The World Mistakes Me for Terminally Ill - Chapter 93
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The World Thinks I’m Terminally Ill Episode 093
The pieces of the statue we had broken earlier were rolling around carelessly in the corridor.
“Didn’t you see any box office staff?”
“No. I haven’t met anyone alive to begin with.”
“Then where did you get your mask?”
“I didn’t receive it separately, but I was naturally wearing it right after entering the theater.”
Something eerie flowed down the back of my neck.
Does this make sense? How can it be so different?
We entered the same ballroom, but the entry method was markedly different, and the fact that he was naturally wearing a mask despite not receiving one was unsettling.
Shubel’s invitation was a fake artificially made by Erban. The fake had entered the ballroom without any hindrance.
But the fact that he was even given a mask… doesn’t that mean someone noticed him and ‘permitted’ his entry?
‘So the designer of this ball, I mean.’
Perhaps the invitation wasn’t a ‘trap’ to lure us here after all.
I thought of the children left without adult protection in this situation and muttered.
“I’m worried about Kai.”
There are those looking after me, but I’m worried about the child left alone.
Since coming to Lunein, I often organized my thoughts together with Kai, so I already missed that small warmth.
Shubel hesitated and looked back at me.
“I hope he hasn’t gotten hurt anywhere.”
I quietly murmured with a sigh.
Shubel, who had been silently listening to my words, opened his mouth.
“Excuse me for a moment.”
He lifted me into the air in one swift motion. Thanks to that, the flow of thoughts spinning in my head was abruptly cut off.
As I opened my eyes wide in surprise, a jet-black sword appeared in the air.
Erban, who belatedly noticed that one of the daggers he had been holding in both hands had disappeared, was shocked.
“Ah! My shadow fox!”
“I’m borrowing it for a moment.”
“You already took it and then say you’re borrowing it? I can only make three right now!”
Shubel lightly ignored Erban’s protest as he always had.
“Wait a moment, Shubel-“
“Madam.”
Since he had lifted me up with one hand, I had no choice but to instinctively wrap my arms around his neck.
When I frantically hit his broad shoulders in shock, asking to be put down, I heard a languid voice tinged with laughter.
“To such a dangerous place, with your ailing body, I don’t understand why you came without even telling me to come with you.”
A tone that was somehow strangely irritable and seemed angry.
‘…That was just because there wasn’t time.’
And I brought Erban with me, didn’t I?
Using an S-rank assassin as an escort, thinking that my safety would be in danger was overprotection itself.
…Of course, since danger did arise, I have nothing to say.
I was flustered by the change in his usually gentle tone.
‘What is he angry about?’
I was bewildered by his direct emotional expression, so unlike the man who would look bored and say ‘so what’ regardless of whether villains picked fights with him, and just blinked my eyes.
Shubel swung his jet-black sword.
“The one by your side right now is me.”
An angel statue that had jumped out from a corner of the maze-like complicated path as the ballroom expanded was shattered to pieces.
Crash-!
His purple eyes blazed brightly.
“Are you so worried about that child?”
“What?”
“Enough to allow him the title of mother, is that child’s father…?”
He suddenly closed his mouth.
His sharp jawline stood out as the man’s Adam’s apple tensed tightly.
“…I misspoke.”
After that, Shubel silently focused on dealing with enemies.
I had no time to admire his swordsmanship that was hard to follow with my eyes.
‘Is it because Kai called me mom?’
That was just for disguise.
And aren’t there familiar words that come out when you’re in a hurry? It wasn’t strange for the word “mom” to come out instinctively.
‘The child’s father? What does that mean?’
From behind, I could hear Erban grumbling, ‘Ah! Brother, please go easy!’
I glanced at the man’s coldly hardened profile.
This somehow isn’t anger but-
‘Jealousy?’
It seems like.
…I must be mistaken, right?
I was having idle thoughts and shook my head to dismiss them.
‘What kind of delusion is this in the middle of combat.’
For now, since there wasn’t time for long explanations, I decided to simply appease Shubel.
“I know too.”
I understand everything even if I don’t know exactly what you’re upset about. We’re allies, so please refrain from being angry with me.
“Kai is just… I can’t forget.”
I’m worried because he’s still a baby dragon who’s only 100 years old. You’re an adult, so please understand.
“Still.”
“…”
“Right now, it’s only you. I know that.”
So if you drop me, I’ll die! You have to hold me properly! Got it?!
‘Ah, I almost bit my tongue.’
Somehow, the more I spoke, the more blue veins stood out on Shubel’s hand gripping the sword.
Due to Shubel’s increasingly violent movements, broken statue fragments flew in all directions.
I was startled and buried my face deep into his shoulder.
I felt awkward, wondering if I had troubled him by talking to someone in the middle of combat.
Since I felt like I’d really bite my tongue if I raised my head again, I mumbled quietly while buried.
“…I’m sorry.”
Sorry for being a burden. But I’m the one paying you. How can a person be good at everything?
If I had raised my head there, I probably could have seen the sunken face of a man caught in terrible defeat for the first time in his life, but unfortunately(?) that didn’t happen.
The battle ended.
Due to the maze-like changed paths, we emerged not in the original huge storage room, but in a second-floor space where the ballroom was visible at a glance.
“Ugh, it’s over! Why are there so many monsters? I thought the Thousand-Year War wasn’t over yet.”
Erban complained dramatically and sprawled out spread-eagle.
Of course, Shubel paid no attention and carefully set me down on the ground.
He was silent for a moment before opening his mouth.
“Yes, madam. I will keep it… in mind.”
Since I had summarized everything during combat, I was wondering if I should explain again, but I was relieved that he understood.
I smiled wistfully with the meaning of ‘you’re quite something.’
This was because I remembered countless gentlemen who couldn’t recognize rejection as rejection even when I was direct with them. Compared to those guys, Shubel was an excellent student.
“What time is it now?”
“11:50.”
Who would have thought it would take 20 minutes just to get here.
This was all due to the bizarrely changed background, the enlarged ballroom, and the suddenly pouring monsters.
‘Can’t other people feel this?’
I looked down at the ballroom with curiosity, then jumped in shock.
Servants seeing off departing guests, visitors exchanging greetings, people quietly cleaning up the surroundings.
Among them, I could see ‘monsters’ scattered here and there. The angel and swan statues that had been chasing us, that is.
Those monsters were mixed in among the real ‘humans’, pretending to be people. And the others didn’t notice it.
“It’ll be hard to leave quietly, won’t it?”
Erban, who had suddenly stood up from his seat, looked down and whistled softly.
I frowned.
“Do you think they’ll attack if we go down?”
“You saw earlier. How they chased after us like hounds the moment they spotted us. It means we’re already marked.”
“What’s the probability other people will get caught up in it?”
“100%.”
Perhaps because it was just before the end of the ball, the entrance was extremely crowded.
I bit my lips as I watched children clinging to the hem of their accompanying adults’ clothes, rubbing their sleepy eyes.
“What do you want to do, Master? Should we still go down and have a fight?”
Looking at Erban’s face grinning as if he already knew the answer, I sighed and poked his side.
“Ugh!”
“Wait. For now… until as many people as possible leave.”
“Yes sir.”
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