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Bloody Moon - Volume 2 - Chapter 39

Published at 19th of December 2022 08:30:15 AM


Chapter 39

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God’s Taboo

Step aside.” 

Said Leshak, who was holding Radan.

Both of them were soaking wet. 

The moss-covered fountain water was not very clean and the water even smelled bad.

As Leshak stood with steam rising off of him, Karum stepped out.

Leshak, who hadn’t taken care of himself recently, didn’t look good either. Radan’s droopy body looked heavy. 

“Allow me to take over, my Lord.” 

“What……?” 

Leshak looked at Karum with a face as though he was seeing a mad bear who just came to the market one day to buy bread. 

“Don’t even think about touching him.” 

“That is…… it looks difficult.” 

Leshak turned around without saying a word. 

Karum shrugged his shoulders with a slightly hurt expression. 

“Ris, call the doctor.” 

“To where, my Lord?” 

“To my bedroom.” 

Then there was a commotion. 

The bedroom, which had been closed for more than two days, turned the maid’s face blue. 

In particular, the maid almost fainted when she saw the messy, crumpled sheets. 

Having always been employed by a venerable noble family, she seemed to regard the ill-kept bedroom as the world’s greatest insult. 

The next problem was when she took off Radan’s soaked robe to change it. 

It was only later that Leshak realized that he should’ve stopped the handmaiden from touching him.

By the time he realized it, it was already too late. 

Everyone was astonished when they saw his skin exposed, which was swollen and had handprints all over it. 

Leshak also kept his mouth shut as he faced what he had done under the bright light for the first time.

They were shocked by the sight. So Leshak did not show any discomfort about having others touch Radan’s naked body. 

The biggest problem was when the doctor came. 

When asked if he thought he’d lost his mind, the doctor replied, 

“Are you asking such a thing while looking at this?” 

He didn’t answer. 

The eyes looking at Leshak were too harsh to be directed towards the Crown Prince of the Empire. 

Nevertheless, Leshak didn’t say anything. 

There was nothing that could be said. 

The handmaiden wiped Radan’s wet body with quick, skillful, and determined hands and changed the bedding with clean clothes. 

The doctor applied the medicine to Radan’s wrist and the nape of his neck. He pointed to the back of his neck, and said, 

“This bite mark will never fully heal for the rest of his life, Your Majesty.” 

When he said that, even the expressions of the Guardian Knights became profane. 

If Leshak hadn’t silently nodded, someone would have said something. 

It was only after such a tumultuous night that Leshak took to Radan’s side. 

It was such a time when the shadow of the red moon was hidden by the hem of dawn. 

“Your Majesty must also sleep.” 

Sidris opened his mouth. 

Radan still showed no sign of waking up. It felt like he had to wait quite a long time to for him to open his eyes. 

“It’s okay.” 

Leshak was sitting on a chair by the bed, watching Radan without moving. 

Sidris thought that this scene with Leshak was quite familiar now. 

It was a scene that often took place in Leshak’s barracks when no one knew who Radan was. 

Ah. 

Sidris opened his mouth involuntarily. 

You’re back now. The Unknown Assassin has returned. 

The familiar feeling didn’t just come from the structure created by Radan and Leshak. 

The insanity like thin-ice had disappeared, without knowing when and how it would reveal its existence. 

Leshak looked at Radan’s wounds with a look that the Guardian Knights had known for a long time. Leshak had made all those bruises himself. 

“I did something terrible.” 

“……”

It was something that Sidris could not deny. He coughed for a moment, then struggled to come up with an answer. 

“Isn’t he the sinner? Considering what The Unknown Assassin did,” 

“No. That had nothing to do with it.” 

“…… Is that so?” 

“I would have done the same whether Radan had been the Unknown Assassin or something other than an Unknown Assassin. Even if Radan had done nothing wrong, it would have been the same. I was…… ”

 The corners of his eyes that were watching Radan, squinted. 

“…… Because I didn’t like him being with someone else after forgetting me.” 

“… …” 

Sidris’s face darkened. 

It seemed like he had returned to the Leshak he knew, but it was also a very different Leshak. 

He probably wouldn’t have been like this…… 

Oh, well. He’d never seen him this serious before. Maybe it’s something he just didn’t know before. 

As he thought, he was feeling the same things as back then. 

Abadd and Karum had similar stories. 

When Radan returned, the situation surrounding him returned to how it had been at that time, like it had all been a lie. At that time, the only problem was how to deal with Leshak having an unsuitable person by his side.

Sidris asked after a moment’s hesitation. 

“Then, Your Majesty, with all due respect I must ask. How do you plan to deal with the Unknown Assassin?” 

Conversely, there was no hesitation in Leshak’s answer. 

“What’s the point of that?” 

“…… It is an issue that cannot be ignored. He was The Unknown Assassin and nobody else.” 

“That’s not a problem for me. The only question now is whether he can forgive me for doing this after he wakes up.” 

”… …” 

Okay…… that’s what he’s like. 

“The war is not over yet. The Second Prince of Kemened who ran away joined together with another small country. In this situation, even if you and I do not consider it a problem, the forces inside and outside the Imperial Court…..” 

“Then we can just end the war.” 

Leshak replied simply as if he were saying 1 plus 1 equals 2. 

Yeah well……. he is the one who can do that. 

“After Radan wakes up.” 

Even the war had been pushed back as a priority. 

Sidris was speechless and took a step back. 

No matter what he said, he didn’t think Leshak would hear it, and if he’d already decided to keep Radan by his side, there was no way Sidris could go any further, so there was nothing more to say. 

“I’m leaving now, My Lord.” 

“Wake up the cook, tell him to prepare something to eat when Radan regains consciousness, regardless of the time.” 

Well, it was for this guy. 

“All right. Your Majesty.” 

Sidris walked back and left the bedroom. 

He immediately found the handmaiden and told her to deliver the Prince’s orders to the kitchen, but it became unnecessary. 

The kitchen was already noisy. 

Karum, who woke up the chef, was already chasing him. When the chef heard the names of the sweets that Karum had to make, he became furious and poured out claims that feeding the patient immediately, would cause an upset stomach. 

Karum didn’t listen and stood in the kitchen watching the chef make the confections.

Seeing the scene Sidris shook his head, and then Abadd who ran to say that he had finished patrolling, burned his hand to steal the freshly baked pie. 

Then the maid, with wide-eyed eyes, came down to the kitchen with the other ladies. 

Radan had no clothes to wear, so they were sewing in haste in the middle of the night. The women, who had been complaining that they were going to die from sore fingers and blurred eyes, had the chef make sweets for them as well. 

It was a noisy night in every corner of the palace. 

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– Why didn’t you kill him? 

The dreams were always the same. 

The same person came out and said the same thing. 

The other thing was that Radan no longer had a forked tongue. 

Radan was no longer a snake. 

– You would do that. You should hate the blood of the Caliph. 

Radan shook his head. 

“I never hated him.” 

The woman in the dream stared at Radan. 

– Why not? 

Radan saw the anger rushing to her face. 

Radan couldn’t understand her. 

How could he ever be able to hate Leshak? 

She was asking a question that Radan couldn’t come up with until the very end. 

– How come? 

“I can’t do that.” 

– Why not? 

“Because there is no reason for that.” 

– Why not!?

 “Even if there is a reason…… I can not. 

Radan saw his anger turn to sorrow. 

– Why is it, all of you …… It doesn’t change even after a long time. 

The woman wrapped her arms around his shoulders. Long tears flowed from her eyes. 

“What do you…… mean?” 

She stretched out her hand. 

Radan saw a small lizard approaching her white hand. 

The blue-eyed serpent leaned against her hand and blinked. 

– East of the continent was a land that humans could not go to. Because the ice mountain range that reached the sky stood tall and protected the land that was dyed by the blessings of God. 

Each blink of the blue eye created a blue bead. 

The beads, like both ice and jewels, fell endlessly and covered the ground. 

And the land began to freeze. 

– The Caliph bloodline wanted the land. To do that, they had to melt the Ice Mountains. They needed a lot of fire. 

The first human being called by the name of Caliph called the Spirit of Fire. 

Thousands of salamanders thawed the Ice Mountains by burning themselves in order to obey The Fire Spirit’s command. 

– And the Fire Spirit was cursed by the Gods. The price of defiling The Land of the Gods for humans. 

The salamanders, members of the fire clan, died in the flames. 

The salamanders who were not burned by any fire became ashes by the clan’s flames. 

– The bloodline of the Caliph created the realm of men in the Land of the Gods. The most prosperous kingdom on the continent. The Fire Spirit must return the Land of the Gods, back to the Gods. So they tried to burn the whole Caliph’s kingdom. 

The Caliph summoned The Water Spirit. 

The Spirit of Fire that lost all his clan, was weak. The last fire he created could not burn the human kingdom. 

The Fire Spirit was driven out of the Kingdom of Man and hid in the mountains. 

– The Spirit of Fire burned his body and created a curse on the Caliph. 

Thus the Basilisk was born. 

In the ashes made by the scorching and burning of The Fire Spirit. 

On behalf of the lives of all members of The Fire Clan. 

– A curse that will last until the day when the last blood of the Caliph is all gone from the Land of the Gods. 

She looked at Radan with very sorrowful eyes. 

It was the eyes of a spirit who committed the mistake of loving humans more than obeying the Taboos of the Gods. 

– That’s you, my Blue Serpent. Instead of me disappearing, you remain in the Land of Men. To console our extinction. 

It was the poison that burned in him. 

It was intended to become a poison stronger than anything in the world and to give the Caliph’s bloodline the same future as them. 

But it never once succeeded. 

The poison of the Basilisk, which The Fire Spirit thought would be the most intense and deepest hatred that would survive even if burned like that, became a different emotion each time. 

– The bloodline of the Caliph will be reborn. Then you too must be born again. So we have to go through times to hate each other like this, again. 

“How many…… to break it?” 

– That I don’t know. How long will my curse last? Maybe it will continue until the blood of the Caliphs is all gone from this land. 

“… …” 

It felt like a long time had passed by. 

And it felt like he was waiting for him for a very long time. 

– if you kill Leshak Caliph, it ends here. But otherwise, this will go on forever. 

Radan felt helpless for a very long time. 

And he felt a long, long sadness that it would never end. 

~ Are you still going to continue (to refuse)? 

Still, there was only one answer. 

“Yes.” 

Radan wanted to convey his sorrow to her. 

He wanted to let her know that he didn’t forget the countless clan who died in the fire. 

Nevertheless, he wouldn’t kill Leshak. 

“I don’t hate him. I can’t.” 

– Yes, I see. 

The Fire Spirit, who was actually Radan, ignited her flames. 

– Then go on. You and I, who will disappear first? You’ll find out in the end. 

Her long, long sorrow burned with flames. 

Maybe it was hate, maybe it was love. 

Radan watched as she turned to ashes and flew away. 

“…… Yes.” 

A small lizard with blue eyes remained in the ashes. 

Radan carefully picked up the lizard and held it in his arms. 

It was also a different form of himself. Radan stroked the basilisk, who was still weeping. 

“It will be alright.” 

-… …

“Because I won’t forget it next time.” 

Finally, the blue tears stopped. 

The basilisk slowly lowered its head from Radan’s arms. 

His heart went up and down shallowly. 

He seemed to have fallen into a long, long sleep. 

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“… ….” 

When he opened his eyes, what he saw was Leshak with his head buried in the blanket that covered him. 

He seemed to have fallen asleep while next to the bed. 

Radan held his breath and looked at Leshak. 

So…… he looks like this. 

He can be like this.

The world he saw very occasionally, every time he opened his eyes, was always amazing, and he was curious to see what the rest of the world looked like. 

Leshak’s face was so wonderful that it was not enough when he added it all up. 

After looking at Leshak for a long time, Radan was as silent as a cat as he moved over under the blanket and stood up. 

He was so nervous that his heart ached for fear that Leshak might open his eyes. 

It was when Radan’s body moved a little out of the blanket. 

“Don’t go.” 

His shoulder was grabbed. 

Radan closed his eyes first. 

Leshak woke up suddenly and was holding him. 

“Don’t run away.” 

“I’m not……,” 

“Then?” 

“I need a blindfold.” 

“Oh,” 

A shadow appeared on Leshak’s face. 

“I thought it was fine. Yesterday was okay.” 

“I don’t know about that either. I think it’s okay when the bloody moon is floating…… It seems like it, but I can’t be sure.” 

“Really?” 

Leshak covered Radan’s eyes with his hand and muttered to himself. 

“You can see it about nine times a year. It’s a shame but it can’t be helped.” 

Leshak, who made the blindfold with his hand, pulled the string hanging over the bed. 

The bell rang outside the door, and after a while, the valet of the detached palace entered. 

“Your Majesty. You called for me?” 

“Bring me the blindfold. And let the doctor know that Radan is awake.” 

“Yes, my Lord.” 

“Ask the doctor what Radan can eat. No, take the doctor and go to the kitchen to pick something to eat.” 

“I’ll do it as you command.” 

The servant disappeared. 

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Radan moved his lips under Leshak’s hand. 

“Your Majesty.” 

It was only then that Leshak’s face became eager. 

“Oh, is there anything else you would like to eat?” 

“No.” 

“Then?” 

Radan didn’t know what kind of expression Leshak had as he looked at him just then. 

When Radan saw Leshak, he too felt as though he was seeing the most wonderful thing in the world. 

He spoke, moved, and reacted so close. 

And he remembered him. 

His eyes contained Radan, as detailed as a chisel trying to carve the last fine hair into a piece of marble. 

“If that’s the case…… I don’t think I can……” 

“… …” 

He thought that the hand that covered his eyes felt like it was getting hot for a moment. 

Leshak rested his other hand on the bed. He approached Radan as if he was going to trap him, closed the distance, and asked. 

“Why?” 

It was a short question, but it contained a very long meaning. 

“Can’t I do it now?” 





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