Dietrich's face, which had been expressionless just a moment ago, was cruelly distorted. He looked down at her with his harsh gaze, a mixture of anger and resentment.
The red eyes, which seemed empty, overflowed with an enormous amount of life that seemed to cut through even the air.
Seliya was not afraid of Dietrich, even though he was threatening to kill her at any moment.
Is it because she's not afraid of death at all? Or is it because he is the only man who does not look at her with lustful eyes?
Either that or... Is it because her supernatural abilities are not working?
"You."
Dietrich walked into the cage. He leaned over her and grabbed Seliya's shoulder roughly. His strong touch even made Seliya think that she wouldn't be surprised if her shoulder fell off right away.
However, before her shoulder was torn off, Dietrich removed his hand first.
“Do you think I won’t understand a single thing you mean? Do you think I can’t even read your thoughts about wanting me to kill you?”
Dietrich, who had finished his words, lifted one corner of his mouth. He looked like a dazzlingly beautiful devil, smiling with his back to the torch and his lips lifted.
It is said that the devil deceives people with a seductive and beautiful appearance to bewitch them. In all her life, Seliya had never seen such a beautiful and handsome man.
In her tragic world, where their only intention was to exploit her, the only person she could communicate with was Dietrich, whom people called the Emperor's Mad Dog.
However, Seliya thought that if he ever said this, he would kill her. Isn’t that why she bit everyone?
Regardless of how handsome he was, Seliya didn't believe he was a human being.
However, what came out of Dietrich's mouth was exactly the opposite.
“I won’t kill you.”
Seliya looked up at him with her eyes wide.
“Why? If you leave me alive, nothing good will come to you.”
“...”
“Why are you trying to keep me alive when you look like you’re going to rip me to death at any moment? What does having a special ability have to do with you?”
Instead of answering, Dietrich stared at her face. His eyes scanned Seliya's round forehead, green eyes resembling fresh leaves, and red lips.
"The reason?"
He muttered lowly. At the same time, a thick uniform was thrown over Seliya's body. His uniform, as black as his hair, was decorated with numerous medals.
It was the uniform Dietrich had been wearing just a moment ago.
Seliya looked at Dietrich and his uniform with an incomprehensible look on her face.
“Why are you giving me this....”
He lifted her up and answered before Seliya could finish speaking.
“Your life is mine. That’s the only reason I’m keeping you alive and not killing you.”
...Wow. He says they want to keep her alive because he wants something from her.
Seliya grabbed the uniform he gave her. The large clothes crinkled in her hands.
“How do you know about this ability?”
Dietrich, who was wearing a shirt, suddenly narrowed his pupils.
“If you want to know...”
Dietrich, who continued his sentence, bowed. He took the uniform from Seliya's hand and draped it over her shoulder.
His eyes stopped for a moment on the nape of Seliya's neck. The red handprint he left on her neck still remained.
Dietrich said nothing. Instead, Dietrich began buttoning his uniform on Seliya's one by one by hand.
Seliya looked at Dietrich with an incomprehensible expression as he carefully buttoned the buttons one by one with dry eyes.
Only after he had buttoned her up to the last one did he pull himself away from Seliya.
The large uniform suitable for Dietrich's physique more than covered Seliya's entire body.
“Do as I say. Everything you eat and everything you do.”
After saying those words, Dietrich stood up. Dietrich, who had locked the bars of the cage where Seliya was trapped with his back to her, turned to look at her one last time and said.
“It would be best not to take off the uniform. If you only have those clothes, there won’t be crazy people like before who think of what to do as soon as they see you.”
It was Seliya, who had already undone a few of the buttons and was just thinking about taking off the uniform. Her contempt was evident in Dietrich's eyes as he looked at her.
“...If you wanted to do the same thing as before, why not just wear a chemise?”
“If anyone sees you, they will think you are my husband.”
Her disdain for Dietrich and her young gaze added to her disgust. Seliya clicked her tongue as his stinging gaze pricked her with a needle.
Anyway, he seemed to know more about supernatural abilities than she thought, so there was no benefit in continuing to show off.
Just as Dietrich wanted something from Seliya, so did she.
“Button it properly. Don’t let me touch it again.”
If he stayed still, she seemed ready to come into the cage again.
"Yes. I just have to wear it properly.”
Seliya shrugged her shoulders and fastened the buttons again. Only after making sure that she had fastened the buttons carefully did Dietrich turn on his heel and disappear back to where he had come from.
When she saw that Dietrich was out, Seliya looked down at the uniform she was wearing. She thought the uniform would smell like blood, but surprisingly, the uniform smelled fragrant.
It was like a soap scent mixed with roses, and it was also like a wood scent that reminded her of green forests and trees.
Seliya frowned and muttered to herself.
“...There is no scent that doesn’t match that person.”
Dietrich escaped from prison and encountered an unwelcome person in the hallway.
“Sir, where are you going in such a hurry?”
The person in front of him, unlike Dietrich, who was always expressionless, was a man who smiled every day and had a knack for turning people's minds upside down.
With blond hair slicked back and purple eyes, he was the only heir left by the incompetent Emperor.
“...His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.”
It was the Crown Prince, Jeremy.
In the past, some many women and children bore the Emperor's seed, but they were all killed by the Empress. The Empress, who gave birth to Jeremy, gave the Emperor fertility drugs, and the Emperor did not notice this until the moment of his death.
Unlike the incompetent Emperor, his only son was just like his mother, cunning but far from incompetent.
“It looks like you got out of prison.”
Seliya was not afraid of Dietrich, even though he was threatening to kill her at any moment.
Is it because she's not afraid of death at all? Or is it because he is the only man who does not look at her with lustful eyes?
Either that or... Is it because her supernatural abilities are not working?
"You."
Dietrich walked into the cage. He leaned over her and grabbed Seliya's shoulder roughly. His strong touch even made Seliya think that she wouldn't be surprised if her shoulder fell off right away.
However, before her shoulder was torn off, Dietrich removed his hand first.
“Do you think I won’t understand a single thing you mean? Do you think I can’t even read your thoughts about wanting me to kill you?”
Dietrich, who had finished his words, lifted one corner of his mouth. He looked like a dazzlingly beautiful devil, smiling with his back to the torch and his lips lifted.
It is said that the devil deceives people with a seductive and beautiful appearance to bewitch them. In all her life, Seliya had never seen such a beautiful and handsome man.
In her tragic world, where their only intention was to exploit her, the only person she could communicate with was Dietrich, whom people called the Emperor's Mad Dog.
However, Seliya thought that if he ever said this, he would kill her. Isn’t that why she bit everyone?
Regardless of how handsome he was, Seliya didn't believe he was a human being.
However, what came out of Dietrich's mouth was exactly the opposite.
“I won’t kill you.”
Seliya looked up at him with her eyes wide.
“Why? If you leave me alive, nothing good will come to you.”
“...”
“Why are you trying to keep me alive when you look like you’re going to rip me to death at any moment? What does having a special ability have to do with you?”
Instead of answering, Dietrich stared at her face. His eyes scanned Seliya's round forehead, green eyes resembling fresh leaves, and red lips.
"The reason?"
He muttered lowly. At the same time, a thick uniform was thrown over Seliya's body. His uniform, as black as his hair, was decorated with numerous medals.
It was the uniform Dietrich had been wearing just a moment ago.
Seliya looked at Dietrich and his uniform with an incomprehensible look on her face.
“Why are you giving me this....”
He lifted her up and answered before Seliya could finish speaking.
“Your life is mine. That’s the only reason I’m keeping you alive and not killing you.”
...Wow. He says they want to keep her alive because he wants something from her.
Seliya grabbed the uniform he gave her. The large clothes crinkled in her hands.
“How do you know about this ability?”
Dietrich, who was wearing a shirt, suddenly narrowed his pupils.
“If you want to know...”
Dietrich, who continued his sentence, bowed. He took the uniform from Seliya's hand and draped it over her shoulder.
His eyes stopped for a moment on the nape of Seliya's neck. The red handprint he left on her neck still remained.
Dietrich said nothing. Instead, Dietrich began buttoning his uniform on Seliya's one by one by hand.
Seliya looked at Dietrich with an incomprehensible expression as he carefully buttoned the buttons one by one with dry eyes.
Only after he had buttoned her up to the last one did he pull himself away from Seliya.
The large uniform suitable for Dietrich's physique more than covered Seliya's entire body.
“Do as I say. Everything you eat and everything you do.”
After saying those words, Dietrich stood up. Dietrich, who had locked the bars of the cage where Seliya was trapped with his back to her, turned to look at her one last time and said.
“It would be best not to take off the uniform. If you only have those clothes, there won’t be crazy people like before who think of what to do as soon as they see you.”
It was Seliya, who had already undone a few of the buttons and was just thinking about taking off the uniform. Her contempt was evident in Dietrich's eyes as he looked at her.
“...If you wanted to do the same thing as before, why not just wear a chemise?”
“If anyone sees you, they will think you are my husband.”
Her disdain for Dietrich and her young gaze added to her disgust. Seliya clicked her tongue as his stinging gaze pricked her with a needle.
Anyway, he seemed to know more about supernatural abilities than she thought, so there was no benefit in continuing to show off.
Just as Dietrich wanted something from Seliya, so did she.
“Button it properly. Don’t let me touch it again.”
If he stayed still, she seemed ready to come into the cage again.
"Yes. I just have to wear it properly.”
Seliya shrugged her shoulders and fastened the buttons again. Only after making sure that she had fastened the buttons carefully did Dietrich turn on his heel and disappear back to where he had come from.
When she saw that Dietrich was out, Seliya looked down at the uniform she was wearing. She thought the uniform would smell like blood, but surprisingly, the uniform smelled fragrant.
It was like a soap scent mixed with roses, and it was also like a wood scent that reminded her of green forests and trees.
Seliya frowned and muttered to herself.
“...There is no scent that doesn’t match that person.”
***
Dietrich escaped from prison and encountered an unwelcome person in the hallway.
“Sir, where are you going in such a hurry?”
The person in front of him, unlike Dietrich, who was always expressionless, was a man who smiled every day and had a knack for turning people's minds upside down.
With blond hair slicked back and purple eyes, he was the only heir left by the incompetent Emperor.
“...His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.”
It was the Crown Prince, Jeremy.
In the past, some many women and children bore the Emperor's seed, but they were all killed by the Empress. The Empress, who gave birth to Jeremy, gave the Emperor fertility drugs, and the Emperor did not notice this until the moment of his death.
Unlike the incompetent Emperor, his only son was just like his mother, cunning but far from incompetent.
“It looks like you got out of prison.”
Jeremy grinned and blatantly scanned Dietrich's entire body. Far from being sad about his father's death, he didn't seem to care about it.
“Where did you leave your uniform behind?
“Where did you leave your uniform behind?
"The reason I’m not wearing my uniform is because it feels like it’s been a while since I’ve seen you again. Your Highness’s interest is simply excessive.”
At Dietrich's words, Jeremy touched his cheek with the back of his hand. It was as if he was handling a domestic dog, but Dietrich's expression showed no change.
"Yes. It has to be too much. Now that my father, the owner, is dead, aren’t you my dog now?”
“...”
“I will, out of generosity, forgive you for not wearing your uniform. But, there’s one thing I’m curious about...”
Jeremy trailed off, his eyes rolling and his mouth splitting into laughter. When he laughed like this, something bad always happened.
“How dare you throw that woman into the prison without my permission? You even strictly controlled the prison so that no one could come.”
He knew it. Dietrich expected Jeremy to find fault with him. He was successful in coaxing the incompetent Emperor to his liking, but Jeremy was not a soft opponent like the dead Emperor.
Jeremy did not like Dietrich from the beginning. Shortly after he entered the imperial palace, it was Jeremy who ordered a male servant to kill him.
Even at that time, Dietrich had not made any distinction. He tried to kill him just because the Emperor had him, so he was truly the blood of an Empress who would leave no trace.
However, he failed to assassinate Dietrich. This is even though he made countless assassination attempts over ten years.
The imperial knights followed Dietrich more than the Emperor. Dietrich's swordsmanship, natural leadership, and charisma made them that way.
Now that the imperial authority was weakening, there was nothing more threatening to Jeremy, who would sit on the next throne, than Dietrich's military power.
“When you say woman, who are you referring to?”
Dietrich asked Jeremy back with an indifferent expression.
“Sir, how can you pretend not to know? I’m talking about Brillion’s Angel.”
“...Ah."
Dietrich slowly closed and opened his eyes, pretending to understand belatedly.
“I had no choice but to take this action for the sake of the dignity of the imperial family because it seemed clear that if we did not imprison the woman who murdered the Emperor in the prison, the imperial authority would fall.”
"You have no choice? Are you telling me to believe that now?”
“Then, Your Highness please personally teach me because I am lacking in many ways. Do you think it was right for me to deal with the woman who murdered the Emperor?”
“Now, Sir, you have admitted that you are inadequate.”
The smile on Jeremy's face disappeared instantly.
“Really, you’re such a useless piece of shit.”
Despite the insulting words, Dietrich's face never changed. Jeremy furrowed his eyebrows as he looked at Dietrich's face, unable to tell what was inside him. However, he quickly straightened his wrinkled eyebrows and smiled.
“Now that I think about it, you must have seen Brillion’s angel in person. I’ve only heard rumors, but I’ve never seen the real thing.”
Dietrich made no reply. He asked with a sinister smile as if he wasn't even curious about why Seliya murdered the Emperor.
“How about it? Was she as pretty as the rumors say?”
At Dietrich's words, Jeremy touched his cheek with the back of his hand. It was as if he was handling a domestic dog, but Dietrich's expression showed no change.
"Yes. It has to be too much. Now that my father, the owner, is dead, aren’t you my dog now?”
“...”
“I will, out of generosity, forgive you for not wearing your uniform. But, there’s one thing I’m curious about...”
Jeremy trailed off, his eyes rolling and his mouth splitting into laughter. When he laughed like this, something bad always happened.
“How dare you throw that woman into the prison without my permission? You even strictly controlled the prison so that no one could come.”
He knew it. Dietrich expected Jeremy to find fault with him. He was successful in coaxing the incompetent Emperor to his liking, but Jeremy was not a soft opponent like the dead Emperor.
Jeremy did not like Dietrich from the beginning. Shortly after he entered the imperial palace, it was Jeremy who ordered a male servant to kill him.
Even at that time, Dietrich had not made any distinction. He tried to kill him just because the Emperor had him, so he was truly the blood of an Empress who would leave no trace.
However, he failed to assassinate Dietrich. This is even though he made countless assassination attempts over ten years.
The imperial knights followed Dietrich more than the Emperor. Dietrich's swordsmanship, natural leadership, and charisma made them that way.
Now that the imperial authority was weakening, there was nothing more threatening to Jeremy, who would sit on the next throne, than Dietrich's military power.
“When you say woman, who are you referring to?”
Dietrich asked Jeremy back with an indifferent expression.
“Sir, how can you pretend not to know? I’m talking about Brillion’s Angel.”
“...Ah."
Dietrich slowly closed and opened his eyes, pretending to understand belatedly.
“I had no choice but to take this action for the sake of the dignity of the imperial family because it seemed clear that if we did not imprison the woman who murdered the Emperor in the prison, the imperial authority would fall.”
"You have no choice? Are you telling me to believe that now?”
“Then, Your Highness please personally teach me because I am lacking in many ways. Do you think it was right for me to deal with the woman who murdered the Emperor?”
“Now, Sir, you have admitted that you are inadequate.”
The smile on Jeremy's face disappeared instantly.
“Really, you’re such a useless piece of shit.”
Despite the insulting words, Dietrich's face never changed. Jeremy furrowed his eyebrows as he looked at Dietrich's face, unable to tell what was inside him. However, he quickly straightened his wrinkled eyebrows and smiled.
“Now that I think about it, you must have seen Brillion’s angel in person. I’ve only heard rumors, but I’ve never seen the real thing.”
Dietrich made no reply. He asked with a sinister smile as if he wasn't even curious about why Seliya murdered the Emperor.
“How about it? Was she as pretty as the rumors say?”
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