"Eek! That, that! The standard, that is..."
Isaac gasped for breath.
"Is that what you see with your eyes, or is that what you see with your brain?"
"So, that, that is..."
"But that's strange. Why should you have to work for your eyes and brain?"
Isaac was too trembling to answer anything, but it didn't matter.
Not all questions were meant to be answered.
Sling.
Julian took out a dagger from his bosom.
His red eyes flashed with madness.
"The problem can be solved by gouging out your eyes or digging out your brain."
“Hic!”
Julian grabbed Isaac by the collar and lifted him up.
"I will help you to do your best."
Isaac, who was dragged up with great force to be at eye level with Julian.. turned pale as if he was about to faint.
"Ah... no! Hehe! Misunderstanding! Hehe! I, I mean, stop! That's not what I meant!"
Bridget looked at them, hoping that Count Nicholas, who had followed behind Milea, would stop them.
But the two of them just kept their eyes down and remained silent as if they could do nothing about the outrageous Julian.
There was no one to stop him.
Bridget realized that whenever Julian did this, there was no one to properly stop him.
It's not that they don't want to stop, it's that they can't.
Bridget had no choice but to step forward herself.
"Your Majesty, if he dies, I won't be able to sign the papers."
"You won't die if I dig out his eyes."
"Eek! Eek!"
Julian raised his dagger high.
Millea and Count Nicholas turned their heads, squeezing their eyes shut in preparation for what would happen next.
"Government contracts will be delayed!"
Bridget quickly shouted.
Julian's dagger stopped dead just before it could stab Isaac in the eye.
"..."
Bridget let out a sigh of relief without realizing it.
Julian spoke firmly before moving again.
"Then he can't call you 'his woman' Without a government contract. You're his wife."
Count Nicholas, who had been watching the situation with his eyes wide open, was startled.
It was true, but no one had ever been so brave and direct in telling Julian the truth. He looked at Millea, fidgeting as if asking if it was okay to do that.
"If this continues, won't something big happen?"
He thought he would only have to clean up Isaac's body, but he was worried that he would have to clean up Bridget's body too.
Although she didn't answer, Millea was also anxious.
Julian was a ticking time bomb.
In fact, Millea was also keeping an eye on him, not knowing when he would explode.
'I can't do anything about the King being so angry.'
Whether or not she was aware of the other person's concerns, Bridget provoked Julian even more.
"With all due respect, I am his woman now, so it would be absurd for Your Majesty to act like this. Think carefully about it."
The words 'his woman' coming out of Bridget's mouth scratched Julian.
His magi raged even more violently.
'It's hard to breathe.'
Bridget looked straight at Julian, panting.
There was a sharp tension that seemed like it would burst.
But then everything suddenly disappeared.
The magi and tension that oppressed people.
Dump.
"Ugh!"
Isaac fell to the floor as Julian released his grip on the collar.
Count Nicholas and Milea were both surprised.
'We got the point.'
Julian, who seemed ready to tear Isaac apart at any moment, calmed down and calmed down his anger.
What kind of harmony is this?
Julian extended the hand he had been holding Isaac to Count Nicholas.
"Contract."
"Ah, ah, yes!"
Count Nicholas hurriedly handed the contract he was holding to Julian.
Julian signed it with an Indifferent face and handed it over to Count Nicholas, who then took the papers to Bridget.
As soon as Bridget signed, this time Julian himself took the papers and thrust them in front of Isaac, who was still writhing on the floor.
"Did you hear? Bridget said she wanted to save you."
Before she knew it, Isaac's title had been upgraded from "you" to "you."
"Thanks, it gave me a good idea."
"Wh... what.."
"If it's what she wants. I'll give it to her. Even such a ridiculous request. Do you understand what I'm saying?"
Isaac sniffled and rolled his eyes.
My head was frozen in fear and didn't work very well, but I tried to think
'So you're saying that since Bridget took my side, you're going to spare my life and not punish me?'
He nodded.
"Thank you!"
But it was a wrong answer. The person receiving the thanks was wrong.
Julian sighed in disappointment.
"You don't understand at all."
"...!"
"Well, it doesn't matter. Bridget will understand."
Julian put a pen in Isaac's hand.
Isaac was so nervous that he almost dropped his pen, but Julian grabbed his hand and held it steady.
"I have to get this right. There's no time. Do I look like a patient person to you?"
"Oh, oh, no!"
Julian laughed in disbelief.
"No, that's not true."
"Ah, that, that's not it. Ugh!"
Julian tightened his grip on Isaac's hand as if telling him to stop talking and hurry up and sign.
"Ugh."
Isaac signed with tears in his eyes, trying to escape the pain.
"Now. I believe the witnesses clearly saw that the contract was entered into by mutual consent, without coercion or threat."
Despite Julian's shameless words, Millea and Count Nicholas did not dare to refute him and responded politely.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
"Of course, Your Majesty."
Julian looked satisfied and handed Bridget one of three identical documents.
Even though Bridget grabbed it, Julian held on tight and held it together.
"Your Majesty?"
"Now tell me with your own mouth. Whose woman are you?"
Bridget looked up at Julian.
Julian tilted his head slightly as if urging her.
She wondered if he knew how those gestures and expressions appeared to others.
He was a man whose arrogant face suited him very well.
Bridget was nervous, unlike when she told Isaac that she was his woman.
As Bridget swallowed dryly and lowered her gaze, Julian grabbed the tip of her chin and made her look at him.
Bridget couldn't avoid Julian's gaze.
Her heart felt like it was being squeezed.
It wasn't because she was afraid or disliked it.
She spoke clearly, meeting his red eyes.
"I am Your Majesty's woman."
Julian looked down at Bridget quietly.
Her soft voice tickled his ears.
The hairs on his arms stood up slightly.
A thrill ran through him.
"Say it again."
"Julian, I'm your woman."
His eyes were drawn to Bridget's trembling lips.
Julian licked his lips, feeling the desire to continue the kiss from before right away.
It wasn't just a passing remark that Isaac gave him good Ideas.
He had been wondering how to treat Bridget, but then he saw her ask him to save Isaac, and then he had an idea.
How to completely possess this woman.
"From now on, you will serve me as a God, not a King."
Bridget looked up at Julian with beautiful eyes like a clear autumn sky.
His entire appearance is contained within it.
"I will become your God. From now on, whether you laugh or cry, it must be because of me."
God is the one who listens to the prayers of the lamb he has chosen.
No matter how foolish the lamb may be.
If Bridget becomes completely his, he will be able to accept her.
It meant that he would embrace her even if he couldn't forgive her and even if he felt angry at her at times.
"Then I will embrace you with mercy like the sea like God, and care for you with a heart deeper than that of a parent."
Bridget felt Julian's sincerity surge forward.
He was a man who had blood on his hands due to his own betrayal and had come to this point.
His suffering was actually her own fault.
The shadow curse that had originally been planted in him was nothing more than a seed.
But after she betrayed him, he became a monster.
Bridget knew that it was all her fault that he had awakened the Shadow Curse and raised its abilities to the limit, that he had been unable to control his anger and had run around the battlefield like a madman, and that he had been swallowed up by the curse and suffered as a result.
Yet, he was still proposing and finding a way to embrace her.
Even all your faults are yours, and I will embrace them with a heart like that of God.
"I will do that."
How could one dare not follow such a confession?
"I will do that."
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