I’m in the Arms of the Cursed Grand Duke - Chapter 63

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Chapter 63

Zephyrus’s firm voice.

Even to her ears, hot and stuffy, his voice came through clearly.

It seemed like he was cheering her on, telling her never to give up.

“Me too. I’ll stay strong.”

Clemente closed her eyes while nestled against Zephyrus’s chest.

Somehow she felt breathless. Her nose tingled.

She wasn’t sure what this emotion was.

But one thing was certain.

She would never forget being held in this cool and unexpectedly solid embrace.

Whoosh—

Following her emotions, the heat surged even more. Realizing this, Clemente tried to empty her mind again, breathing out very slowly and deeply.

“Clemente.”

“Yes.”

“Don’t do this again next time.”

He meant not to do it while sacrificing her own body.

“That’s unfair…”

“Unfair?”

Zephyrus’s hand wrapped around Clemente’s back tightened.

But Clemente really felt it was unfair.

Of course, it was true that she had released her heat with all her might, but she hadn’t known she would completely lose control.

She had never lost control before, and this was also the first time she had lost consciousness like this.

‘The heat has become much stronger.’

Of course, as her body grew, her heat had grown along with it.

It felt like the heat grew automatically just as much as her body could handle, as if it knew exactly how much her body could endure.

But this time was different.

She couldn’t endure it.

‘It’s too long to explain right now.’

It’s difficult.

Clemente silently grasped Zephyrus’s hand tightly with both hands.

It meant to stop lecturing and quickly suppress this heat.

“Let’s talk about it later.”

Zephyrus also closed his eyes and concentrated.

Gradually, the flames began to subside.

Meanwhile, at the outskirts of the village.

Those who had been watching Clemente engulfed in flames and Zephyrus entering into them stood with their mouths agape.

“What, who is that?”

“They looked exactly like the Previous Duke…”

“You saw that even though they passed by in an instant?”

“Well, they had silver hair. And they were pale and pretty.”

“…”

The vassals murmured and reached one conclusion.

“Isn’t that the Duke?”

“Right! Weren’t they carried here by that knight?”

“That’s the captain of the Azure Knights!”

“Then really… that’s the Duke?”

Whoosh! As if confirming it, the fire blazed fiercer.

And—

Whoooosh!

Tremendous wind pressure.

A wind fiercer than a typhoon swept through. However, it was not ordinary wind.

One side was so cold it felt like flesh would be torn off. The other side was so hot it felt like flesh would melt.

Winds with extreme temperatures tangled madly in one space.

Every time the flames trying to keep expanding collided with the cold air trying to suppress them, surreal scenes unfolded.

Burning flames would freeze white, then be extinguished while spewing out enormous amounts of steam.

Eventually, they would overcome the cold air and scatter explosively.

A situation that couldn’t be considered possible through human power.

“Wow. What on earth is happening…”

“We safely got through the avalanche, so that’s fortunate… right?”

“Clemente… will be alright, won’t she?”

“Why the sudden honorifics…”

It was unreasonable for those watching this scene to view Clemente and Zephyrus as ordinary people.

“It feels like we should…”

They couldn’t help but nod their heads automatically.

“Move, move further back.”

The surroundings repeatedly froze and boiled hot, expanding their territory.

People didn’t even think of running away and just stood there dazed

How long did these two opposing beings fight like that?

The fire clearly reduced in size.

“Wait! Move back further! Ah, damn!”

Gwen sensed ferocity within the smaller fire demon.

And sure enough.

The compressed flames rode the wind and flew all the way to where the vassals were.

Gwen swung her sword to block the flames, but she couldn’t block all the sparks spreading simultaneously.

“Those who are fine with their stamina right now, let’s put out the fire first!”

“Me! I’ll go!”

Normally, snow would fall and fire couldn’t survive.

But now, even the clouds were splitting due to the pressure created by Clemente and Zephyrus.

Fortunately, while they were putting out the fire, all the fires originating from Clemente’s heat were also extinguished.

That meant.

“Your Grace!”

The silhouettes of Clemente and Zephyrus became visible. Just as Gwen was about to run over.

“Wait, Gwen.”

Zephyrus, pale without a trace of color, stopped Gwen.

“Take off your clothes first.”

“Pardon?”

“Take them off.”

“Yes.”

Instead of asking why, Gwen immediately took off her upper garment.

“Throw it.”

“Yes.”

Zephyrus wrapped Clemente with those clothes.

He tried to stand up while holding her but staggered.

“Your Grace!”

“It’s fine. I’m okay.”

Zephyrus was also tired.

It was difficult.

His clothes were also half burned away and his vision blurred as if he might lose consciousness at any moment.

Even so, Clemente was someone he wanted to take responsibility for until the end.

Even while staggering, Zephyrus did not let go of Clemente.

Though it was slow, though it took a long time, he succeeded in carrying her all the way into the castle and laying Clemente down.

“….”

And Gwen, who had been quietly watching from the side, caught him as he collapsed.

“Everyone stay back. You’ll freeze.”

Gwen’s arm that was now touching Zephyrus was also beginning to freeze.

Since both Zephyrus and Gwen were bare-skinned, it seemed to happen faster.

“Ugh, I really hate being cold.”

Anyway, the place where Zephyrus had brought Clemente to lay her down was his own bedroom.

Gwen laid Zephyrus right next to Clemente and covered them with a blanket.

“You’ve worked hard, Your Highness.”

And Clemente too.

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Clemente opened her eyes.

The last thing she remembered was Zephyrus’s moist silver eyes.

‘What happened? Did Master manage to block it well? How long was I unconscious? This looks like Master’s room?’

As she slowly moved her body and regained consciousness.

“Mmm….”

She heard a groan from beside her.

“Master?”

Zephyrus was breaking out in cold sweat.

Though he was clearly gaunt, she was momentarily captivated by his beauty that had become even more refined.

‘This isn’t the time for that.’

Seeing that the area around the bed was damp, it seemed like ice had formed from his sweat and was melting from Clemente’s heat.

“Master. Master, please wake up.”

When she carefully placed her hand on his forehead, he had quite a severe fever. At times like this, Clemente’s heat wasn’t particularly helpful.

Bringing Airite would be the most reliable option.

As she sat up abruptly, the blanket slid down and brushed against her exposed skin.

She was bare-skinned.

“Ah.”

However, for Clemente, not having a top on wasn’t important.

The only inconvenience she felt was not being able to go out quickly.

‘I need to put on clothes to go out.’

Clemente roughly tended to her wounds and moved while covering her chest with a tablecloth from the bedside table.

When she reached the door, there were clothes laid out.

“Ah, as expected. I thought there would be.”

Since they had made it to the manor, at least Gwen, Rossia, or the Dowager Duchess would know about Clemente and Zephyrus’s situation.

She thought that since they couldn’t enter carelessly, at least some thin clothes would be left under the door.

Fortunately, her thought was correct.

Since Northern outerwear was thick, it was a white dress that felt like underwear, but that alone was sufficient.

But it would shock anyone who saw her, so she should go to the next room to properly dress.

Clemente put on the dress and went back to look at Zephyrus’s face.

“I’ll bring the physician right away. Please wait just a moment.”

Saying that, she tried to wipe Zephyrus’s sweat by placing her sleeve against his nape.

With a snap, her wrist was caught.

“Master?”

“Cle… mente?”

Zephyrus’s half-opened eyes still lacked focus.

“Yes. It’s Clemente.”

“Are you okay. Moving around like that.”

“Of course. I’m healthy.”

“Your wounds.”

His cracked voice, as if he had just woken up, contained only concern for Clemente. Anyone could see that he was the one in poor condition.

“I’m fine. I’ve healed quickly from wounds since I was young. This will heal quickly too. Think about your own body, Master. Didn’t you overdo it?”

“Good. As long as you’re okay.”

He let out a low sigh and shifted his body. As he turned his back, the blanket that had been covering up to his neck slipped down slightly, revealing his snow-white shoulder.

There was a wound that looked like a fresh burn.

“Oh!”

“What.”

“This is because of me, isn’t it?”

Clemente gently caressed around the wound as if tracing it.

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