled himself out of her mouth. Then he spoke briefly with an indifferent expression. ¡°Spread your legs.¡± Using one hand, he pushed her down, his hand traveling down to grasp her hip and hold her in place. With his other hand, he grabbed the back of one of her knees and forced her to open her legs. Due to the differences in their physiques, he treated Erel like she was nothing but a doll. It terrified her to be pinned under his large frame. His muscular body was so heavy that it almost felt painful. However, without giving her much time to resist, he pressed his thick hardness against her wet entrance. ¡°I¡¯ll put it in now.¡± When their eyes met, he narrowed his eyes and gave her a sultry look, as if he was trying to seduce her. Apart from his terrible personality, his face exuded a breathtaking beauty. In that moment, Erel was instantly captivated by him. Taking advantage of the moment, Barkan buried himself deep inside of her with one swift motion. ¡°Aaaaah¡­.!!¡± Erel twisted her body in response to the pain between her legs. For a moment, she felt like she couldn¡¯t breathe, her mind went completely blank, and the afterlife seemed to waver before her eyes. In that state, when Barkan adjusted his position, it literally made her feel like she was dying from the penetration. ¡°Wa¡­.it¡­. don¡¯t mov¡­¡± She was in so much pain that she couldn¡¯t even speak properly. She gasped sharply while gripping the sheets so tightly, it seemed as if her fingers would break. Barkan frowned as he stared down at her. ¡°Is this your first time? With such a erotic expression?¡± There was no need for an answer. Her immature reaction and painful gasps told him that she had no experience in accepting a man. ¡°On top of that, you really do need a lot of care.¡± It was already painful, so when Erel heard his reprimand, she began to shed tears. She had a feeling that Barkan didn¡¯t like seeing her tears, but at this point, his likes and dislikes were the least of her concerns. Why should she care about what he hates when she feels like dying? ¡°It hurts.¡± Erel eventually wept after she answered. Barkan gave an interesting look when he heard her complaint, which was something she had never done before, regardless of how scary or coercive he behaved. ¡°It will hurt more if I stay still.¡± He pulled his hips back slightly as he spoke. Then a short painful scream burst from her lips due to his movement. ¡°Ah!!¡± At this point, there was no fear of anything. She just despised him for hurting her and penetrating her body. ¡°I told you not to move!¡± Erel cried out and carelessly slapped him on the shoulder to emphasize who she was blaming. To Barkan, it was such a light touch, that it couldn¡¯t even be called a real slap, but it did surprise him a bit. As he turned to look at where she hit his shoulder, he thought of something with a blank expression. ¡®Is she angry?¡¯ During that moment, Erel realized the gravity of her actions and became fearful. Then she suddenly heard an unexpected notification. [Ding! Barkan Harmash¡¯s desirability has increased by 3.] ¡®Why at a time like this?¡¯ Erel thought, doubting her eyes. ¡°What should I do?¡± Barkan whispered with a gentle touch while removing the hairs stuck to her cheek ¡°Wh¡­at?¡± ¡°I¡¯m getting more excited because you¡¯re whining.¡± As he spoke, his length twitched and swelled even bigger inside of her. Erel bit down on her lip in response to the pain. She was well aware that he wasn¡¯t normal, but she had no idea how to deal with this change of mood. ¡°Look into my eyes. Erelle Elorence,¡± Barkan demanded with a low voice while grabbing her chin. When she thoughtlessly raised her head, their faces were close enough to touch noses. She could see the sparkle in his lustful golden eyes, framed by his long lashes, which were as red as poppies. Then, the sparkle in his eyes began to gradually brighten, and suddenly, Erel felt her heart sing as if calling out for something or someone. At first, she thought the hot energy was hovering around her body, but she felt only coolness when she exhaled. ¡®This feeling is¡­.¡¯ Since she had experienced it once before, Erel instantly recognized the sensation. It was the Resabre¡¯s power that she used to block Barkan¡¯s attack at the hat shop. ¡°Sebring,¡± Barkan whispered while gazing into her eyes, which widened in surprise. His eyes filled with joy at the thought of receiving the most precious gift that a Resabre could give to Masaka. ¡°Will you do that for me?¡± At the same time, Erel¡¯s body heated up. Barkan pulled out and manipulated the subconscious power of Resabre within her. Erel felt the energy flow like water into her body. For now, she had no choice but to accept the fact that she was a Resabre. It was as if she was being tied down and forced to absorb his energy, which made her feel dizzy and filled her with an unknown sense of euphoria. It was as if she was drunk on a sweetened liquor. Her whole body felt weightless and the anxiety and fear that once filled her heart gradually subsided like melting snow. Then the tension and stiffness in her hands and feet faded away. ¡°Now open wider,¡±Barkan demanded as he licked his lips.