How to Protect Female Protagonist's Brother chapter 51
If I could, I wanted to run outside right now and tell the people of Agriche.
I wanted to shout out loud to see this.
I have succeeded in deceive you.
Sweet.
It was at that moment that the door, which was firmly closed, was opened.
A thin ray of light permeated the room that was eaten by darkness.
No other popularity was felt outside, but without any indication, someone stepped through the door.
It seemed at first glance through the open door that her arm, which appears to be Emily's, was drooping on the floor.
But before Roxana could even check it, the door was closed again.
Oh, be bored.
Roxana slowly closed and opened her eyes when she saw the man standing tall in front of her.
"It was noisy outside that you fed Cassis Fedeliyan as food for the poison butterfly."
Perhaps he had just returned to his mansion, or the man who entered the room had a faint smell of lush forest.
It seemed that the party who had left for Karantul's habitat had just returned.
"so?"
Roxana, with the hem of her cuffs, slowly stole her mouth and let out a grim voice.
"What do you think it has to do with you, do you come to me and talk about it?"
However, Roxana's movement was stopped by a series of quiet voices.
"Cassis Fedelian, are you not dead?"
It wasn't already to ask Roxana for her answer.
"Where did you take it?"
With a rumbling sound, Deon's feet, standing tall like a rooted tree, fell from her seat.
His steps stopped one step away from Roxana.
The sticky, black shoelaces touched a small pool of blood on the floor.
Deon's gaze slowly glanced past Roxana's red-colored figure.
Even though the room was dark and I couldn't see anything properly, his gaze seemed to penetrate her inside.
"Shall I guess?"
Soon, Deon whispered a little and bowed his body.
Red eyes radiating a sharp glow in the moonlight came up close.
"There is only one place that has not reached my eyes so far."
A cold smile came to the corner of Deon's mouth.
"The black forest on the northern border."
At that moment, the faint sound of the wind that was heard from the outside subsided.
The thick air fell into the child's room and the silence like an ice pick fell.
There was no change in Roxana's face.
Her eyes, staring at Deon, were still cold as he did when he first entered the room. No emotional fluctuation was felt within it.
However, Deon did not shake.
"I don't know how it was stolen, but it was a very plausible way. okay… … . So is this a poison butterfly that shows the illusion?"
The poisonous butterflies that appeared in the air were wandering around her without missing the gap Roxana was weakened. Deon's gaze touched those butterflies.
"What you got wasn't a slaughter butterfly. If not, maybe there is not one poison butterfly hatched."
Theon's words were surprisingly close to the facts.
Lok Sana, who quietly stared at her face as she faced her, finally opened her mouth.
"The delusions are too much."
"You know best that it's not a delusion."
Roxana's gaze again silently rested on Deon's face.
After a while, she asked quietly.
"So, you want to go out and talk about it now?"
"how will we do it."
The tip of Deon's lips slowly drew a line.
After that he whispered brutally.
"Shall we send a search team to the northern border once? It would be okay to have Cassis Fedelian's torn body in front of you."
It looked like a hunter who succeeded in putting his prey into a trap.
Deon raised his hand and grabbed the butterfly floating around Roxana in it. As if it could be the person in front of you.
"I don't know why you're trying to save him while doing this."
He gave strength to his grasp as if to crush a butterfly in his hand.
Then he stared at Roxana for a while, and then soon loosened her hands again.
A butterfly escaped through the gap and fluttered and swam through her air.
Shortly thereafter, Deon woke up.
"do not go."
No, he was trying to get up.
If it wasn't for the voice that pierced his ears the next moment.
"Don't go, Deon."
A small whisper leaked into the ear of Theon, who stopped moving.
He was incredibly soft and sweet voice that was directed towards him.
If this were the hallucinations of Roxana's butterfly, he would have believed.
However, the hand that touched Deon's cheek afterwards had a substance.
A man who had an atmosphere of cold to his bones as if he was born with a winter womb, stared at the person in front of him, as if time had stopped.
Roxana moved her hand toward Deon.
After touching his face so tenderly, she soon slowly pulled up the tail of her mouth.
"Fuck it."
As if the sweetness of a while ago was all a lie, the smile that pierced the sight was cold.
"You are a really stupid person."
As if he was really pathetic and saddened, Roxana looked at the man holding his breath in her hand with her eyes mixed with her sympathy and ridicule.
"Theon. Did you think I wouldn't know what you really want?"
At that moment, a rippling ripple emerged from the red eyes reflected in Roxana's view.
It was a very small nursery rhyme, but it felt like a very drastic change because the object was Deon, not anyone else.
"I really didn't need what you were giving, no matter what it was."
Now that the man in front of her eyes was so disgusting and disgusting, Roxana did not want to tolerate his gaze even reaching her.
But this poor and terrible man persistently pursued her shadow no matter how much he refused and pushed him away.
"I mean. I hate you so disgusting."
At Roxana's words, Deon didn't even move.
Her eyes, as if she already knew, just staring at her quietly, were deep and dark like the deep sea.
"But… … okay… … ."
Roxana laughed coldly as she looked into her eyes.
"If you want to hold my leash that far."
The cold moonlight soaked through the window.
The warmth transmitted from the body in contact was warm. But oddly enough, it was cold as if he was getting older.
"Because neither you nor I will have the only place to go anyway."
That day, Roxana made a new bond of bondage.
Waiting for them at the end must have been hell.