The Author's POV

Chapter 717

"What did you do!?"

Kevin was met with a hysterical voice the moment he returned from his office.

"This is no laughing matter!"

'My head hurts.'

The moment he heard Emma's voice, Kevin felt his head throb. This was the last thing he'd wanted to experience after having just killed Hemlock, otherwise known as Malik Alshayatin.

"Hello? Are you listening to me?"

"Ugh."

He secretly groaned, trying his best to keep his head sane.

"Did you really defeat him, or did you photoshop the picture? No, in the first place, how did you even manage to defeat him? You're nowhere near his level of strength. It doesn't make sense. Are you hiding something from me?"

She was like a machine gun. He was unable to keep up with the rate at which the words were coming out of her mouth as she continued to speak.

At some point, Kevin started to question whether Emma was a human.

"Can you please slow down for a second?"

For his own sanity, he had to stop her. And thankfully, she stopped.

"Are you finally going to answer my questions?"

"No."

A flat out refusal.

Before she could continue speaking, he added.

"…Not now. I'll tell you later. Can you leave me alone for now? I need some time for myself."

"…"

Emma didn't say anything but just stared at him. Her eyes pierced through him. Soon sensing something, her expression changed a little.

She opened her mouth and carefully asked.

"…Are you okay?"

Looking up at her, Kevin closed his eyes before shaking his head.

"You think I would after fighting against Malik Alshayatin?"

"Right…"

Emma shook her head and took out several potions from her storage space.

"These are the highest grade potions I could find in the market. Make good use of them. They are rather expensive."

Staring at the potions, Kevin was stunned.

He recognized them immediately. How could he not? Calling them rather expensive, was an understatement.

The potions before him cost just about as much as an ranked artifact, and were nothing to scoff at.

"When did yo—"

"Knowing you, I'd figure you'd end up injured at some point, so I came prepared."

Emma was already by the door when she spoke. Throwing him a glance, she opened the door and slipped past it before closing it.

In the process, she managed to utter a couple of words.

"Get well soon."

Clank—!

room the moment Emma left the

was there; he just sat there quietly and looked at the various

he covered his face with

Drip—!

clear liquid soon made its way toward the table, where it stained one of the papers that were scattered

voice followed after

"I-if only it'd work…"

***

send you back to the estate for now. I will

"Yes…"

nodded her head absentmindedly. She was somewhat out of

flash before her very eyes. She thought it was over then... and yet, for some strange reason, everything turned around,

and vicious one, but in the end, due to what was

"Duchess."

not for Prince

she would almost certainly have been murdered

"Duchess!"

"Uh? Ah?"

startled by the sudden mention of her name. When she looked around her, she found

"Duchess, is everything alright?"

was her servant. Looking around, she was surprised to see that she was back

really realize that her grandfather had already sent her back. From the moment that everyone turned their focus on Prince Devot, her memory turned

just glad that

"Duchess?"

can go

she dismissed him and turned toward her

Clank—!

"Has everything been sorted?"

room and shut the door when she was startled to hear a voice whispering from behind her. It startled the living daylights out of

"Wh—!"

"Shhh."

before she could utter

couldn't react at

hand… it instantly became

almost certainly stronger than

managed

"Wha..t do y—"

you

in his hand and

"Yo..u"

moment. She wanted to struggle, but for

'Not like this… fucking…'

and her vision soon turned black. The last thing she caught sight of before darkness overtook her

…They seemed familiar.

***

Thump—!

body limply fell to the ground before my very

at her body, I

"What perfect timing…"

the time I was done sleeping,

myself comfortable there. It wasn't going to

here, it seems

comfortable while crossing my legs together

"Umh."

the Duchess moan, I

kind of reaction she'll

by another person's scheme to

would, for sure, show

"Uh? W..what's going on?"

her voice,

"Welcome back, Duchess."

"!"£$%^&*() *&^%$ £$%^& (*&^%"

bleep

that I'd never heard of before, but at

"*&^%$ (*&^%$£—"

"Are you done?"

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