The moment Pessuss' eyes met, Irel felt it. He intended to attack her again.
‘Dangerous.’
Pessuss acted as if harming her was some major punishment for Lane. In his eyes, the one who had the Receiver, Irel was just a worthless obstacle.
Having died once, Raeyeon clearly understands how precious her life is. She doesn't want to lose it just because she gets involved in someone else's love war.
'I don't want to die in this place.'
Irel awkwardly tried to reach out, trying to stir up the energy inside. But Pessuss did not wait for her.
“Die.”
The curt order rang out. Just those two syllables are enough to express his attitude of treating human life like trash.
Despite her anger, Irel's hidden power remained unchanged, as if it had never been awakened. She used all her strength but was still hopeless, then despaired before the knife was close to her face.
Will die? The moment she closed her eyes tightly, a premonition of the end came.
WHAM—!!
Along with the familiar explosion, a hot stream of heat blew into her face. At the same time, a burning smell like burning wood also came.
“No, Maria!”
Pessuss's shrill scream rang in his ears. Startled, Irel opened her eyes. She saw the doll
carcquat
Pessuss's body had been burned black, turning into charcoal stuck to the floor.
Maybe that doll's name is 'Maria'. Once as delicate and beautiful as a living woman, it has now turned black, its shape no longer recognizable. Looking bewildered at that pitiful figure, she raised her head and saw the broad and strong back of a man blocking her face.
“You bastard, Pessuss.”
Varkan never turned back. But just by hearing that voice through gritted teeth, Irel knew. He was extremely angry, a rare sight.
“What the hell is this?”
Varkan's indifferent face, fleeting across his cheek, exuded such ferocity that it sent chills down one's spine. It's hard to believe this is the man who always smiles and mocks others.
“Dare to attack my Receiver, right in my house?”
Faced with Varkan's frantic and angry tone, Pessuss belatedly realized the situation. He looked at Irel with surprised eyes, then threw away the burned doll and quickly knelt down in front of Varkan.
“I'm sorry. I didn't realize it was Lord Varkan's Receiver and made a big mistake…”
“Mistake?”
At the same time, another fire appeared
boom
up violently. The poor doll, which had already turned into coal, now shattered into ashes, flying in the air.
Clearly, Varkan wanted to blow up Pessuss like that. This is a direct and threatening warning sent to him. Unable to not know that, Pessuss' face immediately turned pale.
“I'm so sorry, Lord Varkan. And Lady Receiver too.”
Pessuss was not good with words, so he didn't make any further excuses but put his head on the ground. Lane, confused by the unexpected situation, stared at Pessuss's back with trembling eyes. Then, perhaps because she was reassured, she knelt down on the spot.
“Ah…”
“Are you okay, Lane?”
Lane's face turned white, looking like he was about to faint. Seeing that, Irel quickly came to help her.
Habits are hard to break, Pessuss unconsciously threw a fierce look in that direction. But then he noticed Varkan's eyes and quickly bowed his head back. However, the observant Varkan grasped the entire situation.
“So that's what happened.”
Varkan's eyes looking at Lane who was leaning against Irel quickly turned cold.
“You take a good look, Pessuss.”
Varkan stepped closer with heavy steps. He looked at Lane, who had almost lost consciousness, with meaningful eyes. Even though he never threatened or used violence, just that look was enough to make people suffocate with fear.
“Sir Varkan.”
Sensing a bad omen from his attitude, Pessuss quickly opened his mouth to beg. Although he behaves like a cruel person, it is clear that he has certain feelings for Lane. That was shown through his trembling when he feared what Varkan might do to Lane.
Luckily, Varkan didn't budge from his spot. On his face, expressionless with anger, only his glowing eyes and lips moved.
“Irel Elorance is my Receiver, and will be the master of this place.”
"I'm sorry for not knowing. I didn't know that news..."
“Shut up and listen carefully.”
“You know I don't like noise.” Varkan shouted. Pessuss quickly closed his mouth.
“From now on, if a single hair of my fiancee is injured, your Receiver will die.”
“I-I'll remember.”
“If it makes my fiancee uncomfortable or scared, it's the same.”
"…I got it."
"No. You better never appear in front of me again. You bastard."
Faced with Varkan's anger that showed no signs of abating, Pessuss did not know what to do but bow his head. Even Irel looked scared.
She thought to herself, Varkan really has a talent for behaving like a person
animals
. But today, she realized she had underestimated his potential. Varkan is a man who could become much more ruthless if he wanted to.
‘Compared to him, I am truly a fairy.’
Regardless, he saved her life and gave her a strong warning to ensure she was not in danger in her own mansion again. The protective attitude that Varkan showed surprised Irel. Especially considering how he had exploited the “real” Irel Elorance like trash.
‘Ah, so dead.’
That emotional feeling was probably revealed through his eyes. Feeling her sparkling gaze, Varkan turned around, frowned slightly, then was surprised
obese
laugh. It was as if her actions were innocent yet adorable.
The smile that flashed across that angry, fierce face, for a moment, made Varkan surprisingly handsome. To be honest, Irel had only ever perceived his beauty in terms of appearance. But before that smile, her heart skipped a beat for the first time.
“If you look away for a moment, you'll cause trouble.”
Different from swearing at Pessuss, his tone towards Irel became polite again.
“Really.”
Varkan gently scolded then suddenly held out his hand, signaling her to take it. When Irel hesitantly placed his hand, he naturally laced his fingers with hers and pulled her away.
“Ah, wait. Lane is in the back…”
"Pessuss will take care of her himself. After all, she is his Receiver."
Varkan gently but firmly pulled her away. Being half hugged and half pulled away by him, Irel had to follow.
‘We have to find a way to get Lane out of here soon.’
Irel thought to himself. Realizing that she was absent-minded, Varkan deliberately spoke up to attract attention.
“How did you get out of the garden?”
“Ah, I happened to hear Lane crying so I followed, then…”
"Choco must be guarding the exit. How strange."
Irel was startled and secretly turned her head away, avoiding his suspicious eyes. Varkan's eyes narrowed further, but luckily he did not inquire further.
"Your sudden disappearance made Chellos extremely worried. He blamed himself for losing his Master."
"Ah, that's right. Chellos."
Irel belatedly remembered the loyal butler, she thought to herself
dead
. She completely forgot about him because she was caught up in Lane and Pessuss' love war.
"What should I do? I really feel sorry for Chellos."
"Of course I feel guilty. Next time, you must inform me of your whereabouts before disappearing. It's better not to disappear."
Faced with that hateful sarcasm, Irel turned to look at Varkan bewilderedly. Wait… isn't it because of him?
If Varkan had not broken his appointment with someone from the Palace, Chellos would not have had to represent him to welcome Huan. And Irel, left alone, would not have walked in the garden on her own and was carried away by Lane's cries.
However, Varkan ignored all of that and shamelessly blamed her, truly worthy of the demeanor of an excellent villain. She glared at him with displeasure, and Varkan slightly narrowed the corners of his eyes, laughing sweetly.
“How is your body?”
"My body? Why do you suddenly ask that?"
At the sudden question, Irel blinked, not understanding the meaning. Varkan lowered his voice, whispering mysteriously.
“Because you looked so hot to me, I thought I could do it.”
Immediately, her earlobe, where his breath hit, felt like it was on fire. Irel held her red ears and looked up at him with a blushing face.
Her eyes were full of protest, wondering how he could say that in broad daylight. But those eyes were so lovely and innocent, making Varkan yearn even more.
The uniqueness that Irel suddenly showed, the girl he thought would be docile and boring, fascinated him. The unexpected reaction stimulated his interest, making him come up with the mischievous idea of wanting to corner her even more.
It's all because Irel Elorance made him
erect
. Then, shouldn't she use that sweet body like forbidden fruit to fill his hunger?
Like a brief flash of fire, Varkan caught fire. He suddenly tightened his arms around her, making Irel almost glued to him. She was surprised why Varkan did that, then horrified by the feeling
tough
poking my stomach.
“Wait. Why, why…”
Why did you put it up…?