Chapter 25.2
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Cassian had lived in the Cilliard Household when he was a toddler, and it was fortunate that he rarely showed what he could do so that no one would get hurt.
Cassian gradually learned how to deal with power as he grew up.
Still, a child was still a child, and he had suffered so much for not being able to handle it.
Cassian’s power was inhabited and developed in the temple, but it was a temporary cure because it still failed to suppress Esper’s monstrous power.
“Cassian, are you asleep?”
Yernia visited his room, as usual, were no other people had dared to call.
“I’m coming in.”
Yernia crept into the dark room, and Cassian’s heart pounded when he saw someone enter.
“Are you sick?”
Yernia rushed towards Cassian and put the candle she brought on the bedside table.
The tiny flame lit up his face, and she could see the sweat dripping over his pale forehead.
At first glance, Cassian looked cold and in pain.
“I brought you some medicine, Cassian. Please get up.”
Yernia pretended to have a headache and got the medicine from the maid.
She had no idea why Cassian got sick, but she would do everything to make him feel better.
“Cassian.”
Yernia couldn’t understand her parents as well.
She noticed Cassian was sick when she visited him in his room the day after the festival.
He was unconscious and wouldn’t respond no matter how many times she called his name, so she brought him to the Count.
Yernia told her parents he was ill, but they didn’t seem to care.
She was told that there was no way to cure him.
“You can’t go in there, Yernia. You’re going to listen to mama and papa, right?” The Count threatened her not to go near him.
She poured water into a cup on the side table while opening her palm to reveal a precious pill.
“You might hate this medicine, Cassian. But you still have to take it even if it hurts.”
Yernia neither touched nor raised his form to sit up, but Cassian’’s body suddenly shook with agony.
At that moment, Cassian pushed Yernia to get her away from him as if to protect himself.
“AAAAHHHH!”
Dark energy began to attack Yernia.
She dropped the pill, and water had spilled over the rug.
Yernia didn’t know why she had become the target and had no idea how to fight back.
Long, deep cuts lashed out her delicate skin with careless violence.
“AAHHH! It hurts! It hurts!”
Yena cried and screamed in pain as she crouched down and curled herself into a ball.
She hadn’t moved as if she had no thoughts of escaping the hell out of there.
The dark energy had almost wrapped around Yernia before it vanished.
Awakened by Yernia’s cries of desperation, Cassian slowly opened his closed eyes and blinked.
He was distraught from this fiery heat inside of him that he couldn’t release.
He felt terrible pain all over his body without knowing the cause.
Cassian had panicked when his blurred vision had finally focused on Yernia.
“WAAH! It hurts!!” Yernia wailed as her fingers clutched at her torn clothes.
She was curled up on the floor with a river of blood underneath her fragile body.
Cassian glanced around his room, searching for Yernia’s attacker.
No one was there except for Yernia and him.
Cassian realized that he was the one who did it.
“Argh! My Lady! My Lady!”
“Young master! The Young Master had used his power over the Duchess!”
He was the one who hurt his sick mother to death.
Cassian’s heart sank as the blood drained all over his face.
“Y—Yernia!”Cassian stammered in alarm and went out of his bed.
He got dizzy from the sudden movement that he couldn’t even stand straight.
Yernia got poorly hurt, with two to three severe injuries on her skin because of him.
As he approached her, Yernia crossed her arms over her chest and begged shakily, “Please. Don’t come near me. Please. Don’t hurt me.”
Cassian stopped.
He opened his mouth to speak to her, but no words would come out.
It would be meaningless for him to say that everything would be alright if she weren’t.
How can she be alright when she became like this because of him?
Even a sincere apology wouldn’t turn back time and revoke the sins he had committed.
Cassian was speechless for a moment, but he still managed to call the Count on behalf of Yernia, who lay on the bloody floor, paralyzed.
The instant he saw his daughter, the Count looked as if his entire world had collapsed.
Cassian figured out that the Count had entrusted Yernia’s safety to the Countess, and he had regretted it terribly.
The Count was about to carry Yernia out of there, but he chose to stalk Cassian, who just stood there with a blank stare.
“Did you do it, little duke?” The silent Count had bellowed.
“…….”
“Did you hurt my Yernia?”
These two were the only people in the windowless room.
His entire being was torn to admit that, even if it was evident that he was the criminal.
In addition, the Count couldn’t make a rational judgment the instant he saw her daughter injured.
“Little Duke!”
Cassian couldn’t say a word.
When he lowered his head to hide his guilt, the Count grabbed Cassian’s shoulder and shook him hard.
Cassian’s hands had trembled when he clenched his teeth and confessed. “I did.”
He did, but he didn’t.
He had no intention of hurting Yernia.
“I hurt her myself.”
It was the monster that lived inside of him that he couldn’t control.
It was as good as admitting it to the Count himself.
Still, he didn’t want to hurt Yernia.
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Cassian had lived in the Cilliard Household when he was a toddler, and it was fortunate that he rarely showed what he could do so that no one would get hurt.
Cassian gradually learned how to deal with power as he grew up.
Still, a child was still a child, and he had suffered so much for not being able to handle it.
Cassian’s power was inhabited and developed in the temple, but it was a temporary cure because it still failed to suppress Esper’s monstrous power.
“Cassian, are you asleep?”
Yernia visited his room, as usual, were no other people had dared to call.
“I’m coming in.”
Yernia crept into the dark room, and Cassian’s heart pounded when he saw someone enter.
“Are you sick?”
Yernia rushed towards Cassian and put the candle she brought on the bedside table.
The tiny flame lit up his face, and she could see the sweat dripping over his pale forehead.
At first glance, Cassian looked cold and in pain.
“I brought you some medicine, Cassian. Please get up.”
Yernia pretended to have a headache and got the medicine from the maid.
She had no idea why Cassian got sick, but she would do everything to make him feel better.
“Cassian.”
Yernia couldn’t understand her parents as well.
She noticed Cassian was sick when she visited him in his room the day after the festival.
He was unconscious and wouldn’t respond no matter how many times she called his name, so she brought him to the Count.
Yernia told her parents he was ill, but they didn’t seem to care.
She was told that there was no way to cure him.
“You can’t go in there, Yernia. You’re going to listen to mama and papa, right?” The Count threatened her not to go near him.
She poured water into a cup on the side table while opening her palm to reveal a precious pill.
“You might hate this medicine, Cassian. But you still have to take it even if it hurts.”
Yernia neither touched nor raised his form to sit up, but Cassian’’s body suddenly shook with agony.
At that moment, Cassian pushed Yernia to get her away from him as if to protect himself.
“AAAAHHHH!”
Dark energy began to attack Yernia.
She dropped the pill, and water had spilled over the rug.
Yernia didn’t know why she had become the target and had no idea how to fight back.
Long, deep cuts lashed out her delicate skin with careless violence.
“AAHHH! It hurts! It hurts!”
Yena cried and screamed in pain as she crouched down and curled herself into a ball.
She hadn’t moved as if she had no thoughts of escaping the hell out of there.
The dark energy had almost wrapped around Yernia before it vanished.
Awakened by Yernia’s cries of desperation, Cassian slowly opened his closed eyes and blinked.
He was distraught from this fiery heat inside of him that he couldn’t release.
He felt terrible pain all over his body without knowing the cause.
Cassian had panicked when his blurred vision had finally focused on Yernia.
“WAAH! It hurts!!” Yernia wailed as her fingers clutched at her torn clothes.
She was curled up on the floor with a river of blood underneath her fragile body.
Cassian glanced around his room, searching for Yernia’s attacker.
No one was there except for Yernia and him.
Cassian realized that he was the one who did it.
“Argh! My Lady! My Lady!”
“Young master! The Young Master had used his power over the Duchess!”
He was the one who hurt his sick mother to death.
Cassian’s heart sank as the blood drained all over his face.
“Y—Yernia!”Cassian stammered in alarm and went out of his bed.
He got dizzy from the sudden movement that he couldn’t even stand straight.
Yernia got poorly hurt, with two to three severe injuries on her skin because of him.
As he approached her, Yernia crossed her arms over her chest and begged shakily, “Please. Don’t come near me. Please. Don’t hurt me.”
Cassian stopped.
He opened his mouth to speak to her, but no words would come out.
It would be meaningless for him to say that everything would be alright if she weren’t.
How can she be alright when she became like this because of him?
Even a sincere apology wouldn’t turn back time and revoke the sins he had committed.
Cassian was speechless for a moment, but he still managed to call the Count on behalf of Yernia, who lay on the bloody floor, paralyzed.
The instant he saw his daughter, the Count looked as if his entire world had collapsed.
Cassian figured out that the Count had entrusted Yernia’s safety to the Countess, and he had regretted it terribly.
The Count was about to carry Yernia out of there, but he chose to stalk Cassian, who just stood there with a blank stare.
“Did you do it, little duke?” The silent Count had bellowed.
“…….”
“Did you hurt my Yernia?”
These two were the only people in the windowless room.
His entire being was torn to admit that, even if it was evident that he was the criminal.
In addition, the Count couldn’t make a rational judgment the instant he saw her daughter injured.
“Little Duke!”
Cassian couldn’t say a word.
When he lowered his head to hide his guilt, the Count grabbed Cassian’s shoulder and shook him hard.
Cassian’s hands had trembled when he clenched his teeth and confessed. “I did.”
He did, but he didn’t.
He had no intention of hurting Yernia.
“I hurt her myself.”
It was the monster that lived inside of him that he couldn’t control.
It was as good as admitting it to the Count himself.
Still, he didn’t want to hurt Yernia.
Cassian had lived in the Cilliard Household when he was a toddler, and it was fortunate that he rarely showed what he could do so that no one would get hurt.Cassian gradually learned how to deal with power as he grew up.Still, a child was still a child, and he had suffered so much for not being able to handle it.Cassian's power was inhabited and developed in the temple, but it was a temporary cure because it still failed to suppress Esper's monstrous power.Cassian, are you asleep?Yernia visited his room, as usual, were no other people had dared to call.I'm coming in.Yernia crept into the dark room, and Cassian's heart pounded when he saw someone enter.Are you sick?Yernia rushed towards Cassian and put the candle she brought on the bedside table.The tiny flame lit up his face, and she could see the sweat dripping over his pale forehead.At first glance, Cassian looked cold and in pain.I brought you some medicine, Cassian. Please get up.Yernia pretended to have a headache and got the medicine from the maid.She had no idea why Cassian got sick, but she would do everything to make him feel better.Cassian.Yernia couldn't understand her parents as well.She noticed Cassian was sick when she visited him in his room the day after the festival.He was unconscious and wouldn't respond no matter how many times she called his name, so she brought him to the Count.Yernia told her parents he was ill, but they didn't seem to care.She was told that there was no way to cure him.You can't go in there, Yernia. You're going to listen to mama and papa, right? The Count threatened her not to go near him.She poured water into a cup on the side table while opening her palm to reveal a precious pill.You might hate this medicine, Cassian. But you still have to take it even if it hurts.Yernia neither touched nor raised his form to sit up, but Cassian''s body suddenly shook with agony.At that moment, Cassian pushed Yernia to get her away from him as if to protect himself.AAAAHHHH!Dark energy began to attack Yernia.She dropped the pill, and water had spilled over the rug.Yernia didn't know why she had become the target and had no idea how to fight back.Long, deep cuts lashed out her delicate skin with careless violence.AAHHH! It hurts! It hurts!Yena cried and screamed in pain as she crouched down and curled herself into a ball.She hadn't moved as if she had no thoughts of escaping the hell out of there.The dark energy had almost wrapped around Yernia before it vanished.Awakened by Yernia's cries of desperation, Cassian slowly opened his closed eyes and blinked.He was distraught from this fiery heat inside of him that he couldn't release.He felt terrible pain all over his body without knowing the cause.Cassian had panicked when his blurred vision had finally focused on Yernia.WAAH! It hurts!! Yernia wailed as her fingers clutched at her torn clothes.She was curled up on the floor with a river of blood underneath her fragile body.Cassian glanced around his room, searching for Yernia's attacker.No one was there except for Yernia and him.Cassian realized that he was the one who did it.Argh! My Lady! My Lady!Young master! The Young Master had used his power over the Duchess!He was the one who hurt his sick mother to death.Cassian's heart sank as the blood drained all over his face.YYernia!Cassian stammered in alarm and went out of his bed.He got dizzy from the sudden movement that he couldn't even stand straight.Yernia got poorly hurt, with two to three severe injuries on her skin because of him.As he approached her, Yernia crossed her arms over her chest and begged shakily, Please. Don't come near me. Please. Don't hurt me.Cassian stopped.He opened his mouth to speak to her, but no words would come out.It would be meaningless for him to say that everything would be alright if she weren't.How can she be alright when she became like this because of him?Even a sincere apology wouldn't turn back time and revoke the sins he had committed.Cassian was speechless for a moment, but he still managed to call the Count on behalf of Yernia, who lay on the bloody floor, paralyzed.The instant he saw his daughter, the Count looked as if his entire world had collapsed.Cassian figured out that the Count had entrusted Yernia's safety to the Countess, and he had regretted it terribly.The Count was about to carry Yernia out of there, but he chose to stalk Cassian, who just stood there with a blank stare.Did you do it, little duke? The silent Count had bellowed..Did you hurt my Yernia?These two were the only people in the windowless room.His entire being was torn to admit that, even if it was evident that he was the criminal.In addition, the Count couldn't make a rational judgment the instant he saw her daughter injured.Little Duke!Cassian couldn't say a word.When he lowered his head to hide his guilt, the Count grabbed Cassian's shoulder and shook him hard.Cassian's hands had trembled when he clenched his teeth and confessed. I did.He did, but he didn't.He had no intention of hurting Yernia.I hurt her myself.It was the monster that lived inside of him that he couldn't control.It was as good as admitting it to the Count himself.Still, he didn't want to hurt Yernia.
