I Put all my Stats into Charm - Chapter 87

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I Put All My Stats Into Charm Episode 087

His eyes, despite being a clear blue color, held a blazing heat like flames.

Just when I felt like I might be consumed by that burning blue gaze.

Jerome’s eyes drew closer.

At the same time, his lips also came nearer.

I gulped as the deepening musk scent enveloped me.

‘Wait, this atmosphere is exactly like…’

Isn’t this that thing.

The thing that starts with a kiss and ends with a kiss.

That thing where a man and woman press their lips together and rub them.

Embarrassing scenes began blooming in my mind.

My body grew hot and my heart pounded. It pounded so hard that I even thought the sound of my heartbeat might be audible outside.

What drove me even crazier in the midst of all this was Jerome’s face.

His languid gaze, filled with heat, looked at my lips.

When he tilted his head to the side, the gap narrowed to within breathing distance.

Just when I squeezed my eyes shut.

The musk scent emanating from him grew fainter.

When I slowly opened my eyes, I saw Jerome with his head lowered.

He exhaled a trembling breath and opened his lips with difficulty.

“…Please forgive my rudeness. I had no intention of doing this…”

Jerome seemed to struggle with each word he uttered.

He raised his upper body and barely managed to continue speaking while exhaling unsteady breaths.

“…My body has been strange since earlier. It’s burning hot as if it’s on fire…”

Jerome looked pained, as if enduring something.

I stared at him blankly.

What’s wrong?

He wasn’t struggling this much earlier, was he?

Then, belatedly remembering where the recovery potion was, I reached toward the nightstand beside the bed and opened the drawer.

“Found it!”

I handed the recovery potion to Jerome.

“Try drinking this first. It’s a recovery potion, so it might help.”

Jerome drank the potion in one gulp.

“Phew…”

Then he collapsed onto the bed as if falling.

The potion seemed effective, as Jerome’s breathing appeared calmer than before.

He exhaled light breaths a few times before raising his upper body again.

“Now that I seem better, I should get up…”

I hurriedly laid him back down on the bed.

“No! Duke, you’re still not okay!”

Though Jerome’s condition had calmed compared to earlier, cold sweat was flowing on his forehead and his body was still feverish.

His condition still looked too poor to send him away like this.

I carefully covered his body with the blanket.

“You’re still far from recovered. I’ll call a physician, so rest here for a while.”

“…I’m indebted to you.”

Jerome lowered his gaze, perhaps embarrassed to meet my eyes.

I comforted him soothingly.

“I’m really fine, so don’t think you’re indebted over something like this.”

I didn’t know what had caused Jerome’s condition to deteriorate so rapidly, but it was fortunate that I had the recovery potion Calliton gave me.

That’s when it hit me.

‘Right, the ointment!’

I had completely forgotten my original purpose of bringing ointment to Calliton.

‘Calliton must be waiting so much!’

Feeling anxious, I hurriedly gathered the ointment.

“Duke, I need to go to the Imperial Palace for a moment…”

At the steady breathing sounds, I stopped speaking. Jerome was sleeping with a peacefully relaxed face.

I let out a quiet laugh.

‘If he was tired enough to fall asleep this quickly, where did he think he was going.’

I sat gently on the bed.

I carefully covered him with the blanket once more and took out a handkerchief. Then I carefully wiped away the cold sweat beaded on his forehead.

While wiping his sweat, I also admired Jerome’s face.

‘It’s like polishing a sculpture rather than a person.’

The shadows around his eyes were deep, and his weight loss made his jawline and nose bridge even sharper than usual.

That had its own kind of haggard charm, but it also made me feel sorry for him.

His sleeping face was peaceful, but beyond that lay shadows that wouldn’t fade.

‘He must have suffered a lot mentally.’

These weren’t shadows simply from lack of food and sleep.

Even while sleeping, he let out faint groans as if uncomfortable.

He looked like someone wandering and suffering in dreams, unable to find something he had lost.

Then, Jerome’s lips moved slightly.

“…rin.”

“What did you say?”

I, who had been wiping the cold sweat on Jerome’s forehead, listened carefully to his words.

Jerome moved his lips once more.

“…Karin.”

I froze.

‘Karin, that would be…’

That lady’s name.

Just as I was thinking how much he must miss that person to search for her even in dreams.

“Ah…”

A pain like a needle piercing my heart struck.

Startled by the sudden pain, I looked down at my chest, but didn’t feel the pain again.

‘…What was that? Do I have some illness?’

While pondering, chills ran up my spine.

‘Could it be a heart attack?’

The Imperial Palace provided meals and ingredients for free.

To properly enjoy these benefits, I used to grill and eat lots of steaks I couldn’t have before.

I even added bursts of butter, enjoying one steak per day – could that be the cause?

Fortunately though, in this world most illnesses can be cured with magic or sacred power.

‘I should visit the Temple sometime.’

I need to return the book to Theodor anyway. I thought I should get treatment then as I got up from my seat.

Then I headed to the Imperial Palace Library where Calliton was waiting.

“Did you make the ointment?”

As soon as I arrived at the study, Calliton, leaning against the sofa in a crooked posture, immediately interrogated me.

With his legs crossed defiantly and his head tilted askew, anyone could see his sulky face.

I kept my lips sealed while avoiding his gaze.

“Or perhaps you were late because you had to cultivate the herbs needed to make the ointment?”

“…”

“I had no idea. To think you’d care for me with such devoted sincerity.”

This is like sitting on a bed of thorns.

Being late leaves me with nothing to say.

Still, as a matter of basic courtesy, I should at least explain why I’m late.

Overwhelmed by Calliton’s intimidating presence, I lowered my head and barely managed to speak.

“Well, you see… I had my own circumstances…”

He rose from his seat.

As he stretched his long legs and approached me, the scent of burnt wood wafted through the air.

Leaving just one step between us, Calliton stopped.

The moment our eyes met.

Calliton’s eyebrow twitched menacingly.

His gaze fell upon my disheveled hair.

“Your hair is a mess.”

Calliton reached out and smoothed my hair. Under his touch, my messy hair became neat again.

“What were you doing to end up looking so disheveled?”

“Uh, well…”

My hair must have gotten messed up when I collapsed onto the bed with Jerome.

Memories from that moment began creeping back.

Those blue eyes fixed on me, the hot breath he exhaled roughly, the touch that caressed my lips.

It felt like lingering heat remained on the lips his touch had grazed.

When I unconsciously touched my lips, Calliton spoke.

“Aisha Emmerbier.”

“Y-yes?!”

Calliton’s voice snapped me back to my senses.

“What were you doing to make your face turn so red?”

“My face?”

I touched my face and was startled.

My face was burning hot as if scorched by fire.

I fanned my face with my hands to cool the heat.

“Uh, well, you see… the Duke was sick…”

“Duke?”

He raised one eyebrow menacingly and stepped closer.

“You were late because you were meeting with the Duke?”

Something about his threatening steps made me take a step back.

“Uh, yes… But it wasn’t just a casual meeting, the Duke looked unwell…”

“Because of the Duke. You abandoned me when I was sick and came late?”

Calliton took another step closer.

“No, why are you putting it that way? I didn’t abandon you, the Duke really looked sick…”

Just as I tried to take another step back.

My body hit the wall.

Before I knew it, Calliton had approached within about a fist’s distance.

“This won’t do.”

Unable to move in this situation, he spoke in a low voice.

“This habit of thinking about other men in front of me. I’ll have to fix it thoroughly.”

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