The Blond Male Lead is Too Much - Chapter 111



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In fact, it was her broad, firm chest that I had hugged many times that tempted me.

I knew that it would be comfortable, cozy, and warm to lean on those arms… … but strangely, I couldn’t readily agree.

‘Why, why am I so embarrassed all of a sudden?!’

Perhaps because the front of the sword was slightly loosened, my cheeks and ears became hot and my body froze.

Carl, who had been interpreting my nonsense without any answer, said:

“Don’t misunderstand. I really don’t have any ulterior motives, I just said it out of concern. Usually, we keep our bodies close to each other to maintain body temperature.”

“… … .”

“If you’re afraid that I might do something weird, you can tie my hands.”

“… … That’s not it.”

I barely managed to answer, squeezing my eyes shut to avoid looking at my chest muscles.

“Yes, I’m worried that I might do something weird, not you.”

“… … The owner?”

Carl looked at me as if he was hearing some ridiculous story.

Then, he soon tilted his head towards me with a mischievous smile.

“What kind of weird thing are you going to do to me?”

“That… I don’t know.”

“If you want to do it, do it. After all, I’m a servant, so I’m ready to accept whatever my master does.”

He closed his eyes and smiled, his voice strangely quiet. He’s doing something stupid again.

No, are you just kidding me?

‘Eww.’

Anyway, it was a time when I had to hold back the urge to scream from the ticklish sensation rising from the tips of my toes.

“… … !”

The sword pulled me towards his waist and hugged me without permission, wrapping its arms around the back of my head.

“Hold still, Shailene. Your lips are blue.”

After hearing those words, I felt my body tremble like an aspen tree.

Oh my, at this point, just like Karl said, my lip color is no joke.

Being held in his arms, who had a high body temperature, definitely made me feel less cold than before, and my stiff body relaxed.

“excuse me…….”

“Don’t worry, it’s okay to do weird things.”

“No, that’s not it. My cheek is pressed against the button and it hurts. Move your hand away.”

Then, Karl, who had been pressing down on my head with his large hand, awkwardly withdrew his hand.

Phew, I feel like I can live now.

I wiggled my body to find the most comfortable position possible and leaned back against the knife. It felt like I was hugging a giant hand warmer.

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen anyone in my entire life who adapts to situations as well as you do.”

“Is that a compliment that I’m flexible and tolerant? Thanks.”

“What is thank you?”

“It’s like a thank you note.”

He looked at me as if he was dumbfounded, then chuckled and tapped me on the forehead.

“Anyway, where did you learn such strange words… …. Who on earth did you hear such things from?”

“Oh, I made it up myself. Everyone makes up their own password when they’re young.”

He also passed over it without further comment due to the confident excuse.

And then, after a while of silence, I was nodding off, and then Carl suddenly asked in a voice as if he had just remembered something.

“So, what’s the game?”

“……huh?”

“What does the word game mean?”

I came to my senses as if I had been splashed with cold water. The game character was asking me what the game was.

I woke up all of a sudden and looked up at him with wide eyes.

“Yes, how do you know that?”

“The master once said in his sleep, ‘I’ll play the game hard without regrets.’ I think he said something like that.”

This guy’s mouth is a square.

I don’t know when it happened, but I must have slipped up on a tired day.

“That, that’s… … So… … .”

I stammered, unable to think of an excuse, perhaps because my brain had frozen from the cold inside the mine.

Miss, how do you describe the game?

As I rolled my eyes in confusion, Karl stared blankly at me and placed his hand on the top of my head.

“If you don’t want to talk, then don’t talk.”

“Huh, huh?”

“As long as it doesn’t harm the owner, that’s fine.”

I flinched at the words that seemed so considerate. If Carl knew what the game was, he would be really shocked.

But when I saw him not digging any further for me, I opened my mouth impulsively.

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“Carl, what would you do if you weren’t a real person?”

“If not a person, then what?”

“Well, it’s like an imaginary character someone created. Like a prince in a fairy tale. Not just you, but everyone in the world, and your world doesn’t actually exist.”

Carl thought deeply about what I said, then shrugged his shoulders with an indifferent expression.

“I don’t really think about it.”

“…Why? Doesn’t it matter to you that you’re an imaginary person?”

“Rather than that, I don’t think of myself that way. I guess I’ll just continue living my life.”

Karl added, his reaction being indifferent, contrary to my expectations.

“To me, both myself and this world are all real.”

Oh, I see.

I have finally realized the simple truth that this world and its people are fake not only to me but also to the people involved.

It’s just a game to me, not a sword.

‘… … But then, can we see this place as a real world and not a virtual one?’

I, who had thought I was alive and breathing in a virtual reality, became a little confused.

The knife asked me like that.

“What would that owner think?”

“I… I think I’ll be a little sad. When I finish imagining things, I won’t be able to see you again.”

If you watch the ending, I will leave Shailene’s body, and Carl is an extra in the game, so you will not be able to see him in reality.

I started to like him from some point on, and that fact made my heart flutter.

“How can there be such a thing? Wherever the master goes, the servant must follow.”

Unlike my gloomy voice, Carl answered in a nonchalant tone.

“Even if your imagination ends, I will chase after you, so don’t even think about abandoning me.”

“… … .”

“You’re not going to argue that you won’t throw me away this time? Are you really going to throw me away?”

“……no.”

He shook his head low. He was upset because he couldn’t explain that it wasn’t being thrown away, but rather going back to how it was.

Karl leaned over to look at my face, arching an eyebrow.

“But why do you have such a thoughtful face? What are you afraid of?”

“… … I don’t know either.”

Why is it that when I think about finishing a game now, instead of feeling refreshed and happy, I feel somehow uncomfortable?

It felt like a small hole had formed in my chest and the wind was blowing in through it.

Carl pressed down on my head and made me lean it against his shoulder, and spoke softly.

“No matter what happens, I will be by your side until the end. I am your servant.”

I didn’t answer, keeping my eyes tightly shut. Still, Karl just stroked my head.

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The next day, Michael came with people and rescued us.

We safely escaped with the 150-year-old magic stone, received simple treatment, and returned to Duke Diat’s residence.

The Duke’s doctor examined my ankle and said it was just a slight sprain and that I would be fine after resting for a few days.

And of course, Carl was injured worse than me and was told he would have to stay in bed for the time being.

“Oh my god, Miss! What the heck?! Are you okay?”

“Yeah, yeah. Just send me a letter, Mandy.”

As my movements became inconvenient, I had no choice but to call Jeron to the duke’s residence.

He came with the antidote ingredients as I told him.

“Is it true that you have found the real method of making an antidote?”

“Yes, so please help me.”

Geumdong, who was sitting on my lap, spoke while stroking my back. Jeron, who had been shaking his eyes roughly, nodded his head with difficulty.

Because you have to lose to win anyway.

We mixed together the spring water of the Sakha Mountains, which is imbued with the breath of fairies, the wings of golden butterflies bathed in sunlight, the antlers of a silver stag, and a 150-year-old magic stone.

Bubble, bubble, bubble.

The magic cauldron that Jeron had brought began to boil, and the purple liquid slowly turned into a clear red.

“It’s finished.”

“great.”

Now there’s only one thing left.

I’m waiting for Geumdongi to take this medicine and return to Matapju… … .

“Kyahak!”

There’s a problem.

“No, Geumdong-ah! Don’t spit it out!”

“You must eat this, Lord Matap!”

“Oh, Geumdong-i spilled the medicine bowl… …!”

Our cute kitten refuses to take his medicine.

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