Chapter 589: 13.87

"I did everything for Jean because I want him. I want him badly. And I come here to claim him as my own. He is mine."

Raphael's eyes widened as he realized that they were in grave danger now, especially Jean. 

Raphael had no other way except discharging his condensed light sphere to attack this masked man, but he needed to do it with a surprise attack. He tried to lure the masked man first, "You will not touch Jean. He is my fiancee, and he will marry me soon!"

The masked man paused and then scoffed, full of contempt. He crouched in front of Raphael and pulled his collar, "Do you think you're better than me? Just because you're highborn and a saint doesn't mean that you will win in the end."

"Jean is destined to be mine. He is the one that completes me, just like how I complete him. He becomes your fiancee just because he is too clueless and pure-hearted."

"Then let him stay pure-hearted, you devil!" Raphael opened his palm and touched the masked man's heart. The condensed light sphere pierced through the masked man's heart like a light sword.

"URK!" 

The masked man spurted blood after the sudden attack. Beneath his mask, Raphael could sense that eyes full of hatred looking at him, wanting to tear him apart.

But it was too late because he fell into Raphael's trap. He lost his balance, and the masked man fell on Raphael's arm like a puppet whose string had been cut. 

After making sure that Raphael couldn't feel the heartbeat of this man anymore, he took a deep, relieved breath, "Good thing I still have enough magic to kill him instantly. 

Raphael wanted to know the identity of this man. Because he was either a mole sent by someone, or he was someone close to Jean. Maybe his friends or something, since Jean was a social butterfly. 

So, Raphael carefully held the man's mask and took it off for the face reveal. 

The moment he saw the face beneath the mask, Raphael was shocked. This man was the one whom Jean had been calling as best friend for so long, the only person aside from him, Maximillien, and Wolf to get close with Jean and earned his trust. 

But the surprise didn't just end there. The man who was supposed to be dead suddenly opened his eyes in front of Raphael.

"WHAT?!" Raphael jolted out of shock and fear. The man was supposed to be dead. How could he suddenly open his eyes?

The man smirked at Raphael and opened his mouth, "You think you can kill me with weak stuff like that? I expected more from you, Your Holiness."

"Maybe it's my luck that you've been too exhausted to conjure a holy smite," the man said. "Well, if it's just a child play like this, then I can do it as well."

"Urk…" 

The man summoned a dark dagger and stabbed Raphael's heart. He pushed the dark dagger deep to make sure that the Saint would die from bleeding. 

He planted the dark dagger on Raphael's heart. He got up, looking down at the usually high and mighty Saint Raphael, and chuckled, "This is the end for you, Your Holiness. I will leave with my beloved Young Master Jean now."

"B—Bastard!" Raphael cursed at his last strength. He was already trying his best to protect Jean every day. As long as there was no outer intervention, he thought Jean would have a happy life, especially after they got married.

But someone like this bastard used Jean's trust for his own selfish desire, and he believed this man had been planning it for years.

The man chuckled while he picked Jean from the ground. He carried Jean on his arm and kissed his forehead gently, "How smooth and sweet, even kissing his forehead is enough to get me addicted. I wonder how sweet his lips, his chest, and his--Ahahahaha!"

"I didn't know that Your Holiness has tasted Jean's cheeks and lips many times. How enviable."

"Give… Jean… back… to me…." Raphael said weakly. He struggled to even get up from the ground. But his wound was too grievous for him to function, and he was also unable to heal himself due to exhausting all his magic to heal Jean before.

Thus, Raphael slumped on the ground and slowly lost consciousness. He was bleeding to his doom. 

"You want Young Master Jean to leave me because I'm not on par with your standard. But you didn't know that I have my own way to make sure that Young Master Jean won't leave me."

"This is the forest of emptiness if you didn't realize it. Nobody will find you here, and you'll die alone in excruciating pain with that dark dagger."

The man created a portal that would lead them to another place. The man walked inside the portal with Jean, "Goodbye, Your Holiness."

The man's cackling voice echoed around the empty forest until the portal was closed. The man and Jean disappeared into thin air. 

Raphael looked up to the dark of the night, with tall trees surrounding him. Even to his death, the only one in his mind right now was Jean. He was worried that Jean would be tortured after he regained his consciousness. We didn't know what kind of horrible thing that monster would do.

The only thing that Raphael was sad about was Jean. He had failed to protect his beloved fiancee.

His gaze started getting blurry as he called the name of his beloved on his last breath, "Jean…."

[Pupa: Ding! Raphael De Argent's Fatemeter increases to 90%.]

[Pupa: Alert! Raphael De Argent cannot be detected.]

[Pupa: Alert! Maximillien Eau Saumon cannot be detected.]

[Pupa: Alert! Wolf Dietrich cannot be detected.]

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The man and unconscious Jean arrived in a small hut that he made only for them. It was the safe haven that he had prepared. 

He put Jean on the bed carefully and sat on the bed, staring at Young Master Jean.

The man caressed Jean's smooth cheek, and he could feel a shiver all over his body. The sensation was shocking and addicting at the same time. 

"I can't believe there will be time for me finally touch your smooth cheek. It's so addicting, I won't lie," the man smirked and then caressed Jean's exposed skin. "And your chest, your neck, everything about you is so perfect."

But then he stopped right on the wound that had been completely healed by Raphael's holy magic. 

The wound was made by Maximillien when he finally lost his mind. 

"I believe you need a bit of proof here. It'll hurt a bit, Young Master."

The man placed his palm on top of Jean's shoulder and his hand was burning with dark fire. It burned Jean's skin and created a believable wound that was in the process of healing.

After he made sure that it looked believable, the man smiled and said, "Young Master Jean, forgive me for hurting your skin slightly, but I need it to make it believable. It is for our relationship, after all."

"We don't need the world, or any world. Everything is pointless, since you keep leaving me..."