CH 17

"Sister..."

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"Well, I'll be on my way."

​Noelier, who stood at the door, looked at me and said.

I saw him off in a wrecked state.

Please go quickly…

Because I want to die…

The children, who didn’t know my heart, looked at him and held onto my legs.

He smiled softly and waved to the children.

“See you next time.”

“........”

"······”

The children kept their mouths shut and buried their faces in my skirt. They said they didn’t like it, but they seemed okay with it. Zion, in particular, seemed to like him quite a bit.

Pretending to be stubborn, his mouth, which had been tightly closed, was moving up and down. This naughty mouse drop.

You’ve made your sister in this shape*, but if you like it, then it’s all right…?

(TL/N: Her wrecked state)

I looked at Zion with an empty expression.

Yes, all of this is my karma.

It was my fault for having a man who cries prettily as my ideal type.

I saw Noelier off with a half-face look.

“Goodbye…”

“...See you again soon,” Noelier said politely.

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The cold Northern wind brushed his cheek. Noelier looked up and looked around the snow-covered forest.

The snow kept pouring down so that no footprints could be found.

Noelier, who was left alone, looked down at his palm.

Because of his single heart, he had never held hands properly with others. Born without another heart to control. For him, contact meant death. He unintentionally killed a lot of people. Among them were his own parents.

Noelier was also afraid of his own power.

When his power goes erratic, he didn’t know where he would carry himself. He couldn’t do it to Eve.

No, rather, she calmed down his raging heat.

Even right after Eve’s hand touched his, there was nothing wrong with making contact with others.

Was it because of the ice magic she has?

That said, there were plenty of people with ice magic.

Even the king of the human world, who was said to have many abilities, could use ice magic, and among the wolves, there were those who had ice magic.

But even a brilliant wizard couldn’t control Noelier’s fire.

She had told him that her ice magic disappears before she even touched him.

“.......”

Noelier thought of Eve.

Her silver hair, which was warm in color, was like snow in the forest. It was transparent and shiny, so much that he wanted to touch it without thinking and smell its scent.

“Eve,” he murmured a familiar yet unfamiliar name.

His heart was burning as if on fire.

The throbbing seemed to be painful.

Noelier recalled Rachel who had clung to Eve’s side until the end.

He promised to bring her no matter what.

Now, he was so happy that she* was able to meet Eve.

(TL/N: Rachel)

A small smile appeared on Noelier’s lips.

When the dragons see it, they would think, ‘The Chief is angry!’

His smile was uncommon.

“......”

Then his smiling ceased.

It was because he himself recognized his own smile.