cap28 evilwoman

 When a bad girl loves her

28th episode

 

 

****

 

I felt it in my time together, and the two handsome men did not like to talk about my illness casually, and of course they understood their feelings very well.

 

It's awkward and embarrassing. I can't tell you if you're going to get better,

 

So I didn’t bother to bring up the subject they were uncomfortable with, and I was like I didn’t have any sickness.

 

'I actually like the way I feel bad.'

 

It was probably because the smiley face was better.

 

Unfortunately, those people there were no reason to give such consideration to them.

 

'I don't know when the rumors have gone all the way out of the Imperial Palace.'

 

I was saying something pretty intense, perhaps in support of the Crown Prince. But that's not a concept.

 

I felt a little low, but I was just about to move on.

 

“Don’t be ridiculous, I’ve only heard that from you.”

 

“I heard it, I heard the girl’s going to die on her own!”

 

“No, so that makes sense? Is she crazy? That’s just...that’s just naive.”

 

When the opponent did not believe it, the speaking Saram said in an excited tone.

 

“I’m frustrated, you know Annie, I told you before.”

 

“Uh, uh, I know.”

 

“She told me! She told me it wasn’t all there, it was from a palace man.”

 

The face of Saram, who had been distrustful of the word "consort", changed doubtfully, because the word "consort" was so heavy.

 

“I guess it’s true.”

 

“Yes.”

 

Then the unbelieving person finished drinking and said,

 

“If that’s true, isn’t it all right?”

 

“I’m sorry,” he said, and he just chuckled like a joke. I took a breath.

 

He said nothing about my sister!

 

“No one likes her anyway, and she is hated for her cruelty and coldness.”

 

I held my breath, but I didn’t think I was being insulted. I bit my lip.

 

If everyone thinks like that, it seems that the rumor of the evil girl is darker than I thought.

 

Then I casually looked at my handsome men. I swallowed.

 

“....”

 

Cain was silently angry. His face stiffened. But the stillness was somehow bloody.

 

He looked at it for a moment, then his eyes were released, for his angry face was a rare expression.

 

He sat next to me then, trying to hold my ears in his hands, as if he knew what would lead.

 

But it was late, because the mockery sounded loud.

 

“Good, I wish she could die so quickly.”

 

I was surprised by the excessive rhetoric and I was looking at him, and Eugene, who was opposite me, was gone.

 

Then there was a puff.

 

“Aah!”

 

“What the hell!”

 

The pub was raging, and Eugene, in a dreadful mood that he had never seen before, grabbed the man’s collar, which was a bit of a bloody spirit.

 

Then I heard a strangled groan. People cried out, throbbing.

 

“Hey! Call the guards!”

 

And I'm a human being.

 

Even in this mess, Eugene was so beautiful that she was thrilled because she was so happy, and somehow she was full of wildness that she would never see again.

 

‘Oh, you have to be awake.’

 

I shook my head quickly, and grabbed Cain’s hand in my hands and shouted, “I’m sorry.

 

“Eugene, wait!”

 

At that moment Eugene’s bloody movement stopped.

 

He stood silently, then no longer touched it, whispering in the ear of the man who was being eaten.

 

Then the man fell to the floor with a groan.

 

The atmosphere of the pub had subsided, and the people who had noticed it had been running out, and there were only half the people in the main store.

 

I went over and raised my hand carefully to Eugene.

 

“Eugene, are you okay?”

 

“You—”

 

“Yes, go ahead.”

 

“I’m not going to be a bad guy,” said Eugene, as sweetly as she could.

 

“...Lisha.”

 

It was Cain who said it.

 

“Yes, Cain.”

 

“Is she afraid you’re okay?”

 

“Hmm? Ziyo?”

 

I blinked.

 

The shock I felt when I heard a bad word about Le Percia was gone.

 

'Is that because Eugene got angry?'

 

And I thought.

 

Let me see. The loud tavern was dissolved a little, and there were beautiful men standing around me who had passed over the de hat and revealed their beauty.

 

They were my companions, Whoo-hoo.

 

I think I heard a piece of shit, but I didn’t want to hear it in her ear, so I decided not to leave a word in my memory.

 

I felt my mouth slowly rise and said to Cain, “I’m sorry.

 

“Of course it’s okay.”

 

There are angels who are so angry.

 

In fact, the tavern in the fantasy world was a romantic place more than I imagined, so I was quite drunk in the atmosphere.

 

Under the warm light of the tavern's slightly yellow light, I caught my eye on two men who were showing off their blinding beauty.

 

Ice Americano

 

I put my forehead playfully. And when I said that, I couldn’t see her face, and Eugene was supporting me. Uh, well, I was.

 

But...oh.

 

Is it because you moved a little? I felt Eugene's heat close by.

 

Hyuk, this is so good!

 

Eugene, who doesn't see his face but is uncharacteristically attracted to the wild beast, is really...

 

Ha. And his eyes, deeper than usual, gave him a sense of space.

 

“I’m serious, I’m fine, and I’m sure you two are with me.”

 

Beautiful men.

 

Do you think we'll come to this bar every day? Water Ron, we're going to have a drink today!

 

“I’m happy now.”

 

“I’m sorry,” he said blankly, and there was a silence in the tavern.

 

The crowd of people and clerks who remained besides us stopped at that moment.

 

 

****

 

 

One of the three men and women who had been baring a subtle atmosphere licked their lips as if they were amusing, a boy with yellow-gold curls and green eyes.

 

The angelic appearance was very noticeable, and it was because of the boy’s ability that no one had noticed this boy before.

 

“The Le Persia and Bolton, and the Eyric ballroom. That’s a strange combination?”

 

He was a boy, or, in fact, a grown man, muttered He Leith, the guild of the Information Guild, with a pale curtain, and no sound leaking out of the boy.

 

“The rumor was true.”

 

 besides

 

Herrace’s rust seemed a little dazzling. At the end of her gaze was her. Lepercia.

 

The face that smiles as if it is nothing to the subject that I heard in my face to die.

 

The good lips that stagger and say that they are happy and the friendly hand that carefully touches Lord Bolton who is excited.

 

“Hmm.”

 

It's difficult.

 

"Hey, I wanted to ring."

 

“Herrace.”

 

Then someone came in, just inside, which no one recognized, a tall man with a blue, soft lobe.

 

“You’re going to ring your girl.”

 

There was a soft voice, and all he could see was a slightly exposed chin and a mouth drink, and his lips were gently curled up and looked sweet.

 

“You.”

 

Herace stared at him and whispered in a very curious tone.

 

“You want to die? I’m sure you told me not to invade my space.”

 

The warning words were clearly fleshy.

 

“Oh, my God.”

 

A gentle, gentle voice laughed.

 

“You should be nice to your friend, Herays.”

 

“Grass.”

 

“I’m just saying it for you, and I think someone would think you were a pervert who liked to see people cry.”

 

“Is that right?”

 

“I’m sorry,” said Herrace, who pushed the man away with a fierce force. The man was silent for a moment.

 

Herace, in the gap, cocked his angelic face and said to the man:

 

“You’re good, man, with a man who increases his body when he has a lover.”

 

“Oh, that’s a misunderstanding.”

 

“I’m sorry,” the man said sadly. But the soft smile on the corner of his mouth remained unchanged.

 

“What, my girlfriend, or the body?”

 

“I’ve never had a lover.”

 

He was like his brother was carrying his brother.

 

“Why would he love a client?”

 

“Well, because you’re crazy?”

 

Herace spit out a word and began to giggle.

 

The man’s face, which was facing Herace, who was laughing at his stomach, turned slightly.

 

A vague gaze was nailed to the woman smiling brightly at the center of the tavern.

 

“Well.”

 

The silent man froze softly.

 

“Is there any reason to love the dying?”

 

The corners of his mouth were in the shadows of a moment.

 

After a while, no one remained in their place.