The Author's POV

About an hour had passed since Ren had told Angelica to leave the room, and after not sensing any movement coming from inside of the room, Angelica decided to head back into the room to check if anything happened.

Clank—!

Opening the door to the room, Angelica walked in.

She wasn't really sure what to expect to see when entering the room but seeing that Ren had already paid the consequences of the contract, she didn't think that anything bad had happened.

Perhaps he only wanted some time alone to recover from the wounds.

"!"

Unfortunately, it seemed as though she had thought wrong as the first thing she saw once she came into the room was Ren's passed-out figure in the middle of the room.

Twitch. Twitch.

Furthermore, his body was repeatedly spasming on the floor as white foam escaped from his mouth. Angelica was instantly alarmed when she saw this as her body disappeared from the spot she was standing before reappearing right in front of him.

The first thing she did was immediately check his condition.

"…Hmm."

Her brows knit tightly as she checked him. His situation was not good. Angelica could vividly feel his vitals dropping at an alarming rate.

"Can't let this happen."

Angelica solemnly said as worry flashed across her eyes.

If Ren died then she would also suffer heavily. After all, their lives were connected.

If she was in prime condition she may not exactly have died, but she wasn't. She was currently quite weakened from having suppressed the after-effects of the curse. If Ren died right now, she was in no state of being able to survive the consequences of the contract breach.

Staring at Ren who was spasming on the floor, Angelica bit her lips.

'…Should I just wait?'

Ren had specifically told her to not contact anyone when undergoing the pain, but she wasn't really sure if that was applicable at the moment. After all, he was currently on the verge of death. If she waited any more, she was afraid that Ren might actually die.

Twitch. Twitch.

In the end, after contemplating the matter over the next few minutes, Angelica realized that she couldn't stay still. If she did stay still, Ren would without a doubt die.

Standing up, Angelica reached out for the nearby table and took Ren's communication device.

He had set it there beforehand in case the situation really got out of control. He had only told her to use it when she thought that he was going to die.

It was supposed to be a last moment resort, but it appeared as though it was the right decision,

"How do I use this?"

The communication device was quite light and small, however, to Angelica this object was quite foreign. She had seen Ren and the others use it every day, but she had never truly had any interest in it.

Fortunately, she wasn't completely clueless. Ren did tell her exactly what to do in the case the worst-case scenario happened.

Fiddling with the communication device in front of her, it wasn't long before she saw the words [Kevin Voss/Emma simp] on the screen.

Unaware of what the words meant, she immediately pressed on the name and a low ring suddenly echoed out from the speakers of the communication device.

Riiing—Riiing—

Calling Kevin was also part of the instructions that Ren had given her.

As she was calling the number, Angelica suddenly regretted telling Ren about the third option.

reality, the reason why she had told him about the third option

often use the mind-breaker curse was because it would put a massive toll on the demon's body depending

rank did not put any particular burden

she cursed was quite highly ranked. Around rank, and this was back when she was still a Baron. Had it

of this that she now understood why she had been unable to increase her rank for over fifteen years.

for the resources she had managed to get thanks to

told Ren about the third option so that she could get rid of the burden on her

***

Bang—!

explosive sound, the punching bag in front of Kevin swung all the way back

"Huuup!"

himself to punch it one more time, however, before he could do that, his communication device

TWIIIING—! TWIIIING—!

avoided the punching back. With sweat trickling down his face, he moved toward the other side of the room and checked the communication device to see

It was Ren.

to be by himself for the next day or so

for him to call him, but Kevin nevertheless answered.

"Hello?"

—…

No response.

Opening his mouth, he asked

you

—…

was met with

he call

bit doubtful, but this seemed like the most likely scenario to him as he shrugged his

It happens.

TWIIIING—! TWIIIING—!

communication device once again started to ring. Kevin's brows knit even more as he once

"Ren?"

—…

one spoke once again. At first, Kevin thought that it was an accident, but now he was starting

this was the second time that he had called him. Multiple

is something

was more

a mistake again and Ren simply had his communication device in his pocket and was just accidentally

Ren did say that he wasn't going to be able to

are fine

—…

again he was met with no response. Closing his eyes, Kevin turned

decided to check for

Click—!

'Hopefully, I'm wrong.'

a towel to clean his sweat, Kevin headed out of the training grounds. Since they were quite close to Ren's living area, it only took a

"hmm…"

he found the door open. Alarm

"Shit!"

the room, his eyes instantly opened widely a curse escaped from his

the floor with an extremely pale look and foam escaping from his mouth. He looked to be

fast to react. Snapping out of it, like a shadow, his body disappeared

on one knee, he quickly

"This is not good!"

Kevin's heart sank.

soon as he checked his pulse, he realized just how dire the situation was. Not only was his heartbeat extremely weak, but so was his breathing. Extending his hand, he quickly took

of money, but Kevin didn't really care. Kevin wasn't one

was not in the clear yet as Ren had still not woken up. Furthermore, the

fed it to Ren, however, contrary to the effects of the last potion this one didn't seem to have had

as though

Ren by the armpits before dragging him towards the bed. As he dragged him towards the bed, lowering his head and