I Grabbed the Tyrant’s Heart - Chapter 262
Tess looked like he’d eaten a sour meming fruit, then he started laughing softly. He immediately placed his lips on my neck.
“I like Euseniel too. I like you more than anything in the world, Euseniel.”
“I know. I know, so stop biting my neck. Everyone in the Empire already knows that I’m yours.”
“I want you to mark me as yours too, Euseniel. Okay?”
Tess, acting as if he was heartbroken, raised his eyebrows. Even though it looked annoying, it was actually cute. I clasped my hands behind his neck and bit his pretty earlobe hard.
Chomp.
“Uum.”
Despite the obvious sound of pain, Tess let out a moan mixed with excitement. My body tingled in response.
You really know how to make things difficult. Seemingly oblivious, Tess pestered me.
“Euseniel, more. More, okay?”
“Alright.”
After leaving marks on his earlobe and neck, Tess finally released me.
“So, should we head to the meeting?”
Tess came out of the shower, wearing a shirt that exposed his neck.
“Where’s your coat?”
“Huh?”
“You should be wearing your uniform coat.”
That’s because it has a collar, and it’s typical to raise it, which would cover his neck. I’ve been biting his white neck thinking of that!
“If I wear it, your mark on my neck won’t be visible anymore.”
I’m telling you to wear it so that it won’t be visible.
“Oh, Euseniel. Did you really think I’d wear it obediently?”
Tess smiled and squinted his eyes as if he’d already figured me out. His lips, forming a teasing smile, were somehow so irritating.
“You really have a bad personality.”
“Yes, I do.”
Tess answered cheerfully and laughed softly, and eventually, I ended up wearing something that covered my neck.
“The meeting will be handled by General Panet and his staff. What we need right now is time, so we’ll plan accordingly.”
“Does the devil’s knowledge not include that? How to make mirrors?”
“No. The devil’s knowledge isn’t all-powerful. The mirror is probably… a secret that’s been hidden away.”
“Hmm.”
Swish.
I drew back the curtains. The room had thick blackout curtains, so I didn’t realize it, but the night had passed, and the sun was now shining.
“Since we fought yesterday, that crazy guy won’t show up today.”
“Then I’ll practice swordsmanship.”
“Swordsmanship?”
Tess looked puzzled, so I held up the bundle I had brought.
“It’s a weapon that can kill the Southern Emperor. It’s a sword, and I need to get used to it.”
“I’ll be your opponent.”
“No.”
I flatly rejected him.
“I might hurt you.”
Since this could cause a fatal wound, I wanted to avoid any potential accidents.
“All I need is to get used to the weight and length, so I don’t really need an opponent.”
“Is it okay if I watch?”
It was clear from Tess’s expression that he didn’t want to be far from me, so I gently stroked his cheek with the back of my hand.
“Alright.”
Tess’s long, delicate eyelashes fluttered as he exhaled a sweet breath.
When his fingers intertwined with mine, I grasped them firmly.
We walked together, hand in hand, toward the outside of the building. On the way, we ran into General Panet, who said he had a message for Tess, so I decided to step outside first.
“Euel!”
“Ethyl? It’s been a while.”
I widened my eyes at the familiar face I encountered on the harsh and barren battlefield.
“Your Majesty?”
Ethyl, seeing Tess behind me, quickly placed his hand on his left chest and bowed deeply.
“I greet the light of the Northern Empire.”
“Is your arm alright?”
“It’s all healed. I’m fine.”
Ethyl raised and lowered his arm in a gesture to reassure me. He briefly looked at Tess, then smiled slyly.
“You’re quite popular in the barracks.”
“What does that mean?”
Tess, who had been quiet, suddenly interrupted, making Ethyl flinch.
“Tess.”
I placed my hand on Tess’s, and his eyes softened instantly. Ethyl, after glancing at Tess, cautiously continued.
“Well, it’s the atmosphere of wanting to follow Lady Hardland, who doesn’t hesitate to throw herself into battle. Especially her image of charging with the flag, people say it looks like something sent by God and must be captured in a painting.”
“That’s only natural. Once the war ends, we’ll do just that.”
“May I share this news with everyone? They’ll be thrilled.”
“Go ahead.”
Tess spoke with a hint of danger, but his smirk couldn’t be hidden.
“Ugh, Ethyl. Don’t call me ‘Lady’ too, it’s awkward.”
“Alright. Good work.”
Ethyl smiled again, nodded, and left, and Tess, still holding my hand, spoke with his eyebrows fluttering.
“I like it when Euseniel calls my name.”
“Really?”
“Yes. It feels like you’re saying I’m more important than anyone else’s opinion.”
I only realized it after hearing that. I had just casually called him Tess. It was unusual for me, who always made a clear distinction between public and personal matters, even in front of close friends.
“I’ll keep calling you that unless it’s for something really important.”
“Really?”
“Yes.”
I nodded, and Tess smiled wide, like a blooming rose, making my face heat up, even though I’d seen this expression so often.
We reached a quiet, secluded place, and I took out the sword from the fairy kingdom.
“Do you recognize this sword?”
“No.”
Tess stared at the sword.
“It’s… very old. Or maybe it’s something hidden, something I don’t know. At least, it doesn’t have the markings or shape that the devil is familiar with.”
According to the fairies, this sword was from a generation older than Lux, the god we revere as the God of Light. That was the first time I learned that even gods have generations.
“Then the Southern Emperor probably doesn’t know about it, right? I hope it’s not something he’s aware of, because that would be problematic if he keeps his distance.”
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