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Does your foot get chopped by the ax you trusted in? (14) – unedited

I grabbed Merson’s hand who was about to put it in my mouth again and took the fork away. No, what kind of bird feed is it to cut it into small pieces like that? Hungry, I chopped up the cake and stuffed it into my mouth.

“Do you want me to bring you some more?”

“Why are you still asking?”

Isn’t it obvious? I motioned to Merson to bring it quickly. But when I said go, Merson came closer, lowered his eyes gently, turned his head as if he was going to kiss me, and ran his lips over my mouth before going away.

“Is there something on my face?”

“Ung. I will be back.”

Before Merson closed the door and left, I quickly emptied a plate of cake.

“Get it quickly! I want sweets, you punk!”

I shouted loudly like a mistress ordering a servant. When I saw Merson waking up, I thought he would hug me and weep, but it seemed that he had returned to his normal routine too casually.

But it’s not bad. In fact, there’s nothing more certain than this daily routine that tells us that neither of us has any problems.

On the other hand, the Demon King couldn’t find the reason why his heart was beating especially when he was called ‘Merson’ rather than the name ‘Kaylehartz’.

Even after his memory came back, he acted as if he wasn’t, and instead took on all kinds of chores in the rural village. For nearly three years.

He had thought of destroying the woman who had forcibly become the Demon King’s companion over and over again. But he couldn’t act on it, and later he was disgusted with himself for thinking that way. Why?

“Merson, well done.”

Yes. The reason why he continued to act so hard was to hear that compliment.

When she talked like that with her voluminous pink hair flowing over her small cheeks and a smile that was more dazzling than any other light, the Demon King smiled, wishing it would be nice to live like a human.

However, as his heart grew, the simple wind gradually brought in greed. Now he wanted a whisper of ‘I love you’ not a word of praise. He wished the dainty lips had sought only him.

The Demon King was anxious. The woman he loves is deep enough in love to jump into danger for Merson’s sake, but on the other hand, he  couldn’t get rid of the feeling that she wasn’t completely giving her heart.

The more so, the Demon King longed for Erina’s love over and over again. Even though she was so close that he could reach her hand, he couldn’t win Erina’s heart, and the Demon King’s throat burned.

It was all the more so because he was able to get anything he wanted. He thought that at this rate he might dry up.

“I didn’t admit it all the time, but I must have loved you, Merson.”

When these words came out of Erina’s mouth, the Demon King’s world turned upside down. Blinded by his greed and wanting to possess Erina, he was so ashamed of himself. In front of her, the Demon King has become a very small existence.

When the injured Demon King finally came to his senses, the snoring forced him to stand up.

In her naked state, Erina, who couldn’t even cover herself with a blanket and was spread out on her bed, looked so pitiful to the point that the Demon King’s eyes sting. The semen, poured out like an animal in heat, was smeared between her legs. It was sad to see her sleeping with her mouth open knowing how tired she was.

The Demon King’s eyes, that were red, were sadder than ever at the end, and he secretly shed heartbroken tears for Erina.

Despite Pierre and Raynon dissuading him to stay in the castle a little longer, Merson brought Erina to the inn.

He clung to her, who did not wake up for half a day and nursed her wholeheartedly, and bought cakes for her that was rumored to be the most delicious in the capital.

Erina opened her eyes right away, as if the effect had been effective, emptied the plate in a blink of an eye, and confidently demanded him to buy more.

The Demon King immediately bought all the cakes and breads in the bakery and returned to the inn.

“The Demon King lost its face. I’ll believe you even if you say you’re a nanny.”

His footsteps that were about to go up the stairs to the second floor where the room was located, stopped. The Demon King’s expression changed so fiercely that it was a wonder if it was the same person.

The pile of bags he was holding fell to the floor, and the Demon King pushed El’s body against the wall and strangled him with all his might. The sarcastic El’s momentum disappeared and he was busy taking off the demon king’s tough hand with a gasp.

“You came here on your own feet to be destroyed.”

“Hey… Don’t you think I came here because I was worried?”

“What a bland thing for a last word. Goodbye.”

When the Demon King put strength on his hand, a loud sound came and red blood flowed from El’s mouth.

“Why didn’t you show this in front of that girl?”

Even though his neck was broken, El kept talking without losing his consciousness.

“Merson? What’s that corny name, and what’s that stupid thing about losing your memory?”

“Did you come here out of curiosity?”

“I am a bit interested in you. The same goes for our saint.”

“Bella asked you to find out.”

“Don’t sell my Bella that way.”

“My Bella? It’s not even funny.”

Bella, who was chosen by God and first ascended to heaven, was a young girl with a very different appearance from now. Although she has a pretty face, she is introverted, doesn’t speak well, and has low self-esteem due to her persecutions. She would bow her head and say sorry every time.

El felt sorry for her and tried to make Bella feel better with toys and treats that a human child would like. But she would curl her body behind the closed door of her heart.

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