IELNDMH - Chapter 105 < The Nature That Has Been Suppressed >
I Ended Up Living Up Next Door With My Ex-Husband
The blue eyes flashed brightly like those of an animal that had been thirsty for blood for a long time.
The cool energy of the full moon fell on Cedric's red face.
“...It would be more fun if I could bring it back to life.”
A faint smile appeared at the end of Cedric's lips.
Vincent, who was watching this, sighed without realizing it.
The only one who can stop the Cedric Twins is Vincent Norman.
Even that was so intimidating that it gave him goosebumps.
It was the first time to see Cedric so awakened since adapting to the human world.
'No, have I ever seen Cedric this excited in my life?'
Vincent can be assured that he has never seen him like this before.
No matter how mercilessly Cedric slaughtered his enemies, there was always an aura of cold reason in his eyes.
But what about now?
There was not even a glimmer of reason visible in his languid eyes, and only his desire for slaughter was seething fiercely.
The body rolling around on the floor, so badly mangled that its shape was difficult to recognize, was proof of this.
'The situation was so bad that Cedric of the world asked me to accompany him.'
What on earth made the rational and cool-headed Cedric like this? What on earth...
At that moment, Cedric slowly walked towards the already mangled body.
Even after getting to that point, it seemed like his anger had not yet subsided.
Vincent, seeing that, rolled his eyes wide and let out a long sigh.
“Damn, this is why that killer’s imprint is the problem.”
Then he threw himself straight at Cedric.
Cedric was once again overcome with madness and was trying to lift the criminal's body.
Vincent's fist soon came down on his face.
Bah!
Cedric was frozen like ice for a moment, his face turned away from the sudden blow.
“Your Highness, that’s enough. Stop it now.”
Vincent gently advised.
For a while, Cedric stood still in place without moving anything. Cedric's face slowly turned back to Vincent.
At the same time, Vincent's face immediately collapsed like a whining child.
“...Ha, why? Why on earth are you going crazy?!”
Vincent scratched his silver hair with both hands.
It seemed like his patience had reached its limit.
It was probably the same for Cedric, as a cool voice came out of his lips.
“I can’t get over my anger. I feel like I need to kill something more right now...”
The murderous intent in Cedric's eyes gradually deepened.
It was clear that the demon's suppressed nature had exploded out of control.
Vincent let out a long sigh as if resigned.
It seemed like he instinctively sensed what was going to happen.
“...Ha, yes. There’s no way it’s going to end well since you invited me too.”
At that moment, a steel-like fist quickly came down on Vincent's chin as he was chanting.
Vincent's face was quickly disfigured by the powerful blow, with blood pouring from his nose and mouth.
As if that wasn't enough, Cedric immediately stretched out his strong hand toward his silver hair.
But Vincent didn't miss the moment and quickly backed away to avoid his cousin's ambush.
“Look, what I said to Rebecca is exactly right. If it turns out, you’re even crazier than me?”
Soon, murderous intent began to spread even in Vincent's eyes, which had been laughing heartily.
Immediately, Vincent's fist came down hard on Cedric's chin. Pow!
The fistfight between the two continued for a while.
It was a powerful fight that, if either of them had been human, or even just a demon, they would have lost their lives in one fell swoop.
The heads of two families representing the mixed-race demon world, Cedric Twins and Vincent Norman.
It was a time when the intensity of the fight between the two men who were the only ones comparing themselves to each other was intensifying with no end in sight.
“Stop now and come to your senses, you crazy bastard!”
Vincent shouted, plunging Cedric's body into the mud.
Then he continued talking, intermittently punching Cedric in the face.
“Oh, you already killed me with your own hands! It's so mangled that I can't even recognize its shape! Do everything you can and cannot do! “What’s there to not be angry about?”
Bah! Cedric, as if he had come to his senses only after the last punch landed, slowly released his grip on Vincent's collar.
It was a while as he lay in the mud and caught his breath in the field.
A new, rougher voice flowed from Cedric's lips.
“...He was dead.”
"What?"
Cedric's eyes, which were looking up vainly at the night sky filled with stars, soon flashed brightly.
“That bastard was already dead when I came.”
Meanwhile, inside the Southern Bold Duke’s outbuilding.
Camilla had been staying in a separate house provided by Duke Bold.
At first, she thought about applying for a hotel or a villa, but she thought that would be a bit scandalous, so she decided against it.
Now, in many ways, the outbuilding within the Bold family castle was the safest place for her to stay.
'Duke Bold, if only you were careful of that insidious human touch.'
Camilla poured a wine, which the maid had placed on the nightstand, outside the window.
It was the very wine that the Duke of Bold used to serve 'personally' every night through the maid.
Of course, he was the only one who helped her.
But that didn't mean she could trust him right away.
If that were the case, she might become Duke Bold's wife or mistress in the blink of an eye, just as he wanted.
'It's absolutely impossible to have a relationship with that old man. How tenaciously I have persevered until now.'
He came from a defeated country and only had the status of a Duke. She ran away to become Tiger's wife and lived her life claiming to be in his care.
Camilla was still young and beautiful.
It meant that there was still something left in this world for her to get her due.
And for that to happen, the work she instigated today had to be completed well.
“But why hasn’t there been any news yet?”
That was when she was nervously picking at her fingernails.
A very small but steady knocking sound was heard outside the door.
That was the signal Camilla had been waiting for.
She immediately looked around and carefully opened the door, and the man, who had been waiting outside the door, entered Camilla's room.
Camilla stood alone in front of the door for a moment, looking over and over again at the hallway darkened by the darkness of the night.
Only then did she close the door and come closer to the person.
“What happened?”
The nervousness she felt just now was clearly evident in her voice as she asked that question.
However, the only reply the man gave was a small chuckle, and a flicker of embarrassment appeared in Camilla's golden eyes.
'Could it have been a failure?'
It was at that moment that her face became tinged with despair.
“I killed it, very neatly..."
A new, unpleasant sound escaped the man's lips.
The man was wearing a long black coat that reached down to the middle of her shins and his fedora was pressed down, and his head was bowed deeply.
Camilla commissioned him to kill the mixed-race demons at the abandoned farm.
Now that Rebecca's attempt to poison has failed, if the Grand Duke's family feels suspicious for the first time, they can find the half-blood demon...
'That half-blood demon will blaspheme my name right away, and then I'll turn the entire Grand Duke family into enemies.'
Is it just the Grand Duke?
Duke Bold was also afraid of repercussions and would have tried to silence her, even if it meant killing her.
Given the situation, Camilla asked for someone who could kill the mixed-race demon.
So what she ended up meeting was the man who was now standing in front of her, drooping.
'He looks limp and has no strength at all... Are you really saying that that man alone defeated that strong half-blood demon?'
Camilla wanted to believe what she said more than anyone else, but she couldn't believe it at all.
Camilla watched the man with suspicious eyes.
He swayed his thin body, always wearing his fedora and mask, and from his lips came a creaky voice that sounded like it would come from an old wooden door.
The cool energy of the full moon fell on Cedric's red face.
“...It would be more fun if I could bring it back to life.”
A faint smile appeared at the end of Cedric's lips.
Vincent, who was watching this, sighed without realizing it.
The only one who can stop the Cedric Twins is Vincent Norman.
Even that was so intimidating that it gave him goosebumps.
It was the first time to see Cedric so awakened since adapting to the human world.
'No, have I ever seen Cedric this excited in my life?'
Vincent can be assured that he has never seen him like this before.
No matter how mercilessly Cedric slaughtered his enemies, there was always an aura of cold reason in his eyes.
But what about now?
There was not even a glimmer of reason visible in his languid eyes, and only his desire for slaughter was seething fiercely.
The body rolling around on the floor, so badly mangled that its shape was difficult to recognize, was proof of this.
'The situation was so bad that Cedric of the world asked me to accompany him.'
What on earth made the rational and cool-headed Cedric like this? What on earth...
At that moment, Cedric slowly walked towards the already mangled body.
Even after getting to that point, it seemed like his anger had not yet subsided.
Vincent, seeing that, rolled his eyes wide and let out a long sigh.
“Damn, this is why that killer’s imprint is the problem.”
Then he threw himself straight at Cedric.
Cedric was once again overcome with madness and was trying to lift the criminal's body.
Vincent's fist soon came down on his face.
Bah!
Cedric was frozen like ice for a moment, his face turned away from the sudden blow.
“Your Highness, that’s enough. Stop it now.”
Vincent gently advised.
For a while, Cedric stood still in place without moving anything. Cedric's face slowly turned back to Vincent.
At the same time, Vincent's face immediately collapsed like a whining child.
“...Ha, why? Why on earth are you going crazy?!”
Vincent scratched his silver hair with both hands.
It seemed like his patience had reached its limit.
It was probably the same for Cedric, as a cool voice came out of his lips.
“I can’t get over my anger. I feel like I need to kill something more right now...”
The murderous intent in Cedric's eyes gradually deepened.
It was clear that the demon's suppressed nature had exploded out of control.
Vincent let out a long sigh as if resigned.
It seemed like he instinctively sensed what was going to happen.
“...Ha, yes. There’s no way it’s going to end well since you invited me too.”
At that moment, a steel-like fist quickly came down on Vincent's chin as he was chanting.
Vincent's face was quickly disfigured by the powerful blow, with blood pouring from his nose and mouth.
As if that wasn't enough, Cedric immediately stretched out his strong hand toward his silver hair.
But Vincent didn't miss the moment and quickly backed away to avoid his cousin's ambush.
“Look, what I said to Rebecca is exactly right. If it turns out, you’re even crazier than me?”
Soon, murderous intent began to spread even in Vincent's eyes, which had been laughing heartily.
Immediately, Vincent's fist came down hard on Cedric's chin. Pow!
The fistfight between the two continued for a while.
It was a powerful fight that, if either of them had been human, or even just a demon, they would have lost their lives in one fell swoop.
The heads of two families representing the mixed-race demon world, Cedric Twins and Vincent Norman.
It was a time when the intensity of the fight between the two men who were the only ones comparing themselves to each other was intensifying with no end in sight.
“Stop now and come to your senses, you crazy bastard!”
Vincent shouted, plunging Cedric's body into the mud.
Then he continued talking, intermittently punching Cedric in the face.
“Oh, you already killed me with your own hands! It's so mangled that I can't even recognize its shape! Do everything you can and cannot do! “What’s there to not be angry about?”
Bah! Cedric, as if he had come to his senses only after the last punch landed, slowly released his grip on Vincent's collar.
It was a while as he lay in the mud and caught his breath in the field.
A new, rougher voice flowed from Cedric's lips.
“...He was dead.”
"What?"
Cedric's eyes, which were looking up vainly at the night sky filled with stars, soon flashed brightly.
“That bastard was already dead when I came.”
***
Meanwhile, inside the Southern Bold Duke’s outbuilding.
Camilla had been staying in a separate house provided by Duke Bold.
At first, she thought about applying for a hotel or a villa, but she thought that would be a bit scandalous, so she decided against it.
Now, in many ways, the outbuilding within the Bold family castle was the safest place for her to stay.
'Duke Bold, if only you were careful of that insidious human touch.'
Camilla poured a wine, which the maid had placed on the nightstand, outside the window.
It was the very wine that the Duke of Bold used to serve 'personally' every night through the maid.
Of course, he was the only one who helped her.
But that didn't mean she could trust him right away.
If that were the case, she might become Duke Bold's wife or mistress in the blink of an eye, just as he wanted.
'It's absolutely impossible to have a relationship with that old man. How tenaciously I have persevered until now.'
He came from a defeated country and only had the status of a Duke. She ran away to become Tiger's wife and lived her life claiming to be in his care.
Camilla was still young and beautiful.
It meant that there was still something left in this world for her to get her due.
And for that to happen, the work she instigated today had to be completed well.
“But why hasn’t there been any news yet?”
That was when she was nervously picking at her fingernails.
A very small but steady knocking sound was heard outside the door.
That was the signal Camilla had been waiting for.
She immediately looked around and carefully opened the door, and the man, who had been waiting outside the door, entered Camilla's room.
Camilla stood alone in front of the door for a moment, looking over and over again at the hallway darkened by the darkness of the night.
Only then did she close the door and come closer to the person.
“What happened?”
The nervousness she felt just now was clearly evident in her voice as she asked that question.
However, the only reply the man gave was a small chuckle, and a flicker of embarrassment appeared in Camilla's golden eyes.
'Could it have been a failure?'
It was at that moment that her face became tinged with despair.
“I killed it, very neatly..."
A new, unpleasant sound escaped the man's lips.
The man was wearing a long black coat that reached down to the middle of her shins and his fedora was pressed down, and his head was bowed deeply.
Camilla commissioned him to kill the mixed-race demons at the abandoned farm.
Now that Rebecca's attempt to poison has failed, if the Grand Duke's family feels suspicious for the first time, they can find the half-blood demon...
'That half-blood demon will blaspheme my name right away, and then I'll turn the entire Grand Duke family into enemies.'
Is it just the Grand Duke?
Duke Bold was also afraid of repercussions and would have tried to silence her, even if it meant killing her.
Given the situation, Camilla asked for someone who could kill the mixed-race demon.
So what she ended up meeting was the man who was now standing in front of her, drooping.
'He looks limp and has no strength at all... Are you really saying that that man alone defeated that strong half-blood demon?'
Camilla wanted to believe what she said more than anyone else, but she couldn't believe it at all.
Camilla watched the man with suspicious eyes.
He swayed his thin body, always wearing his fedora and mask, and from his lips came a creaky voice that sounded like it would come from an old wooden door.
Camilla doesn't know where he usually stays, but every time he moves, straw-like things fall under his feet.
Moreover, he had never raised his head even once before and had never even seen the man's face properly.
So she couldn't help but feel suspicious.
“...Of course, you brought proof that you definitely dealt with that half-blood demon, right?”
Camilla's eyes widened at the man, and her eyes widened.
For a moment, there was only silence around them.
The man moved his long arms like spider legs.
He then took something out of the shabby bag on his back and threw it on the floor.
Tuk.
At the dull noise, Camilla's gaze went straight to the mysterious object rolling around on the floor.
Astonishment slowly appeared in his golden eyes as she confirmed its identity.
“Well, that...”
Camilla was as stiff as an ice doll and could not speak for a while.
Then he lowered his head the whole time and the man licked his lips again, and a small sound of laughter flowed from him.
“The proof you wanted... That’s right...”
The man's voice was extremely unpleasant, like the sound of rusty metal clashing against metal.
The sound of successive kicks of laughter penetrated Camilla's ears.
She tried to calm her startled heart and looked straight down at the object once more.
No matter how many times she looked at it, it was clearly the 'head' of that mixed-blood demon.
Her first feeling was relief.
The half-blood demon, who was the only witness and proof that she had instigated Rebecca's death, died as planned.
But on the other hand, Camilla had to clutch her chest as her fear washed over her like a wave.
She slowly lifted her head and looked at the man with her frightened eyes.
‘What on earth is that person??'
Kick, kick.
Moreover, he had never raised his head even once before and had never even seen the man's face properly.
So she couldn't help but feel suspicious.
“...Of course, you brought proof that you definitely dealt with that half-blood demon, right?”
Camilla's eyes widened at the man, and her eyes widened.
For a moment, there was only silence around them.
The man moved his long arms like spider legs.
He then took something out of the shabby bag on his back and threw it on the floor.
Tuk.
At the dull noise, Camilla's gaze went straight to the mysterious object rolling around on the floor.
Astonishment slowly appeared in his golden eyes as she confirmed its identity.
“Well, that...”
Camilla was as stiff as an ice doll and could not speak for a while.
Then he lowered his head the whole time and the man licked his lips again, and a small sound of laughter flowed from him.
“The proof you wanted... That’s right...”
The man's voice was extremely unpleasant, like the sound of rusty metal clashing against metal.
The sound of successive kicks of laughter penetrated Camilla's ears.
She tried to calm her startled heart and looked straight down at the object once more.
No matter how many times she looked at it, it was clearly the 'head' of that mixed-blood demon.
Her first feeling was relief.
The half-blood demon, who was the only witness and proof that she had instigated Rebecca's death, died as planned.
But on the other hand, Camilla had to clutch her chest as her fear washed over her like a wave.
She slowly lifted her head and looked at the man with her frightened eyes.
‘What on earth is that person??'
Kick, kick.
An unpleasant laugh still came from the man.
At that moment, Camilla could not shake off the eerie feeling that she had become entangled like a vine with something about her that she should never encounter in her life.
At that moment, Camilla could not shake off the eerie feeling that she had become entangled like a vine with something about her that she should never encounter in her life.
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