Beast in the Woods, Deep in the Night - Chapter 13.2

Chapter 13.2

Just then, Edgar stopped walking and asked, “What’s wrong with him?”

It was Toma who was at the end of Edgar’s gaze. Whenever Edgar looked around, he was always the first to run up to him and say hello. He would say that he would be a great knight someday and would recite his hopes for the future without even being asked.

But today, for some reason, he was holding onto a tree with a nauseous look on his face. Understandably, Edgar found it odd.

“Toma, what’s wrong?” Decius asked, approaching him. Then, Toma barely got up and spoke in a tearful voice.

“Mr. Decius… What is that woman?”

“Woman? Who?”

“There’s a woman with blonde hair and purple eyes. She’s new here.”

Toma still remembered clearly how Christine knocked out the chicken at once and then stabbed it in the neck to draw blood.

Of course, it was his fault for letting the chicken loose in the kitchen because he wanted to tease her, but he thought that she had gone too far.

So, Toma told Decius a story with a little exaggeration and embellishment. In Toma’s story, Christine was a scoundrel who had killed cute Coco with a single stab of the knife.

“So I was really scared. I wonder who brought that woman here.”

However, after his exhilarating story, Toma received some shocking news.

“That woman. I brought her here.”

“…!”

Hearing Edgar’s voice, Toma’s eyes widened. He doubted his ears.

“S-sorry? Mr. Edgar, what did you just say…”

“I brought her here.”

“…”

“You seemed to be wondering who brought her.”

As Edgar pointed it out again, the blood drained from Toma’s face.

Edgar was already a scary person with his low voice and big stature, but he became frightened when he heard him slowly pointing it out again.

Only Decius noticed that Edgar was playing a prank on Toma.

“Edgar, I’ll scold Toma, so why don’t you take a look around first?”

“Alright.”

Edgar ruffled the pale Toma’s hair with his big hand, then walked away.

Just then, someone followed him.

“Edgar, are you going for an evening walk? Can I come with you?”

Edgar could recognize the owner of the voice without even turning his head. There was only one woman in this place who could speak to him so carelessly.

“I want to look around, too. With you.”

“…”

Edgar walked ahead without giving any permission.

Christine smirked at Toma, who opened his mouth in astonishment. Then she walked to Edgar’s side. She had deliberately waited for Edgar to pass by Toma, then approached him as if to show off.

‘Judging from the kid’s reaction, I think it’s the first time Edgar has brought a woman here.’

It seemed that Edgar had not interacted with a woman for quite some time, considering that the man who had soothed the weeping child was also surprised. Christine found it quite surprising.

“You don’t seem to be close to many women. I thought you would even have several lovers. You haven’t already gotten married, have you?”

Christine was good at asking questions that even the children who had known him for more than ten years couldn’t dare to ask.

“I don’t know how badly you think of me, but even if I had several lovers, I wouldn’t hold a woman eight years younger than me.”

“I don’t think badly of you. I just thought so because of how handsome you are. There’s a saying that people with an eight-year difference don’t have good compatibility, right?”

“Why don’t you look into it when you have someone with an eight-year difference?”

“Oh my, you… You’re not denying what I suddenly said about you being handsome. I guess there’s a mirror in the room you stay in?”

Edgar walked without saying anything. If he answered all of Christine’s questions, it was clear that all his personal information would be stolen in an hour.

However, she was not one to be discouraged just because Edgar didn’t answer her. She smiled brightly but continued to observe Edgar with her distinctive gaze.

She then noticed that Edgar kept walking in the shade, avoiding the moonlight.

“Can’t you come over here and walk with me? I can’t see your handsome face because you keep walking under the shade of the trees.”

“No.”

Judging by his flat refusal, it was clear that he was deliberately avoiding the moonlight. So Christine staggered, pretending to have tripped on a jagged stone.

“Oh…!”

“Ah…”

Edgar sighed at the obvious trick, but he stepped into the moonlight and grabbed her.

His firm, muscled arms touched her body. At that moment, Christine was able to obtain one important piece of information.

‘His pulse seems to have suddenly accelerated. His body temperature seems to have gone up a little too.’

It seemed that the moonlight was further encouraging the beastly instincts in his body.

In that case, there was only one thing she had to do.