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    The sun shining down. In-ho continued to walk despite the sunlight stinging his skin.

    Where are we going, how much is left, how much longer do we have to walk today…

    He had no idea.

    No, I couldn’t think.

    “……”

    That night. He shed tears endlessly as he looked at the mountain of burning corpses.

    How sad it is to see the deaths of those who exchanged emotions.

    For him, who had lived a life of just over 30, loss was still an unfamiliar experience.

    When I close my eyes, they come to mind.

    Yeonhwa with her head cut off, Maehwa with half of her face melted, and General Gwan with his chest pierced and his eyes wide open.

    The more I remembered, the more nauseous I became and the more I cursed.

    But he couldn’t put them out of his mind, nor could he bury them.

    They burned to ashes and left a black mark not on his head but on his chest.

    A feeling of emptiness inside, a feeling of losing something.

    Did the Commander-in-Chief, who had his chest pierced, feel this way? he asked himself. But no answer came back.

    He walked shakily along the unkempt dirt road.

    I almost fell because I stepped on a rock, but Namgung So-yeon, who was right next to me, stopped me.

    “Wow! be careful! If you keep being dazed…”

    Namgung So-yeon said, pulling his tightly hugged arm further.

    She subtly put her arms close to her chest, and was watching him carefully to see if it was a ploy of her own.

    But he was like a tree and he just kept moving forward.

    It continued like this.

    He walked in a given direction and only rested when told to rest.

    No matter what you say, there is a mechanical response, and even if you try to seduce him, there is no response.

    Why?

    Has your love for yourself cooled?

    Namgung So-yeon shook her head.

    no.

    It was probably because I hadn’t come to my senses yet.

    It is said that the poison of the poisonous horse Zhuge Hui is very powerful.

    Not only is it life-threatening, but there are also stories of it controlling the mind of an addicted person.

    “Poison… you are still addicted.”

    Ah… poor person. How did something like this happen?

    Thinking of In-ho, who must have gone through all kinds of hardships, Namgung So-yeon’s tears welled up.

    “Prince Kang~”

    She smiled warmly and called him.

    “Yes.”

    Inho answered. Until the day before yesterday, I spoke with honorifics that made me feel like a wall, but after careful ‘education’, my speaking style returned to normal.

    Her ‘education’ is having a great effect in helping In-ho return to ‘normality’.

    However, it is not enough.

    ‘Originally’ Kang In-ho was not like this.

    Namgung Soyeon thought so.

    “Prince Kang. I love you.”

    “…Me too.”

    The answer seems to have been coded.

    Soyeon puffed out her cheeks.

    “Tell me in detail~”

    “I feel the same way as you.”

    “Confucius…”

    “……”

    She muttered coldly, but Inho resisted to his limit.

    “I need to get some training today.”

    “…I love you.”

    Inho responds immediately to the word education.

    Soyeon loved that reaction so much that she licked his neck with her tongue.

    Clap clap clap

    ‘Ah… how good would it be to sink my teeth into this neck and drink the blood?’

    Soon she shook her head.

    Has the urge to inhale already arrived?

    Being next to Inho seems to shorten the cycle of impulses.

    ” Confucius, the sun is scorching today, so let’s prepare for camping in the forest over there. ”

    Although the sun was still high in the sky, she declared the end of today’s march.

    After arriving at the forest, Soyeon briefly prepared for camping and then spent time talking while the sun set.

    The story was all about So-yeon talking and In-ho giving insincere answers.

    The night that came like that.

    Namgung So-yeon said that In-ho seemed to be weak due to the long journey and that she would prepare nutritious food to cheer him up.

    Then she went somewhere, and In-ho desperately hoped that a wild animal would attack him while she was gone.

    But despite his wishes, he was fine and Namgung So-yeon returned earlier than expected.

    “Good Soyeon has prepared dinner~”

    She was carrying something on her shoulder.

    From a distance, it looks like a swaddle.

    “There is nothing as delicious as the blood of a young woman. Today, I especially prepared something for Prince Kang~”

    It was a person.

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