Chapter 51
Kuinan, looking sullen, tucked away the warm memories from a month ago deep in his mind and looked between her legs. Wrapped carefully in two layers of blankets, he couldn’t even see her g******s directly, nor could he accurately guess their position.
Narrowing his eyes, he shifted his gaze up to Sylvia’s face.
“I’ve been considerate like this, and you won’t even give in a bit?”
Kuinan boldly uttered nonsense that must have sounded absurd in Sylvia’s ears.
“I’ve only touched between your thighs. I haven’t touched your b*****s or lips even the slightest bit.”
Even though a woman’s erogenous zones aren’t only between her legs, he touched only that part—and just enough to be bearable.
He knew well that if he touched all the sensitive spots, she’d break down for sure. Even if the reason was that, Kuinan still restrained some of his desires out of consideration for her.
“You monstrous….”
“Hmm? What did you just say?”
Men with such bizarre s****l tendencies weren’t exactly rare. Sylvia, despite having had no s****l experience until a few months ago, had heard plenty through hearsay. The higher the status, the more the noblewomen were forced into refined behavior—yet many of those men secretly harbored strange, perverse tastes. Still—
“I’m going to report you. I’ll report you.”
This was truly crossing the line.
Kuinan tilted his head slowly, as if weighing the meaning of the word ‘report’, then lightly nodded to the other side.
At this point, he no longer looked human to her.
“What happened in the swamp?”
Sylvia had been unbearably curious about this. Since her husband had lost his memory, he wouldn’t answer. Yet the question burst out anyway. Somehow, if she pressed hard enough, she felt he might inadvertently give her an answer.
The seasoned monster was not fooled by Sylvia’s sharp interrogation. He lifted his head firmly and replied:
“We were ambushed.”
Kuinan had single-handedly wiped out Lancart and his entire knight order. The ones who seemed like Lancart’s right and left hands were kept alive for days and toyed with. That’s typical monster behavior—taking pleasure in torturing rivals over and over.
“And then?”
“Didn’t I say I don’t remember after that…?”
“You know what your expression looks like? That smile’s unnaturally crooked—like someone lying.”
Kuinan’s slanted smile quickly faded. Sylvia, noticing this, watched him even more sharply. Clenching her fists and focusing her eyes, she kept still to hide her fear.
Kuinan felt a pang of pity.
“Well… I was lying just now.”
“…”
“So, are you really going to report me? Who do you plan to report me to?”
He asked out of genuine curiosity. If she gave him a specific plan and it seemed like it could work, he intended to lock her away. Fortunately, she immediately fell silent. It seemed she’d just blurted out words without any real plan.
“…To anyone.”
“Hmm. How about reporting to the palace?”
“When you say that, do you really think I won’t try to stop you?”
Sylvia asked sharply. Lancart shrugged and replied casually:
“Of course, I’ll do everything I can to stop it. But Wife, you’ve figured something out, haven’t you?”
He revealed just the tip of his true nature. Though it was only a small glimpse of his demonic power, her face hardened instantly. Before fear turned to full-blown terror and Sylvia’s body trembled uncontrollably, Kuinan quickly tried to ease the situation.
“I mean, you’ve realized I’m not taking the medicine you gave me.”
The last doctor who examined him had prescribed an antidote for the monster’s poison. Kuinan initially pretended to take it but now openly ignored it, leaving the medicine shoved in the cabinet.
Sylvia knew this well. Lancart leisurely turned toward the closet.
“From now on, I’ll take it properly. Is that good enough?”
People poisoned by monster poison show various symptoms depending on their condition—some mild like stiff muscles or speech problems, treatable symptoms, and some severe like hallucinations or delusions, growing increasingly monstrous.
Lancart was definitely in the latter category. Yet he refused medicine, so his condition worsened rapidly. Sylvia might have tolerated his odd behavior if it were due to the poison.
The problem was—it didn’t seem like the monster poison was the cause.
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