Baby Lynx of the Tiger Family - Chapter 27

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Tiger Clan’s Little Wildcat
Chapter 27
“What was that noise?”
Bariya sat up, her expression dazed.
Kalif was mostly home to feline-type beastkin, so loud disturbances were rare, yet this was a racket loud enough to jolt someone awake.
Eep.
Just then, Hwaiteu, who had been sleeping beside her, woke up and began to whimper.
“What’s wrong?”
Hmm-hng.
He even climbed down from the bed and paced back and forth.
His restless fidgeting looked for all the world like a creature frightened out of its wits.
‘Don’t tell me the hyenas have come knocking?’
With Kalif guarding everything like an iron wall, kidnapping me in secret was out of the question, so had they decided to strike head-on?
Bariya ran out to the balcony and peered outside.
But the garden lay as quiet as ever.
The commotion was coming from somewhere higher up than her room.
It came from Sabrina’s bedchamber on the topmost floor.
The screams of people and the crash of something shattering carried all the way down to here.
‘It doesn’t seem like an attack.’
If it were the hyenas, they would be looking for Bariya first; they wouldn’t have gone for Sabrina, the one who posed the greatest danger, before anyone else.
Bariya weighed it for a moment, then decided she would go and see for herself.
“Hwaiteu?”
But just as she was about to leave the room, Hwaiteu, who had been whimpering nonstop, caught the hem of her nightclothes in his teeth and tugged.
“There’s a constant racket coming from Lady Sabrina’s room. Let’s go together. You’re worried too, aren’t you?”
He only lingered near her so often because of the pull of Bariya’s near-Spirit Beast aura.
Since Hwaiteu had always been fond of Sabrina, Bariya had assumed he would naturally want to come along.
Ggeu-eung.
Yet Hwaiteu only shook his head from side to side, clamping down harder on her nightclothes and pulling.
No way.
“Do you know what caused this uproar?”
Nod, nod.
“Is it dangerous?”
Nod, nod.
“For whom? For me? Or for Lady Sabrina?”
Hmm-hng.
This time, Hwaiteu could not answer.
Bariya read it at once from the trembling in his eyes.
“So we’re both in danger.”
Shouts and the crash of breaking things kept pouring from Sabrina’s room without end.
Hwaiteu, terrified out of his wits.
And the fact that both Sabrina and Bariya were in danger.
Something had clearly happened to Sabrina.
“Then all the more reason to go. I might be able to help.”
Hwaiteu, who had been blocking her so forcefully, hesitated for the first time.
“You know well that I’m no ordinary beastkin.”
Beastkin do feel affection toward Spirit Beasts, but animals are affected far more strongly by their influence.
To an animal, a Spirit Beast is practically a god itself.
That is precisely why Hwaiteu was so weak before Bariya, and why he kept trying to stay by her side.
“I’ll help Lady Sabrina. So let’s go together.”
In the end, Hwaiteu let go of her nightclothes and lowered his body.
The moment Bariya climbed onto his back, he began running at a tremendous speed, as if he had never been stopping her at all.
“Oh, Miss!”
“Miss, you can’t go that way!”
“Hwaiteu, stop! You can’t take the young lady there!”
The servants and knights rushed to block them, but Hwaiteu slipped past every one of them with nimble, agile movements.
The moment they bounded up the stairs in an instant and reached the fifth floor.
“Huh.”
Bariya was startled.
A pheromone so dense, so thick that it seemed to conjure the color black on its own, filled the entire space with its heavy weight.
The scent was so concentrated she couldn’t even tell what it was, and a shiver ran down her spine.
The Pheromone stabbed at her like thorns.
‘Lady Sabrina’s Pheromone.’
It was surging through every corner of the air, a Pheromone she had barely felt since the day they first met.
Gulp.
“Oh, Hwaiteu.”
Hwaiteu staggered and collapsed to the floor, clearly struggling to bear it.
Seeing the beast barely able to breathe, Bariya finally let out a little of her own Pheromone.
She had always kept it hidden as best she could, so that no one would sense it and realize how close she was to a Spirit Beast, but this was no time to worry about such things.
“Don’t stay here. Go back down. From here on, I’ll go on alone.”
She tried to shove Hwaiteu off her back and down the stairs, but the beast groaned and pressed itself against her side.
It seemed her Pheromone had eased its breathing, if only a little.
“Fine, then. Let’s go together.”
You’re just as worried about Lady Sabrina as I am, aren’t you?
Thud, crash! Clatter!
The closer Bariya came to Sabrina’s room, the louder the uproar grew.
Perhaps because of the wild, raging Pheromone, there were hardly any people here, unlike downstairs.
Only Knight Commander Rowin Denebiang, Tairin, and Baiden stood before the door.
“Miss?”
Rowin and Tairin, who had spotted her, hurried over.
“It’s dangerous right now. You need to return to your room.”
“That’s right, Miss. I’ll escort you to your bedchamber. Come along.”
The moment Tairin drew near, Bariya took a step back, and Hwaiteu planted itself in front of her.
“Hwaiteu! You know the reason, so how could you bring the young lady here?”
Grrrr.
Tairin scolded it, but Hwaiteu didn’t budge and bared its teeth.
“Hwaiteu tried to stop me, but I insisted on coming. So don’t blame it.”
“Miss…”
“What on earth happened? What’s become of Lady Sabrina?”
Bariya glanced toward the doorway.
Baiden, who on any other day would have been the first to sense her presence, was now staring silently into the bedchamber.
He didn’t seem to notice that Bariya was even there.
“Well…”
“Let me explain once we’re back in your room, so for now, just stay here…”
Just as Tairin was trying somehow to persuade Bariya to go back downstairs.
Crash!
“Get out of my way! Move! I have to go kill those Hyena bastards!”
Along with the sound of glass shattering in the bedchamber, Sabrina’s furious roar burst forth.
“Gah!”
“Ugh!”
The thick Pheromone that erupted all at once sent Tairin and Rowin sinking to the floor, their faces twisted in agony.
Hwaiteu, which had been able to breathe freely thanks to Bariya, cowered and pressed itself flat against the floor again.
Bariya dashed forward at once and stopped in front of the bedchamber.
“Ah…”
Then her eyes went wide.
A shattered window, curtains torn to ribbons and fluttering in the air.
Luxurious ornaments lay smashed across the floor, and not a single piece of intact furniture remained, not the bed, the chairs, or the dressing table.
In the middle of the completely wrecked room stood Sabrina and Sirka.
“Those Hyena bastards, I have to kill every last one of them. I won’t forgive them. I’ll slaughter them all, leaving not a single one alive.”
Sabrina, whose hair was always so elegant, now hung in wild disarray as she spewed her rage.
Weeping bitterly.
Sirka was clinging to her with his whole body, struggling to hold her back.
His entire body was covered in scratches.
“Yes, we’ll kill them. We won’t forgive them either. But not now.”
Bariya could not make sense of the scene.
Why was Sabrina acting like this, and why was Sirka the only one trying to restrain her?
And Baiden, why was he just standing there, watching all of this?
“No, no, I won’t! I have to kill them right now! They’re right in front of us! Did you think I’d lose my son again?!”
Then Sabrina screamed and shoved Sirka away.
“Ugh!”
Sirka was flung sideways by the force and landed on the floor, and in that instant Sabrina snatched up a vase and hurled it.
Right toward Bariya.
“Ah.”
Before she could even think to dodge, the attack came at a speed so tremendous that her eyes went wide.
Crash!
With a deafening clatter, a warm and familiar embrace wrapped around her.
“Baby?!”
Baiden, who had been staring blankly a moment ago, had somehow come back to himself and was holding Bariya with his whole body.
“When did you get here? Are you hurt anywhere?”
Baiden hurriedly looked her over.
Shards of the shattered vase rained down from over his shoulder.
Only then did Bariya realize that Baiden had taken the vase’s blow for her.
“Chieftain, you’re the one who got hit by the vase!”
“I’m fine. It’s nothing that would leave a mark.”
Baiden showed her his shoulder, but despite his words, blood was seeping steadily through his clothes.
“…I forgot Sabrina threw it. Don’t worry, it’s nothing. This will heal quickly.”
Good heavens, to think that something had been thrown hard enough to wound a beast-kin known for his toughness, and a chieftain at that.
“What in the world are Tairin and Sir Rowin doing…”
Baiden, who had been furious, spotted the two of them pinned in place by Sabrina’s pheromones, unable to move at all, and let out a sigh.
“Lady Sabrina, why is she acting like this? Why can’t she recognize Sirka, or even the Chieftain?”
Bariya grabbed hold of Baiden and cried out.
“Tell me.”
“Baby…”
“I might be able to help.”
At the unexpected words, Baiden’s eyes wavered violently.
His longing to place his hope in Bariya clashed with his reason, which told him he must not burden the child.
After hesitating for a long while, he finally forced out the truth, painfully.
“…It’s madness. Rabin has been like this every so often ever since he lost his first child. Only Sirka can stop him.”
A truth so unbearably sad.

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