Beast in the Woods, Deep in the Night - Chapter 37.1

Chapter 37.1

Immediately coming to her senses, Christine smiled at Edgar who grabbed her as she almost fell.

“Thank you. I didn’t even drink that much, but I suddenly got dizzy. Is it because I’m with you?”

“It’s probably not because of me, but because of the other guy you’ve been talking to,” Edgar answered Christine’s casual coquetry and made her stand up straight again.

As if saying she was drunk wasn’t a lie, her cheeks were unusually flushed. Her voice seemed to be a little more relaxed as well.

But there was something about her that couldn’t be explained, something different from a drunk person.

‘Maybe I’m mistaken. A healthy woman wouldn’t suddenly get sick without any warning symptoms.’

Edgar withdrew his analytical gaze.

The moment his green eyes passed over her face, Christine let out a sigh of relief inwardly. She was the only one who should know what was happening inside her body.

‘I thought it was just the alcohol because I suddenly felt dizzy.’

She had experienced similar symptoms in her past life. Sometimes, when she was about to forget it, the curse binding her heart caused trouble.

No matter how much she used the chimera’s tears, the curse was not cured fundamentally, so it seemed that her already damaged body could not withstand the overload, and she felt dizzy.

‘Since the symptoms subsided just by touching Edgar, I was expecting that maybe coming into contact with a family member of Richard would be enough to cure the curse, but that doesn’t seem to be the case.’

It felt like the hope that she might be able to easily break her curse was being crushed like a match. Still, Christine decided to use her unique positive thinking and accept the situation in a good way.

It was not a situation in which she could explain things to others and ask for help anyway. If she did, they would obviously find out that she was stealing the chimera’s tears.

‘It’s better now than when I suddenly feel pain during a request and have to endure it silently.’

It may have been that the abnormality in her body was delayed as much as possible by coming into contact with Edgar Richard, which was something incomparable to when she used the chimera’s tear Duff had.

The dizziness seemed inevitable, but when she touched him, she felt the pain subside a little. It was better to just feel dizzy than to feel dizzy while being in pain.

Above all, she had an excuse for her sudden stumble just now, and an excuse to get closer to him to relieve her pain.

“I think I’m drunk. Is it okay if I go back first?”

Christine asked in a voice only Edgar could hear. Adding her soft voice to the flushed cheeks and the sweet and bitter champagne scent created a somewhat precarious atmosphere.

Edgar had only stopped by to greet William anyway, so he was thinking about going back. He could do it because he knew that no one could complain if he left at any time.

He pointed with his chin at the entrance of the terrace. Then he followed Christine, who understood what he meant at once, observing her with anxious eyes as she staggered towards the door.

Seeing him follow her and leave the banquet hall right away, Decius held out his palm to Isaac again.

“Christine didn’t say anything about leaving together, but Edgar went with her, Master.”

“…”

Isaac lost another gold coin thanks to Edgar’s unexpected behavior. Again, it was because of a bet with Decius.

“Isaac, have you heard? When a man is interested in a woman, he will recognize her intentions and take action even if she doesn’t ask him first.”

“Imagination is free, but you have gone too far. Do you think Edgar, of all people, would do that?”

Isaac laughed at Edgar’s back as he followed Christine out of the banquet hall.

‘I didn’t know there was anyone who could make Edgar follow them obediently.’

Although he had lost money, he was happy to see his benefactor’s unfamiliar appearance.

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“I’m sorry for making you come out with me. As you can see, my alcohol tolerance is a bit…”

Christine looked at Edgar and smiled awkwardly. In fact, she thought this situation was embarrassing. She was usually a better drinker than the boozer Duff, who had a large physique.

It was a bit ridiculous to be drunk on just a few glasses of champagne because of the curse, but on the other hand, as an elite guild member, she felt that she should turn this crisis into an opportunity.

“Edgar, I’m sorry, but can you help me?”

Christine stretched out her arm to Edgar. At that moment, the jacket she was wearing on her shoulders flowed down, revealing her bare, sweet-scented skin.

Even though it was a quite fascinating view, Edgar’s reaction was not very different from usual.