The two were only similar in skin color, but everything was completely different.
Unlike Grecan, whose skin was tanned but darkened by the sun, Malandor had darker skin due to his racial characteristics.
The energy they emitted was also different. If Grecan was a mass of energy that emits pure vitality, Malandor drives a shadow without a single light.
The insidious and inscrutable feeling of Malandor was rather similar to that of Leverianz.
Perhaps he felt it, Leverianz was staring at Malandor without saying a word.
Malandor also turned his attention to Leverianz, he looked young in his eyes.
“Aha, the dangerous beasts raised by Mirania! It is you.”
What caught his eyes was the night of obedience hanging over Leverianz’s neck. His red tongue licked his upper lip.
[What are you raising?]
[I’m raising a dangerous beast right now.]
A conversation we had before.
‘You still remember that?’
Malandor’s gaze returned to Mirania.
“Right, Mirania?”
“Mmm.”
Erasing her troubled expression, she subtly avoided answering, “Did you say you came because you were curious about the reason for my visit?”
I thought I should solve his curiosity quickly and send him back.
“Unfortunately, one Night of Obedience was ruined. I went there to talk about that.”
“It was not intentional.”
Startled, Malandor soon frowned, “What?”
Mirania was not feeling well, she felt troubled because she had destroyed the borrowed property.
“I will definitely pay for it.”
“It’s difficult. It’s not easy for me to make, either.”
Mirania read his impression, ‘I know Malandor too well to take it at face value.’
‘That face must see this as an opportunity.’
Beyond the expression of regret, Mirania did not miss the sparkling light deep in his eyes. Meaning, there are other ulterior motives.
Malandor tilted his head and snapped his finger at Leverianz.
“Hey, you.”
Leverianz’s lips twitched at the sudden finger pointing at him. It’s an expression that says, ‘Do you dare point a finger at me?’
It’s Leverianz who’s good at pissing off Mirania and Grecan by teasing with his slick tongue, but not now.
The expression on his face looked very cold.
Malandor didn’t care, “Baby bat, I mean you.”
On the contrary, Malandor pinpoint him more precisely, thinking that Leverianz did not understand his words.
“Give me your leash. It would be really difficult if even that was broken.”
“…”
‘Baby Bat’, ‘Leash’. At the insulting words that flowed out one after another, veins stood in Leverianz’s long neck.
Although Leverianz was of adult age, both by human and beast standards, he was still nothing more than a clot of blood to Malandor, an eccentric in the dark world who had spent immeasurable amounts of time.
“An old monster who appeared out of nowhere is trying to steal what’s mine, what should I do in this case?”
Still, Malandor did not deal with his sneer, and Leverianz turned to Mirania. The attitude of saying that I don’t want to mix words with Malandor.
Malandor’s quick-witted smile became thin, and Mirania alternately stared at Leverianz and Malandor in embarrassment.
‘An old monster.’
In fact, the dark people are not a very well-known race.
Even those who knew it used to reject the dark people who dealt with the energy of death.
Leverianz might not have known the inside story, but he instinctively seemed to sense something ominous about Malandor.
Moonlight fell on the white nape of Leverianz, who turned away from Malandor.
The Bat race of temptation
Contrary to the feeling given by the word ‘temptation’, he stood still and radiated a sense of dignity that could only come from a ruler.
Did that make Malandor even more uncomfortable?
“I’ve never liked bats, but among them, you’re especially unlucky. You didn’t even get blood porridge? As thin and pale, do you think you’re going to bloom black mushrooms?”
Life dripped from the words he said while laughing.
Leverianz fiddled with his earlobes with an expression of why a mountain animal barked. It was a complete disregard.
The tense air tightened.
Meanwhile, Grecan was tearing the golden-grilled boar meat and putting it in his mouth as if it was not his fight.
Mirania stares at her in dismay, his eyes twinkling as he holds out the piece of meat in his hand.
“Never mind.”
Mirania, who raised her hand and refused, swallowed a sigh and said, “Livy, give it”
“But Mirania, I got this as a gift… from you.”
‘Hmph’, Malandor snorted.
“What gift? I lent it to Mirania.”
Leverianz pretended not to hear and fixed his gaze on Mirania.
Malandor also stared at Mirania. The meaning of giving the borrowed item to that guy was clearly read from his gaze.
Mirania was expressionless, but inside, her mouth felt dry.
Two eyes stared intently at her.
Mirania sighed and said again, “Give it to me, Livy.”
“But… Mirania.”
Malandor smiled, and Leverianz’s eyes twitched.
Mirania with slightly gaping lips faces Leverianz.
Before speaking, a tongue slipped and stole his lips, but the only person who noticed it was Grecan, who was not interested in the conversation.
“You don’t need that anymore. Leverianz, Livy. I gave you a night of obedience to control you, as you have already noticed.”
“…”
“You really didn’t know?”
Leverianz’s face changed mysteriously.
[It’s a magical tool that brings you and me even closer.]
[Livy, don’t you want to get closer to me?]
[Why do those make Mirania and me close?]
[As long as you’re wearing this, I’m never going to abandon you first.]
Just like when she whispered like a villain who lures children with candy, Mirania spoke softly.
“It’s just a joke. It was just an object to control you, near out of control. You don’t have to keep anymore.”
“… I know. Still, it’s a gift from Mirania, it’s for me. Do you think I’m going to be shocked and give this to that wicked man?”
Leverianz looked rather displeased. He’s no fool, he has noticed that Mirania was only saying this to return the night of obedience to Malandor.
Mirania said without changing her expression. “What I’m saying is, that thing doesn’t mean anything anymore.”
“…”
“Aren’t you, and I close enough without a night of obedience?”
Leverianz blinked.
“As I said then, I will not abandon you.”
“…”
“So there’s no need to cling to mere things.”
Mirania knew Grecan’s night of obedience was destroyed by Leverianz easily, but the night of obedience that Leverianz wears was carefully wiped with a handkerchief covered with perfume every night.
He was wary of even Grecan’s meaningless gesture toward his neck, even though he had a look that hurt his pride, saying it was a requested item that only slaves could say.
Leverianz turned to face Mirania and demanded, “Say it again.”
Gladly accepting the request, Mirania repeated slowly and clearly.
“I will not abandon you.”
“…”
Leverianz’s blinking speed increased. Long golden eyelashes fluttered beautifully.
Mirania saw the defenseless loosened posture and took steps one by one.
Arriving in front of Leverianz, she reached out to his long white neck.
Her fingertips felt the cold body and touched the precious object on his neck. Since it was an item that only the caster could solve, she thought of releasing it herself.
The moment I was about to break the Night of Obedience.
Thump—
Leverianz covered the back of Mirania’s hand with his cold hand.
‘In the end, He won’t give it away.’
If convincing Leverianz doesn’t work, I have no choice but to persuade Malandor.
Seeing Mirania’s troubled look, Leverianz took his other hand behind her neck.
Click—
There was a sound of seams breaking. Mirania frowned as she watched the night of obedience dripping from his throat unravel.
Leverianz turned and kissed the soft skin inside her wrist.
“It’s been a while since I was able to solve this on my own.”
Leverianz grinned and whispered, “You were completely fooled.”
The night of obedience was really ineffective and was broken.
‘I’ve been deceived.’
As soon as Mirania clicked her tongue, Leverianz threw the night of obedience to Malandor.
Swish!
But it was very fast.
Swoosh—!
There was a sound of the air tearing as if using psychokinesis.
Malandor raised the corners of his mouth in an attitude of ‘playing just this much’ and reached for the night of obedience that flew fiercely.
The night of obedience climbed up Malandor’s hand and gently wrapped it around his wrist.
“I’m not sure if it’s a dangerous beast, but it’s a bad-tempered beast, Mirania,” said Malandor, holding up the object that quickly fell into his hand.
Leverianz lowered gaze. When he closes and opens them slightly, his eyes, which have been filled with life, became cold.
“Where are you going?”
Mirania was troubled by Malandor, who was calm on the subject of turning the atmosphere upside down.
“I’m going to the second continent to do business.”
“Hasn’t it been more than 300 years since you haven’t been to the second continent?” Malandor asked.
“To be precise, it’s been over 800 years.”
At their small conversation, Mirania nodded, beckoning Malandor to get to the point.
“Anyway, tell me what you want, Malandor. This is entirely my responsibility.”
Malandor repeatedly threw the night of obedience in the air, saying nothing, and then suddenly threw out unexpected words.
“How much time left do you have, Mirania?”
“What time?” Mirania asked.
The two were only similar in skin color, but everything was completely different.
Unlike Grecan, whose skin was tanned but darkened by the sun, Malandor had darker skin due to his racial characteristics.
The energy they emitted was also different. If Grecan was a mass of energy that emits pure vitality, Malandor drives a shadow without a single light.
The insidious and inscrutable feeling of Malandor was rather similar to that of Leverianz.
Perhaps he felt it, Leverianz was staring at Malandor without saying a word.
Malandor also turned his attention to Leverianz, he looked young in his eyes.
“Aha, the dangerous beasts raised by Mirania! It is you.”
What caught his eyes was the night of obedience hanging over Leverianz’s neck. His red tongue licked his upper lip.
[What are you raising?]
[I’m raising a dangerous beast right now.]
A conversation we had before.
‘You still remember that?’
Malandor’s gaze returned to Mirania.
“Right, Mirania?”
“Mmm.”
Erasing her troubled expression, she subtly avoided answering, “Did you say you came because you were curious about the reason for my visit?”
I thought I should solve his curiosity quickly and send him back.
“Unfortunately, one Night of Obedience was ruined. I went there to talk about that.”
“It was not intentional.”
Startled, Malandor soon frowned, “What?”
Mirania was not feeling well, she felt troubled because she had destroyed the borrowed property.
“I will definitely pay for it.”
“It’s difficult. It’s not easy for me to make, either.”
Mirania read his impression, ‘I know Malandor too well to take it at face value.’
‘That face must see this as an opportunity.’
Beyond the expression of regret, Mirania did not miss the sparkling light deep in his eyes. Meaning, there are other ulterior motives.
Malandor tilted his head and snapped his finger at Leverianz.
“Hey, you.”
Leverianz’s lips twitched at the sudden finger pointing at him. It’s an expression that says, ‘Do you dare point a finger at me?’
It’s Leverianz who’s good at pissing off Mirania and Grecan by teasing with his slick tongue, but not now.
The expression on his face looked very cold.
Malandor didn’t care, “Baby bat, I mean you.”
On the contrary, Malandor pinpoint him more precisely, thinking that Leverianz did not understand his words.
“Give me your leash. It would be really difficult if even that was broken.”
“…”
‘Baby Bat’, ‘Leash’. At the insulting words that flowed out one after another, veins stood in Leverianz’s long neck.
Although Leverianz was of adult age, both by human and beast standards, he was still nothing more than a clot of blood to Malandor, an eccentric in the dark world who had spent immeasurable amounts of time.
“An old monster who appeared out of nowhere is trying to steal what’s mine, what should I do in this case?”
Still, Malandor did not deal with his sneer, and Leverianz turned to Mirania. The attitude of saying that I don’t want to mix words with Malandor.
Malandor’s quick-witted smile became thin, and Mirania alternately stared at Leverianz and Malandor in embarrassment.
‘An old monster.’
In fact, the dark people are not a very well-known race.
Even those who knew it used to reject the dark people who dealt with the energy of death.
Leverianz might not have known the inside story, but he instinctively seemed to sense something ominous about Malandor.
Moonlight fell on the white nape of Leverianz, who turned away from Malandor.
The Bat race of temptation
Contrary to the feeling given by the word ‘temptation’, he stood still and radiated a sense of dignity that could only come from a ruler.
Did that make Malandor even more uncomfortable?
“I’ve never liked bats, but among them, you’re especially unlucky. You didn’t even get blood porridge? As thin and pale, do you think you’re going to bloom black mushrooms?”
Life dripped from the words he said while laughing.
Leverianz fiddled with his earlobes with an expression of why a mountain animal barked. It was a complete disregard.
The tense air tightened.
Meanwhile, Grecan was tearing the golden-grilled boar meat and putting it in his mouth as if it was not his fight.
Mirania stares at her in dismay, his eyes twinkling as he holds out the piece of meat in his hand.
“Never mind.”
Mirania, who raised her hand and refused, swallowed a sigh and said, “Livy, give it”
“But Mirania, I got this as a gift… from you.”
‘Hmph’, Malandor snorted.
“What gift? I lent it to Mirania.”
Leverianz pretended not to hear and fixed his gaze on Mirania.
Malandor also stared at Mirania. The meaning of giving the borrowed item to that guy was clearly read from his gaze.
Mirania was expressionless, but inside, her mouth felt dry.
Two eyes stared intently at her.
Mirania sighed and said again, “Give it to me, Livy.”
“But… Mirania.”
Malandor smiled, and Leverianz’s eyes twitched.
Mirania with slightly gaping lips faces Leverianz.
Before speaking, a tongue slipped and stole his lips, but the only person who noticed it was Grecan, who was not interested in the conversation.
“You don’t need that anymore. Leverianz, Livy. I gave you a night of obedience to control you, as you have already noticed.”
“…”
“You really didn’t know?”
Leverianz’s face changed mysteriously.
[It’s a magical tool that brings you and me even closer.]
[Livy, don’t you want to get closer to me?]
[Why do those make Mirania and me close?]
[As long as you’re wearing this, I’m never going to abandon you first.]
Just like when she whispered like a villain who lures children with candy, Mirania spoke softly.
“It’s just a joke. It was just an object to control you, near out of control. You don’t have to keep anymore.”
“… I know. Still, it’s a gift from Mirania, it’s for me. Do you think I’m going to be shocked and give this to that wicked man?”
Leverianz looked rather displeased. He’s no fool, he has noticed that Mirania was only saying this to return the night of obedience to Malandor.
Mirania said without changing her expression. “What I’m saying is, that thing doesn’t mean anything anymore.”
“…”
“Aren’t you, and I close enough without a night of obedience?”
Leverianz blinked.
“As I said then, I will not abandon you.”
“…”
“So there’s no need to cling to mere things.”
Mirania knew Grecan’s night of obedience was destroyed by Leverianz easily, but the night of obedience that Leverianz wears was carefully wiped with a handkerchief covered with perfume every night.
He was wary of even Grecan’s meaningless gesture toward his neck, even though he had a look that hurt his pride, saying it was a requested item that only slaves could say.
Leverianz turned to face Mirania and demanded, “Say it again.”
Gladly accepting the request, Mirania repeated slowly and clearly.
“I will not abandon you.”
“…”
Leverianz’s blinking speed increased. Long golden eyelashes fluttered beautifully.
Mirania saw the defenseless loosened posture and took steps one by one.
Arriving in front of Leverianz, she reached out to his long white neck.
Her fingertips felt the cold body and touched the precious object on his neck. Since it was an item that only the caster could solve, she thought of releasing it herself.
The moment I was about to break the Night of Obedience.
Thump—
Leverianz covered the back of Mirania’s hand with his cold hand.
‘In the end, He won’t give it away.’
If convincing Leverianz doesn’t work, I have no choice but to persuade Malandor.
Seeing Mirania’s troubled look, Leverianz took his other hand behind her neck.
Click—
There was a sound of seams breaking. Mirania frowned as she watched the night of obedience dripping from his throat unravel.
Leverianz turned and kissed the soft skin inside her wrist.
“It’s been a while since I was able to solve this on my own.”
Leverianz grinned and whispered, “You were completely fooled.”
The night of obedience was really ineffective and was broken.
‘I’ve been deceived.’
As soon as Mirania clicked her tongue, Leverianz threw the night of obedience to Malandor.
Swish!
But it was very fast.
Swoosh—!
There was a sound of the air tearing as if using psychokinesis.
Malandor raised the corners of his mouth in an attitude of ‘playing just this much’ and reached for the night of obedience that flew fiercely.
The night of obedience climbed up Malandor’s hand and gently wrapped it around his wrist.
“I’m not sure if it’s a dangerous beast, but it’s a bad-tempered beast, Mirania,” said Malandor, holding up the object that quickly fell into his hand.
Leverianz lowered gaze. When he closes and opens them slightly, his eyes, which have been filled with life, became cold.
“Where are you going?”
Mirania was troubled by Malandor, who was calm on the subject of turning the atmosphere upside down.
“I’m going to the second continent to do business.”
“Hasn’t it been more than 300 years since you haven’t been to the second continent?” Malandor asked.
“To be precise, it’s been over 800 years.”
At their small conversation, Mirania nodded, beckoning Malandor to get to the point.
“Anyway, tell me what you want, Malandor. This is entirely my responsibility.”
Malandor repeatedly threw the night of obedience in the air, saying nothing, and then suddenly threw out unexpected words.
“How much time left do you have, Mirania?”
“What time?” Mirania asked.
