This Book is Not Available for Subscription Under the Age of 18 Chapter 97

Is the highlight of the banquet on the last day? (16) – unedited

T/W: violence, humiliation

I couldn't think of any reasonable excuses, and while I was fussing around, Evan suddenly intervened in front of me.

“I called her for a while.”

“You?”

“My waist… hurts, so I was wondering if I could get some medicine. Erina is very interested in herbal medicine, so she always carries several medicines, but she says she didn't bring them today.”

Who Evan. Anyone can tell it's a lie, though? He could have said it in a better way, but I just bowed my head because I wanted to peek at the banquet so much.

“I see. But if you need such medicine in the future, please find me.”

“Yes.”

That's a lie! Did you believe this? Really?! Guernia's eyes looked as if she trusted Evan like a rock without a single doubt.

But something is a bit odd. Regardless of whether Evan's words were true, his focus was somewhere else. But I couldn't get a sense of what it was. Just thinking about it, it's hard to say that Evan and Guernia had an acquaintance to share something.

Anyway, I nodded my head to avoid this situation.

“Oh my… I'm sorry, friend. Today, I was busy preparing for the banquet, so I forgot for a while and didn't bring my bag of 24 herbal medicines.”

Because I added an adverse effect, Evan poked me in the back with his elbow. Fortunately, in Guernia's head, I had long since been forgotten, her eyes were only on Evan. It was not like a girl in love, but of an insidious snake.

“Let Erina Holden go back to the onion warehouse, and Evan Prechild, come to my room. If it's such a medicine, I have a lot.”

“Yes.”

Guernia's shoes made noises and she walked away. Evan looked at her for a moment until she disappeared and then pulled me closer by the hem.

“What, what?”

“Erina, don't keep Merson and that woman close. Understand?”

“What's going on?”

“More details later. I wish there was such a thing as 'later'.”

Evan's eyes were dark as he spoke. I reached out to hold him, but I only touched the cold air.

Just that word, that sounds like a total death sentence? I don't know what happened in a day…….

I stood there for a while, unable to do anything because I was worried about Evan. Then I came to my senses only after getting bumped in the shoulder by passersby several times.

… Is Evan okay?

I should have probably followed along. Belated regrets flooded in. While I am stroking my head, someone grabs my wrist and leaves a small kiss on it.

“Merson, let it go. I feel weird right now.”

“Why?”

Twisting my wrist, he lets go. But this time, my waist was caught. As soon as I was held by him, I could feel the eyes around me rushing and focusing on Merson.

No, there are a lot of people hugging and dancing, so why are they only interested in me? I thought so, then looked up at Merson's face for a moment, and um- um- yeah, I agree.

Whatever the reason, these were unwelcome interests to me, so I pushed his chest as hard as I could.

I wanted to separate from him for a moment, so then I raised my index finger toward Merson who reached out again and made a 'shh' sound. Then, reflexively, Merson pauses, and the tips of his mouth go down.

“No. There are a lot of people.”

“I want to comfort Erina because you are feeling strange.”

“I'll take your sincerity, thank you.”

After roughly scolding him, I took him to a quiet place.

We went in front of the onion warehouse. Obviously, the onion smell in this place is very bad here, so there are few people coming and going.

“Evan is weird. Should I say that it feels like he was firmly connected with Chief Guernia?”

Merson looks at me silently, without any reaction.

“What, what's that reaction? Isn't that surprising? That woman, she seems to have something.”

“I know.”

“You know?”

“That woman, she smells like blood. Very strongly.”

Merson spoke bluntly, but I could tell from my experience of watching numerous films, novels, and dramas over the years. Guernia is doing something behind the scenes that the Demon King would intuitively notice.

“… Maybe she enjoys human flesh?”

“Well. I don't think that's…….”

“OH MY GOD.”

“Erina?”

If so, that's a big deal! Maybe Evan was caught by Guernia yesterday as well and was at the crossroads of life and death right now. She was a woman who could use magic freely, so even if Evan was a man of relatively good physique, it would not have been easy to escape from a wizard.

“I never thought I'd actually meet a psycho that eats human flesh.”

“She doesn't seem to be eating… Hey, Erina.”

Merson tapped me in the shoulder, but I ignored it. It was because Guernia's terrible hobby was vividly pictured as if it was happening right in front of her eyes.

“Erina, it sounds like Evan was in danger, but that didn't mean he was eaten that way…….”

“Merson, if you find Evan while looking for Chenin, teleport him. You might still be tired from banquet work, but if you use magic power till you're exhausted…….”

Chapter end