Dylan intended to suffer for Charlize. But he didn't seem to have to do it.
Charlize's body was fighting the poison itself. The mana, which is vastly spread out, is endless like the sea.
The limit is not read. Infinite genius. It's amazingly overwhelming.
'That's why.'
Dylan realized. The reason why Charlize fell down in front of him.
'She asking me to protect her.'
What Dylan had to do was clear. To protect Charlize so that people wouldn't come.
Charlize was trying to combine the extreme poison with her mana. It was ridiculous, but it was a reality that happening right before their eyes.
Controlling the flow of mana was a very dangerous task, so it had to be quiet. The average person would only disturb Charlize because they couldn't read the energy.
Therefore.
'I have to protect her.'
But again. He had never heard of this kind of situation. It was just amazing. The face sleeping under the moonlight is dreamy, but the flow emerging from Charlize is.
It was unrivaled.
"Should I not have to worry?"
His heart was still beating fast. There was now admiration in the place where the worries have passed.
A warm, soft-touch, belatedly vividly touched her.
But Dylan didn't let go of his hand. He stared at Charlize.
Looking at Charlize's sleeping face. Of course, this is not the first time.
Charlize who was tired of guarding the funeral hall and fell asleep. Charlize, who closed her eyes for a while when taking a swordsmanship class in the mountains.
'This is already the third time.'
But the feeling was very different from that time. Is this because of having s*x? His chest was in pain when he saw Charlize in extreme poison. On the other hand, his heart kept pounding.
Dylan shut his mouth.
[Charlize.]
Dylan was thinking about the moment when he called Charlize's name.
At that time, the time had passed terribly slow. The waist in his hand was so light that he wondered if it was this thin. The Charlize in his arms was small.
There was such a difference in physique. There is no doubt that Charlize will be the strongest than any other existence on the continent. At that moment. Dylan, too.
His chest was itchy.
He just wanted to hug her tightly because she was precious. He wanted to protect and treat her preciously.
"…"
Dylan's gaze returned to Charlize in silence again. The appearance of her falling asleep was fascinating in itself.
He put his lips on the back of Charlize's hand in high regard. At the time when she wasn't listening, he swore again.
"My everything. I will give it to you."
He let go of Charlize's hand.
Still, Charlize's body was doing miracles.
***
Charlize fell deep into that unconscious. Dreaming a dream. The dream in that dream.
A wide and vast world unfolded. The countries that were conquered and vanished by Keira. The territory of a unified empire. Under the dignity of the emperor, everyone knelt down.
[Long live for His Majesty the Emperor!]
[Long live the unification empire!]
The monsters were no different. Keira was especially effective when dealing with a monster. At once, she pierces the weakness of the monster and stabs it to death.
She leads, destroys, and rules the movements of the emperor as its owner most efficiently. Because she was made like that.
Charlize suddenly murmured. People in her dream. Everyone knelt down in front of her. They were so terrified that they couldn't even make eye contact.
Those who have Keira, rule the continent.
Like a sacred prophecy announced by the Vatican. A maxim which was known as a famous maxim in the Empire.
In her dream, Charlize walked slowly. The hem of her dress was fluttering. The wind blows. The sky is high.
Waves hit the sea, and birds chirped in the mountains. The grass growing in the field sways in the wind.
The whole situation happened at once.
In an apparently unrealistic space, Charlize was perfect alone.
Though she sounded calm. But it was a voice full of resentment.
Why of all people did she have to be herself?
As if to answer, the emperor appeared before Charlize's eyes.
The first owner to wield Keira was Dietrich I.
He smiled.
Charlize looked at the emperor indifferently.
The dream gets deeper. The surroundings turned red like blood, and the air became murky. The emperor looked at Charlize and said.
"Because you were special."
Don't be ridiculous.
Charlize tried to lift the sword to kill the emperor. The sword was Charlize. She was Keira before she knew it.
The dream was out of Charlize's control. The emperor began to speak as he pleases.
"You were the only one who suitable for the top."
Keira, 400 years ago. There was a time when she asked the emperor under desperate. When she shouted "Why from of all people it was me?", the drunk emperor answered.
'No limits. The highest way of thinking.'
"You were chosen as Keira."
In order for a person to harmonize with the sculpture of Ehyrit, he had to have a very strong mental strength. Is mental strength the only thing?
It needed a superhuman mentality to challenge God's authority.
The emperor began a long story.
"I had no intention of experimenting with the noble. The woman was out of my plan. The first attempt was an old commoner man. But all those grown-up adults couldn't hold up for a few minutes and die."
Let me go, Keira said while enduring it. The voice was scattered. It shattered like sand and did not reach anyone.
"The tower formulate a new hypothesis. Only minors who are not yet fully grown accept the power of creation."
The emperor smiled and said. He didn't even care about Keira's words.
"So I took a minor commoner man. I brought him to the experiment. This time he lasted for a few hours. The tower was right. But I'm not satisfied at all."
As if to reveal Charlize's unstable psychology, the dream world became rough. The ground shook as if there had been an earthquake, cracks in the sky, and sunlight poured out.
The emperor was still fine.
"Is it right to say that commoner men lack desperation? I rarely ever thought of trying to go up. Even if my ambition was high."
"Yes, because I was born as a commoner. I know my place as a commoner. Eventually, I was stuck in this limit. But how could I challenge the authority of God?"
The emperor giggled as if he was in a good mood. It was a disgusting laugh.
"And then I kidnapped the nobles and started experimenting with them. At least I would not limit my dreams because I was trapped in my status. But I failed over and over again."
He condescended as if he were telling success stories.
"You would remember. The time when the empire was in chaotic by a series of kidnappings of nobles. It was around the time when a woman was kidnapped because there were no young talents, but we had not yet brought in the young noble lady."
<…>
"Then I saw the document with your personal information on it."
Keira became quiet.
"The daughter of Ronan's family. It was a dangerous gamble. But I also liked your radical ideas. You were an uncommon person, and that kind of ambition was what I wanted."
Those words were actually from 400 years ago. That was what Keira heard from the emperor.
Charlize was intelligent. It was a blessing and a curse. Even now, she can vividly remember every word choice that goes back hundreds of years.
Deep down in the unconscious, the emperor was perfectly embodying the dialogues of the past.
"You're a lady, but your family didn't care much about you."
Even if Charlize was not the only daughter to be shunned from her family. As if Keira had nothing to do with it. The Emperor said.
"In the end, I was right. Like this, wasn't you have become the only example of success?"
In horror, monsters in her dreams appeared and tore the emperor to pieces.
The emperor laughed disgustingly as he died. The idea of making humans a living sword. That was the problem. The perpetrators were obviously the tower and the emperor.
But will Ronan be the only victim?
"So you should thank me! For killing the Ronan with Keira by hand."
The Emperor shouted. Although he was torn to pieces. His mouth was still alive.
She wanted to cover her ears. But, she didn't have a hand to cover. In the first place, Keira didn't even have an ear. She was just a sword.
Charlize was innocent.
The reason why she was able to intact even after the essence of the emperor was destroyed. It was also said it was because of her essence.
He also said that very few people can handle the power of creation, so he told her to be proud.
"Your dream of the destruction of the empire, in the end, it shows you the reason why you were chosen as Keira."
There is no limit in setting a goal. Not assuming the impossible. By any means when a goal is set. The highest way of thinking.
She prayed desperately to lead her to the miracle of God. It was Charlize's power.
As Charlize's eyes sharpened, the emperor was thrown into the abyss.
The dream finally calmed down.
But Charlize who was left behind. She was burning hot alone. The moment she promised to take revenge, she was already ready to become a monster.
'To vent my anger. It's not too late to do it after the revenge is over.'
Charlize caught the consciousness that out of her control. About something that randomly stirs up her dream and tried to destroy Charlize.
To resist and destroy it. No, she grabbed it and accepted it. She was in pain to death. Charlize's rationality was as cool as a sword. Cold as a cold corpse.
Something that tried to stirs up the consciousness – The Blackshaw flower – she suppressed it.
The endless tinnitus in her ears. She reached out her hand in the air while clenching her teeth. Someone, with a warm warmth.
He held her hand.
***
Dylan looked down at Charlize with anxious eyes. Although Charlize was in a deep sleep, she also had a genius talent. But she was too hot.
She didn't wake up for a few days. Dylan never left Charlize's side. He was perhaps more devoted than when he was nursing the 7th concubine.
"Please wake up, Master."
Dylan whispered.
How painful Charlize must be struggling down there. Dylan was feeling in pain together just by imagining it.
Dylan had a lot of work to do as the Crown Prince. But he put it all off. Charlize is a much more important and urgent matter for him.
The Grand Duke of Ronan and the two young masters ran saying that they wanted to meet Charlize. But he refused. Because they were only going to hurt Charlize.
"…I'm waiting."
Dylan put the porridge he made in a special way into Charlize's mouth.
Since she hadn't woke up for a few days, she'll have no energy, so he had to feed her like this. He saw Charlize asleep.
Dylan put a white wet towel on Charlize's forehead. To lower the heat of her hot body even a little.
"…"
Charlize was quiet for a long time. Dylan looked at Charlize, then lying down on her bedside and closed his eyes for a moment. It was because of the tiredness of staying up all night for several days.
Meanwhile,
Charlize slowly woke up from the deep sleep. Finally. She overcame all the poison by accepting it.
"…"
The person she saw as soon as she came back to reality after wandering around unconscious for a long time.
Dylan.
It was Dylan.