Do Heroes Need Welfare Too? - Chapter 165

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Part 2, Chapter 32

 

It had already been a month since Adam met Iberis.

 

And Adam’s consumption of medicine had doubled compared to a month ago.

 

Under Kyrillos’s leadership, who had taken over as deputy for the missing Mage Tower Lord, the Mage Tower was researching ways to neutralize demonic energy.

 

The most urgent priority was for Adam’s sake, but they couldn’t reveal that the Hero had been exposed to demonic energy.

 

So they started the research under the pretense of reducing contamination from demonic energy or slightly decreasing the aggressiveness of demonic beasts.

 

And they had barely managed to create a medicine.

 

However, the medicine was only a temporary measure.

 

Adam also responded nonchalantly after receiving the suppressant.

 

“It’s earlier than expected, but it can’t be helped.”

 

“It’s your own body, so stop acting like you’re some third party, will you?”

 

“Still, I’m always grateful. Without Kyril’s medicine, I don’t think I could have stood by Eve’s side for the rest of my life.”

 

Adam spoke sincerely.

 

The more he did so, the more frustrated Kyrillos became.

 

“If you hadn’t been by the maid’s side, you wouldn’t have needed to take as much medicine.”

 

“Then I would have just gone insane.”

 

At Adam’s calm statement, Kyrillos fell silent.

 

He knew Iberis was important to him, but should he stay by her side even while ignoring the curse?

 

Suddenly, Kyrillos recalled a day when they were preparing for rebellion.

 

It was the day Adam had suddenly asked him to cast magic on him.

 

He had requested not just any magic, but disguise magic.

 

He asked him to change his face so that no one could recognize him.

 

Even while obediently casting the magic, Kyrillos didn’t ask why.

 

It was probably because of his expression, which looked as happy as a child before opening a present box.

 

In the end, he didn’t know what Adam went to do with that disguised face, but thinking about it now, it must have been related to Iberis.

 

‘Back then, I really didn’t know the maid was alive, so I thought he was looking for someone else to give his affection to.’

 

In the end, it all came back to Iberis.

 

Kyrillos roughly scratched the back of his head in frustration.

 

“But the Demon King’s curse is supposed to make you kill those you have a certain level of affection for, right?”

 

Kyrillos said as if reconfirming.

 

Adam nodded obediently.

 

At that sight, Kyrillos slammed his palm on the table with a bang.

 

Then there are more people who meet that condition.

 

Kyrillos had no doubt that he was one of them.

 

Adam had no other close friends besides him!

 

“Then what about me? Is it okay if I die!”

 

“Kyril is…”

 

Adam trailed off.

 

Then he turned his head away awkwardly.

 

But Kyrillos didn’t back down either.

 

“Kyril is, what. Please tell me quickly, Hero?”

 

Adam laughed and didn’t finish his sentence to the end.

 

But under Kyrillos’s repeated urging, he finally opened his mouth.

 

His gaze was already fixed toward the window.

 

Adam spoke as if annoyed, his voice sounding soulless.

 

“It seems like you won’t die easily…”

 

“You call that an answer!”

 

Kyrillos shouted angrily.

 

It was half joking, half serious.

 

Me? What? The head of House Evant, a grand ducal family, with the position of Deputy Mage Tower Lord and such outstanding talent, and you say that!

 

But Adam spoke in his usual gentle voice.

 

“It’s fine. If such a situation comes, Kyrillos will kill me properly and prevent the worst-case scenario.”

 

“What kind of creepy thing is that to say?”

 

“…”

 

Adam fell silent again.

 

He always said such meaningful things and then shut his mouth. And he always wore that ambiguous smile.

 

Kyrillos couldn’t tell whether he was looking at him standing before him, or if that smile was directed at something else.

 

Kyrillos irritably ran his hands through the back of his hair.

 

“I can’t stand how frustrating it is when you clam up again! I’ve delivered the medicine, so I’m leaving now.”

 

Kyrillos threw himself out the window.

 

Kyrillos, who stepped on the balcony railing, cooled his anger with the refreshing night breeze.

 

‘My dreams have been restless lately anyway.’

 

Kyrillos clenched his fist tightly.

 

He had dreamed of killing Adam with his own hands. It wasn’t just once.

 

The location and surrounding people kept changing, but the fact that he killed Adam never changed.

 

If Kyrillos didn’t kill him, Adam would end up slaughtering people.

 

Kyrillos, who woke up from the dream, hurriedly gathered medicine and came to see Adam.

 

Even so, he became anxious that such a thing might really happen.

 

‘The Adam in my dreams also had no emotions, as if consumed by the curse.’

 

The more he dreamed, the worse his mood became.

 

It’s not like it’s showing the future or anything.

 

What kind of suffering is this because of this damn Hero’s bloodline.

 

He wanted to grab Uncle Lawrence and ask him.

 

To please stop showing him these damn dreams.

 

Because what happened in the dreams would never actually come to pass.

 

Kyrillos called upon his magical power.

 

He planned to use magic to teleport to the Mage Tower.

 

‘Why doesn’t Adam think his own life is important!’

 

That’s why he keeps having dreams of him dying.

 

He was a strange person from the first time he saw him.

 

He seemed oddly like a human who couldn’t form attachments to this world.

 

The feeling that he thought of himself as a consumable for the world, and that it was fine to discard him once his usefulness was over.

 

‘This makes it seem like… the dreams really happened.’

 

Something like killing Adam with his own hands shouldn’t happen.

 

It still felt like the sensation of casting the magic that took his life in the dream remained in his hands.

 

At the sudden surge of revulsion toward magic, Kyrillos dropped his arms.

 

“You at least have to believe in him, Kyrillos.”

 

At that moment, he had the illusion that Lawrence from his dreams was speaking to him again.

 

A voice that was both gentle and sad echoed in his ears.

 

It was the voice of the master of the nightmares that had been getting worse lately.

 

Kyrillos gritted his teeth.

 

‘I know that too.’

 

That damn secretive person was his friend, so there was no way he would betray him.

 

If such a thing happened, he would have to stop it.

 

And with Iberis there, would Adam really lose his mind?

 

Rather than giving up his own life and dying by his own hand, he wouldn’t lose his mind first and do something that would harm her.

 

Ah, just in case, it seemed like it would be good to give the maid a heads up.

 

Kyrillos’s magical power set its destination and moved.

 

* * *

 

I quietly watched Adam, who was breathing heavily in his sleep.

 

Adam, unaware that someone was watching him, had fallen asleep and looked peaceful.

 

The more I saw this, the more I was consumed by a feeling of being deceived.

 

‘Kyrillos definitely told me to monitor whether Adam was sleeping properly.’

 

I blinked my sleepy eyes and recalled last night’s events.

 

Kyrillos suddenly popping out from the window nearly made my heart drop. I gently put down the vase I had grabbed to chase away the intruder.

 

No matter how I thought about it, these people seemed to be unaware of the existence of doors.

 

Judging by how they left perfectly good doors alone and only came and went through windows.

 

Kyrillos left with incomprehensible words asking me to monitor whether Adam was staying awake doing foolish things.

 

He asked me to let him know if Adam skipped sleep again today.

 

‘Did he come after meeting Adam?’

 

Considering Adam’s room was right next door, could he have possibly come over the terrace from the adjacent room?

 

It was behavior completely unbefitting someone who held the position of Deputy Mage Tower Lord and the title of Duke of Evant.

 

Still, while Kyrillos appeared light-hearted and playful on the surface, he wasn’t like that inside.

 

If Kyrillos went so far as to mention Adam, there must be a good reason for it.

 

Hmm, if Kyrillos requested it that earnestly, I couldn’t refuse to comply.

 

Since I couldn’t dismiss his words carelessly, just before sunrise I headed straight to Adam’s room.

 

Then I carefully pulled over a small chair beside the table and sat down.

 

I had rarely gotten up this early, so drowsiness was overwhelming me, but I endured it while yawning.

 

But why was Kyrillos suddenly concerned about the quality of Adam’s sleep?

 

How did Kyrillos even know that Adam was skipping sleep in the first place?

 

His concern was accurate – Adam had been suffering from severe insomnia lately.

 

But fortunately, he seemed to be sleeping well right now.

 

I quietly rested my arm beside Adam and leaned against it. Adam’s face was right in front of me.

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