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—!

the room the

time he was there; he just sat there quietly and looked at the various potions that were in front

covered his face with

Drip—!

the clear liquid soon made its way toward the table,

frail voice followed after

"I-if only it'd work…"

***

you back to the estate for

"Yes…"

head absentmindedly. She was somewhat out

She thought it was over then... and yet, for some strange reason, everything turned around, and it turned out she was the

but in the end, due to what was described as a 'stroke of

"Duchess."

for Prince

what would've happened? The truth was that she would almost certainly have been murdered on the spot, and the Sloth house would have

"Duchess!"

"Uh? Ah?"

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

"Duchess, is everything alright?"

around, she was surprised to

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

was just glad

"Duchess?"

yes, everything is alright. You can go

she dismissed him and turned toward

Clank—!

"Has everything been sorted?"

shut the door when she was startled to hear a voice whispering from behind

"Wh—!"

"Shhh."

her face before she could utter a single word. Her eyes widened

react at

react at the hand… it instantly became clear to her that she was facing

who was almost

mouth, she managed to

"Wha..t do y—"

I tell you to

silenced her. His voice powerfully reverberated inside her ear, and shortly thereafter, a white glow materialized in his hand and traveled

"Yo..u"

struggle, but for some reason, she found herself unable

'Not like this… fucking…'

turned black. The last thing she caught sight

…They seemed familiar.

***

Thump—!

body limply fell to

I

"What perfect timing…"

the time I was done sleeping, she

her room, I quickly located a chair and made myself comfortable there. It wasn't going to be

from the fact that she's still here, it

while crossing my legs

"Umh."

Duchess

wonder what kind of reaction she'll

was about to be duped by another person's scheme to eventually realizing there was never

for sure, show a nice reaction,

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

her voice,

"Welcome back, Duchess."

"!"£$%^&*() *&^%$ £$%^& (*&^%"

if I bleep that

note of all of them, some that I'd never heard of before, but at the very least, I was able to get the response that

"*&^%$ (*&^%$£—"

"Are you done?"

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