The Male Lead’s Sickly Aide is My Type - Chapter 83.1
Chapter 83.1
The white light blazed, momentarily turning the drawing room as bright as a flash.
Unable to bear the intense light, Carinne squeezed her eyes shut. A sizzling sound rang out, and then the blinding light faded back to its original brightness.
The creature lay sprawled on the floor, its mouth agape. Thin wisps of smoke emanated from its open mouth, and a pungent, burning smell filled the air, causing her to recoil. The acrid smoke made her head spin.
“Are you alright?”
Archen rushed down the stairs and supported her. If his hand hadn’t been there to catch her shoulder, she might have collapsed. The near-death experience had drained all her strength.
“Look there!”
The maid who had been hiding behind the sofa exclaimed, pointing at the charred monster. Surprisingly, it was still twitching its front paw, despite being burned black.
It wasn’t dead? Even in that state?
Carinne was startled and took a step back.
Archen wrapped his arm around her waist and drew a small circle in the air. A white ring of light appeared, and then his palm spread open, and a white beam of light shot out from the center of the ring.
The ring beamed.
Taking advantage of its hesitation, Archen picked up a shard of glass that had fallen to the floor and plunged it into the creature’s skull. There was a cracking sound and something shattering, and then something astonishing happened.
It turned into gray smoke and vanished. Not a speck of dust, not a single hair remained. If it hadn’t been for the people around her, Carinne would have thought she had seen it wrong. It had disappeared without a trace, so much so that she thought she had imagined it.
As the realization that she was safe dawned on her, her strength drained away. Carinne stumbled and sank onto the sofa as if collapsing.
Archen took her hand and knelt before her.
“Are you hurt anywhere?”
Although she said she was fine, he couldn’t relax. He carefully examined her hands and arms, checking for any wounds.
“I’m really okay. Look, I’m perfectly fine.”
Carinne held out her palms.
She was more worried about Marie. She was a young child with little experience of the world, so how shocked must she have been to face it head-on? As she had guessed, Marie was terrified. She was leaning against the wall with a vacant look in her eyes as if the creature were still there.
“Marie, come here.”
“….”
“Marie?”
When she called her name twice, Marie’s eyes refocused.
“Ah, my lady.”
“Come here.”
Marie crawled over and nestled in Carinne’s arms. Carinne gently patted her back.
“It’s okay, it’s all over.”
“Waaaaah…”
Marie buried her head in Carinne’s chest and burst into tears that she had been holding back.
The people who had been hiding behind the sofa were still looking around anxiously. Then, one of them stood up, and the others followed suit. The people who had fled also realized that it was quiet and gathered in the drawing room one by one.
Although they were out of danger, their movements were still cautious. The biggest reason for their anxiety was not whether it would reappear but that they didn’t know what it was.
Archen would know, wouldn’t he?
While patting Marie’s back, Carinne looked at him with questioning eyes, and he nodded as if he understood.
‘So, he does know.’
It was a good thing her boyfriend was a walking encyclopedia.
Once the people had gathered to some extent, Archen began to explain.
“It’s a monster.”
People’s eyes widened at the unfamiliar word. Even Marie looked up with a question.
“A monster?”
“Yes.”
“Why is a monster here…?”
“I’m not sure, but it seems like a rift to another world has opened.”
People’s murmurs grew louder at the mention of a rift to another world.
“A rift to another world?”
“Why did it suddenly open?”
Some of them looked at Carinne as if expecting an answer, but she was just as curious.
…A monster? A rift to another world?
She had never read about monsters or rifts to other worlds in the original story.
‘So this is also a hidden setting, then…’
Why were there so many hidden settings in this book? It was the same during the witch trial, and now a monster has come out of a rift to another world. It was enough to make Carinne, who had been unexpectedly caught up in the book, want to cry.
“Or maybe someone opened the rift with the intention of summoning the monster.”
Archen continued his explanation in a tone that would have been believable even if he were a teacher lecturing to students.
“However, there are only a handful of people on the continent who can do that, and there’s no reason for them to do such a thing, so in the end, it must have opened naturally….”
A tense silence fell over the room as Archen’s words sank in.
“That’s something that only happens once in a few hundred years.”
He continued, his voice heavy with resignation.
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