Chapter 11

There could be no accident of this magnitude.

Even when 4 of them made a fuss yesterday, Chryselua’s laboratory was in disarray. All of the strengthened flasks on the desk fell to the ground and broke. The medicine ready for the request have been combined up and tousled.

It was a strengthened flask, so it couldn’t be damaged that simply although it appeared that the 4 folks’s magic energy was forking out, they usually couldn’t stand up to it. As well as, all of the damaged glass was lodged in Sol Noctis’ again and shoulders.

Because of the insane man hugging her, she was left with no scars.

It was the identical for the opposite two males close by. Naskan’s knee and Axen Arc’s thighs have been notably stuffed with glass fragments.

‘Oh, my god…’

Seeing this, her face turned pink to the restrict.

It was apparent what place every of them loved yesterday. After such an accident, everybody was now sleeping with a peaceable face. It was solely then did Chryselua abruptly realized that nothing was mistaken together with her.

‘…I’m the one one who doesn’t have any scars.’

There was no means she might have been so fortunate. Come to consider it, she didn’t suppose she had ever touched the ground whereas being hugged by them. She didn’t know what sort of energy to boast like that.

‘That’s why I instructed them to not are available…!’

She glared at them, who have been nonetheless bewildered, clenching her tooth. She then remembered one thing extra necessary than them.

“Ah, the factor the Lord entrusted to me!”

The smoke, the wrongdoer behind yesterday’s uproar, had lengthy since disappeared. Chryselua seemed on the fruit she dropped yesterday in a frantic state of affairs. She remembered it rolling right into a nook however had no reminiscence of what had occurred after that.

At that, she took a better take a look at the environment, making an attempt to suppress her rising anxiousness.

“Oh, my god…”

It had been crushed by the magic energy emitted final night time, and the fruit had been broken and was utterly rotten. Even wanting on the traces of the magic that made it this fashion, most of them have been her personal.

…No means. Like, like this—

She in all probability shouldn’t fail Lord’s request at most. Nonetheless, there was one thing to be achieved earlier than digging the bottom.

Chryselua let loose a sigh seeing the three males who have been nonetheless unconscious.

The primary motive that she was capable of get up gave the impression to be the neutralizer she had taken as a result of that was the one distinction between them and her, who inhaled the identical smoke. It was lucky that what she had made whereas she was distracted was nonetheless efficient.

Chryselua roughly cleaned out the trash within the lab and pulled out all of the glass shards that have been caught to them. Whereas she puzzled whether or not or to not deal with the remaining wounds, she utilized drugs to them, considering that they have been simply poor folks.

‘…Why don’t these bastards get up?’

Even after doing all that, nobody confirmed any indicators of waking up. Specifically, the drugs should be just a little stinging.

It was already fairly brilliant outdoors, however it was nonetheless early.

Taking a break, Chryselua sat down on a random chair within the lab and seemed down at them for some time earlier than she struggled fairly soberly on how this occurred.

…Naskandeolux. Sol Noctis. Axen Arc.

It was not like they didn’t know one another. It wasn’t a relationship they might brush off like a one-night stand.

To begin with, the devilkin Axen Arc.

Though they shared the identical constructing, there was an odd lack of contact. She didn’t know the way he acquired concerned now. It appeared like there wouldn’t be an enormous drawback as a result of they didn’t trade phrases a lot, and he appeared to have a taciturn persona, however he was a devilkin.

The Lord didn’t like Chryselua’s involvement with the devilkin within the slightest.

It was pure. When Chryselua was younger, the devilkins have been those who threatened her life. As a baby, she was virtually locked up within the divine realm, and the rationale she was escorted was all due to the devilkins.

After all, everybody would really feel uncomfortable with the devilkin as a result of it was they who broke the settlement between the three powers and began a conflict.

It will be the identical even now that the conflict was over.

‘It’s not simply that.’

The devilkin was stated to be very obsessive as soon as they have been concerned sexually. Though it might be counted that this incident was an accident, it was not good to depart it alone as properly.

The larger drawback was Sol Noctis.

‘Nonetheless, I used to get alongside properly with him once I was youthful…’

She had a relationship with Sol Noctis that couldn’t even be stated to be good, and understanding that this occurred, it was actually price seeing what would occur sooner or later.

Furthermore, he was as a consequence of end his obligation within the spirit realm and graduate from Sedition quickly. After the ritual ceremony a number of days later, there could be no likelihood to see his face once more. She thought it was a clear separation, however solely awkward issues occurred.

Then Daybreak… Naskandeolux.

‘I’ve been on good phrases with Daybreak all alongside, however…’

Chryselua didn’t know what the particular person involved would possibly suppose, but when one thing like this occurred, the opposite dragons could be extra upset. They have been anticipated to go wild over Naskan, saying that this bastard precipitated an accident.

What sort of accident ought to they name this?

It wasn’t one thing they couldn’t clear up although it wasn’t the form of factor they labored laborious to unravel. As anticipated, it was finest to faux this by no means occurred… that was probably the most snug factor for Chryselua and for them sooner or later.

Greater than the rest, she had to consider a countermeasure as a result of she had horribly ruined the issues the Lord had entrusted to her. She didn’t need them to have issues both.

‘…Sure. Let’s simply faux it didn’t occur.’

This was an ‘irreversible’ mistake.

She instructed them to not are available, but they did. They broke the door, too. In any case, it was all due to these guys. It was these guys who did the mistaken factor, so she thought she was simply defending herself.

As she thought so, Chryselua acquired up from the chair and rummaged across the devastated lab to seek out the least broken materials. The reagent she would make now would save them from this unanswerable state of affairs.

Chryselua, the Twilight Dragon, was unable to make use of nice magic as a consequence of her pure limitations. Not solely did she not have sufficient magic energy, however the magic movement in her physique was twisted, so she would fall sick if she tried to make use of magic.

Nevertheless, there was one space the place Chryselua didn’t lag behind others.

Feeling the movement of magical energy.

It was really easy and delicate for her to know what sort of supply magic energy was emitted from, the way it unfold, and the way it fashioned.

Magic was tough, even on the regular stage, although if the magic materials was not her personal magic, the story was completely different. The drugs made by her used to have glorious results on those that sometimes use magical powers like dragons, fairies, and devilkins.

The three blessed races of this world didn’t work properly with abnormal drugs due to their superior magical powers and our bodies. Nevertheless, the one made by Chryselua had a fairly good impact.

Actually, because it was a drugs that solely took impact when eaten or utilized to the physique, it didn’t immediately assist in resolving cracks. However, individuals who as soon as tried the drugs made by her all the time got here again.

This capacity helped her acquire recognition in Sedition regardless that she couldn’t take part within the rift mission.

‘Though the quantity is just a little brief, it ought to be sufficient for 3 folks.’

Stir, stir.

Shaking the vial to combine the reagents, Chryselua approached Sol Noctis first. Earlier than pouring the drugs on his brow, she took a second to take a look at Sol Noctis’s angelic face.

Though he was drenched in sweat, his blond hair seemed prefer it was fabricated from molten gold. Lengthy golden eyelashes like these of a deer, sleeping underneath the eyelids have been gentle inexperienced eyes… it resembled the contemporary inexperienced they have been happy with.

Regardless of how drunk she was, the picture of Sol Noctis final night time continued to flicker.

His eyes, which had been fiercely raised every time he checked out himself, loosened up, and the phrases he uttered frantically have been tacky, however really fairly candy. Actually, she thought that the low-pitched voice that pierced her ears was good from a very long time in the past.

His saliva was aromatic like a fairy, and his embrace was heat.

‘It’s good for those who deal with me like that usually…’

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