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He has been avoiding me these days and I wonder for some reason.
He hurried up and opened the window, and Dietrich fell into the room as if poured. Hook, the scent of thick blood, lighted the lamp with fear.
“Hyup!”
Drops of blood were dripping into the cracks of the old floor. The wound that I don’t know if it’s a cut or something is so severe that I can see it even if he don’t lift his clothes.
I grabbed Dietrich under the spreading yellow light of a grown-up. He came with me to see if he had no strength, leaned against the bed and exhaled a long sigh.
“Don’t be mad again. It’s not a big deal.”
As usual, He say his wounds as if they weren’t big. I was more upset with the words, and I pouting my mouth.
“How is this nothing?”
I looked for the bandage, holding back the tears. Dahlia now had bandages, ointments, drugs commonly used for bruises, and even pain relievers.
Dahlia is now just that much less and Dietrich is just that much stronger. It wasn’t strong enough to not get hurt completely.
‘Why do you hit the villain topic so easily?’
Dietrich watched silently as I cried and applied the ointment as if covering his wounds. There is no one moaning that it is not hurt.
Even though blood spurts on the theme of a child of only ten years old, I can’t even see inspiration. I felt terrible belatedly about that.
When reading the background of the demonic Archduke Dietrich Lagrange in print, without conscience on a subject that I had never thought of.
“Put it!”
Dietrich hates crying children. To hold back the tears, I twisted my face and tried everything, but I opened my mouth like a breath.
“It’s ugly.”
When I didn’t respond, a stinging gaze poured over my head, and I couldn’t even wipe my runny nose and raised my head.
“Why!”
“………. .”
“What! Why are you watching!”
“why are you crying?”
“I just pretended to meet and I don’t even know why I’m crying!”
He would have frowned at his eyebrows saying he wasn’t a habit, but Dietrich just laughed at the powerless sound of being cheated.
He wipes my eyes running down the tip of my chin with his palm. His white fingers sparkled transparently.
“…….. .”
“I made up my mind. That’s all.”
‘What kind of mind did you decide?’
I wondered, but Dietrich closed his eyes when he said that.
I looked down at him, sleeping quietly, exhaling on my knees.
“…….. .”
I clenched my fist. A groan leaks out from the evil door teeth.
If Dietrich’s becoming a grand duke is a fact that doesn’t change, maybe the degree of the process can be varied.
‘If Dietrich could be a little less difficult.’
I closed my eyes looking at the three red gems that had dropped on the floor.
‘It is purified. Be purified!’
The devil asks for Dietrich, who is silently looking at the doll. He seems to have been hidden by the company, but he slowly opened three necklaces that seemed to have flowed out of his sleep.
“You said that Joseph Euclid was in Romandorf.”
“Sure, because the plan was to contact the informant planted at Euclid there.”
“I have to check Anit’s ability.”