I’m in the Arms of the Cursed Grand Duke - Chapter 62

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Chapter 62

Clemente’s crimson hair had already become one with the flames and moved as such.

Instead of her clothes that had already burned away completely, fire wrapped around her entire body.

“She’s the incarnation of a fire spirit…”

Wouldn’t she be fine?

As if hearing someone’s murmur, Clemente’s blackened form twisted slightly.

“…What do we do!”

Clemente’s skin was peeling away as if burned.

“I need to go to the castle.”

Reder moved.

Whether to bring a mage from the castle or do something else, Clemente was in danger if things continued like this.

The hero who had stopped the avalanche alone.

He stretched his body for the first time in a long while.

Reder, the former commander of the Azure Territorial Knights.

Dust rose behind him as he ran with all his might.

**

Zephyrus was having a peaceful day for the first time in a while.

After roughly dealing with Nerhi’s matter, even the family elders who had been finding fault with everything stayed quiet.

They had sent so many long letters and reports by correspondence.

Of course, not now.

Zephyrus, who had finished all his paperwork, checked the time.

It was almost time for Clemente to come.

‘Should we visit Icetas today?’

In about five days, Zephyrus’s fiancée was scheduled to arrive.

His fiancée Liriart Demeter had notified him she was coming and emphasized that they must! see each other’s faces.

Liriart had said she had no intention of continuing the engagement, and he felt the same, so he wondered if there was really a need to meet face to face.

But Rossia had said that if he was human, he should at least thank her in person for everything up until now.

He didn’t like strangers.

But as a Duke, it couldn’t be helped.

Zephyrus sighed and steeled himself. If he just acted like he did with Harvie and Tei, there shouldn’t be any problems.

Clemente would be there too.

Until now, he’d had too much to handle and no time to visit Icetas. Whether for research or an outing, today he would definitely spend time with Clemente.

He savored this rare moment of leisure as he waited for her.

But then.

A low sound that instantly shattered that leisure reached his ears.

A sound he’d never heard before.

But instinctively, anxiety welled up.

“…What’s happening?”

He ordered the knight outside to go check the situation.

In the brief time it took to give that command, the sound changed.

It was believable enough to be called the sound of the sky breaking apart.

‘Clemente should be in the village at this time.’

Zephyrus clenched his fist tightly. His chest churned. He felt like something bad was about to happen.

“Your Highness! Please authorize the dispatch of mages!”

And as if confirming that ominous premonition was correct, Gwen’s urgent voice rang out.

“What’s the matter?”

“They say Clemente is burning in flames!”

Clatter!

Zephyrus stood up and his chair toppled backward.

“What are you saying? Explain in detail.”

“She became like that while stopping an avalanche. Fortunately, the avalanche didn’t have many casualties. But instead, Clemente…”…”

Gwen seemed to be saying something more.

However, his voice grew more and more distant.

‘Burning in flames?’

What does this mean?

She’s someone hot enough to be called a fireplace, so why would she burn in fire?

He would freeze others before freezing himself.

He had unconsciously thought Clemente would be the same.

But thinking about it.

‘She said fire appears when she bleeds.’

She was different from him in many ways.

Clemente, who had filled the warmth of the person he missed.

She had said it was nice that his side was cool.

Those words also meant she felt heat.

Right.

These were things he had considered insignificant until now.

And even if he had already known these things—

‘What can I do right now?’

Zephyrus’s mind went completely blank.

Had the avalanche that Clemente had eliminated fallen into his heart?

All worries, concerns, self-blame.

Pure white fear that mercilessly swept away all of it.

“Your Highness! Just say the word and I’ll go rescue Clemente!”

A single small crimson flame blooming purely through that fear.

Rescue.

Clemente.

Zephyrus’s reason had already disappeared along with the avalanche.

When he came to his senses, he was already.

“As expected. I feel most alive next to Master.”

Holding Clemente in his arms.

**

Gwen wondered why Zephyrus was acting like this. He just needed to give permission.

Given how much His Highness usually cared for Clemente, it wouldn’t be strange if he told everyone to go immediately.

The silence lasted only a few seconds, but not getting an immediate response was puzzling from his perspective.

Creak—

The room door opening when Clemente wasn’t there was also.

An impossible situation.

“Your Highness! Ugh!”

As soon as the door opened, a cold air colder than outside rushed in.

And Zephyrus coming out of the room was faster than the rushing cold air.

“Huh, what?”

For a moment, Gwen’s thoughts stopped.

Zephyrus had come out so quickly and immediately started running that he needed to determine whether what he saw was real or not.

He blinked several times, but he could still hear the sound of Zephyrus’s heavy footsteps going down.

He slowly followed behind Zephyrus.

His steps looked heavy and precarious, like a puppy just learning to walk.

He must have stepped outside the room he’d never been able to leave before in order to rescue Clemente.

At that speed, it seemed like he’d arrive only after the entire village had burned down, let alone rescue Clemente.

‘I think I should help him.’

Watching Zephyrus gradually freeze his surroundings as he walked made him think that even more.

At this rate, everyone else would end up knowing about Zephyrus’s situation.

He wrapped all of his mana around his body.

Even doing this, his body would still freeze as it broke through his own mana.

But Gwen now was different from ten years ago.

The past Gwen, who was less mature than now, had frozen the moment they held hands.

But someday—

He had worked hard to increase his mana so that he wouldn’t freeze even when patting Zephyrus on the back.

So now it would be fine.

Moreover, even if his upper body froze halfway, wouldn’t Clemente roughly thaw him out?

Having such positive thoughts, even his slight fear disappeared.

Thinking this way, he stood beside Zephyrus.

Zephyrus’s eyes were burning quite hotly, unlike their surroundings. With the sole desire to go to Clemente, that one wish alone.

Though he really hated the cold, Gwen used that as a fireplace and his mana as a shield as he went in front of Zephyrus.

“Get on my back, Your Highness! At that speed, it’ll be nighttime before we arrive!”

Zephyrus was someone who, except for Clemente, extremely feared touching anyone.

‘Even if His Highness refuses, I’ll have to forcibly carry him and run.’

He naturally thought a refusal would come, but immediately a heavy and cold His Highness climbed onto his back.

“As fast as possible.”

“Yes, yes. Just for today, I’ll be Your Highness’s horse!”

He had really thought very wrong. Right now, Zephyrus could only see Clemente.

It felt like only choices for that purpose remained instinctively.

Gwen ran at full speed, feeling his clothes freezing.

He would have been faster than a horse.

He himself didn’t freeze.

Zephyrus was also pleased with the speed.

When Gwen arrived at the scene like that.

He almost got burns on his face.

It was that hot.

‘Clemente is inside that?’

It was completely different from what he had imagined just hearing Reder’s words.

“Clemente.”

A firm voice came from behind Gwen, who was staring blankly at the blazing giant flames.

“Wait.”

“Wait, Your Highness! You’re going to go inside there?”

“I’m going. I can extinguish it. That’s Clemente’s heat.”

Since Zephyrus was the one who suppressed that heat.

He knew well that the biggest reason Clemente was by his side was because of his own curse.

He jumped into the flames without hesitation.

“Your Highness! Your Highness!”

Leaving Gwen’s voice behind.

**

It’s hot.

The warmth he had always wished for and craved could be this painful.

How much more difficult must it be for Clemente.

Until he held Clemente, he probably only had such thoughts.

“Clemente. Clemente. Are you conscious?”

“No… It’s still too hot.”

From where he embraced Clemente came the smell of burning leather.

It was the smell of Zephyrus’s clothes burning.

Since it was this bad as soon as he entered, Clemente’s clothes were already in tatters, needless to say.

Only now noticing this, he took off his clothes to cover her and embraced her again.

“These might burn up quickly too. But don’t worry. Before these clothes burn, I will definitely. Absolutely extinguish this fire.”

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