Escape From The Tyrant

Revenge Plan (4)

The ballroom is an open space. It does not lead to a kiss.

Dylan knew the situation because he had already heard the report from Shadow.

Thousands of monsters attacked. Unrealistic Charlize performance.

"Don't worry. You know me, right?”

Dylan also wanted to keep Charlize by his side, starting with an escort.

If you say don't worry, how can I not worry?

Dylan was a man who would worry if Charlize went to play with monsters.

So, just in case, he added more Shadow to follow him.

And before Charlize entered the ballroom, the report she heard was quite shocking.

[The appearance of the grandmaster I saw on the day of the rebellion was very amusing.]

[That doesn't make sense. I don't know how to describe it ..]

[It was a terrifying monster. This is very different from the monsters we have seen so far. The grandmaster himself defeated thousands of them all in a short period of time. With a great sword.]

[It's the first time I've seen V so shocked. But if I had witnessed the scene right next to me, I might have fainted from the weakness in my legs.]

The Shadow reported with mixed emotions of excitement, admiration, and fear.

After a short delay when Charlize entered the dance hall according to procedure, Dylan heard all the secret reports from the terrace.

Since they saw and learned from the way Lucy handled the information guild, they already operated it as a high-level compatibility.

'He is a Teacher.'

Dylan was not surprised.

He already knows Charlize's skills.

He was Kiera before returning, so couldn't he kill the monster?

Dylan looked at Charlize's feet, not because her dress was too short, but to make sure there were no injuries.

"…I'm happy."

He's really relieved. Charlize is fine. At first glance, his expression turned red, and he looked a little happy.

'Dylan is as strong as I am.'

Charlize looked at Dylan and smiled.

Few people know that there is a real part of Ehyrit, and only Payne knows that he is Dylan.

Dylan was an unfathomable existence even for a secret magic tower. But if Charlize and Dylan work together, anything in this world is really possible.

It won't be long, though,

'We hold the sword together.'

He never used Dylan and the sword together with the same enemy.

In the rebellion, Charlize was in charge on the outside, Dylan was in charge on the inside, and even though she was actually fighting against the sword, she was only collaborating with Kahu.

The hope of wielding a sword with Dylan was greater than the sense of the reality of revenge. Is it because everything is going well?

Although it was a secret magic tower that everyone feared, he was not afraid. No, what Charlize was afraid of was not in this world. The only exception was Dylan's death.

"Lady."

“Ya, Mr.”

Despite being blindfolded, the mask was forbidden to reveal his identity, so it was called different.

Thus, if he called him His Majesty, everyone would instantly swarm around them.

Even the Emperor's presence was a secret.

So, Charlize felt this situation was a little new.

Refreshed.

To call him 'Master' and to be called 'Lady'.

Dylan's grip on Charlize's waist slowly loosened. He looked up to see the buffet food being served. Dylan's skin was pale.

“You seem to be enjoying meat lately.

Charlize's mind woke up.

Come to think of it, he's hungry. Hunger can be controlled, but the enjoyment of eating is another story.

Dylan seemed to think of this opportunity as a date after all this time. He craved beef, how did he know?

Dylan was naturally familiar with the subtle preferences that Charlize herself was unaware of. He soon came up with a rare, freshly cooked tenderloin steak.

Tenderloin is his favorite part recently because it is softer than marbling sirloin.

Soon Charlize had a tenderloin in her mouth. When she ate well, Dylan had a full face just by looking at her.

What a peaceful atmosphere.

The sword that cut the monster two hours ago is still alive.

"It's delicious."

He has a stronger craving for meat than his favorite shrimp or lobster.

It wasn't fully mature, so Charlize's softer flavor was even rarer. It was strange for him to treat Charlize with the absolute power of a tyrant and a genius brain was to ask her out to get more attention from him.

Dylan quietly sliced the steak instead. Bright red blood flowed out from the elegant silver blade.

Charlize suddenly realized. Dylan's arrangement doesn't stop there.

The density of the mask population is higher than usual because many people are present. In this situation, there are several rules in society, and one of them is dancing.

"But he broke the rules."

Since you have to cover your appearance and identity with a mask, the dance in which you switch opponents every 15 seconds is the standard of the mask dance.

But here at the moment. There are dance songs with quieter movements than formal dances.

you must officially offer a dance, breaking the implied rules of disguise without worrying about your dance partner.

It was an overly conservative rule for a dance party without a prior escort and there was no concept of a couple.

'Is this a date too?'

Dylan ruled as a tyrant for three years Charlize left the Empire, but she was very determined in her relationship with the opposite sex.

He was a man who could only be pinched by Charlize's hands, only listening to Charlize, and only allowing Charlize. No matter how much time had passed, he was an emperor who would remain steadfast in his stance.

Before and after her life, Charlize was the only one in Dylan's line.

Of course, he always knew, but there was a huge difference between knowing and suddenly feeling it.

“I'm glad you like it, Miss.”

Dylan spoke like a tame beast.

"…Thank you."

But contrary to what Charlize thought, who viewed Dylan as an innocent person, she found it hard to suppress her possessiveness.

Obsessions. Right, it's obsession. Undeniably, this is an obvious obsession.

For the peerless Charlize, even if she covered her face with a mask, the eyes of the nobles continued to be attracted. Charlize's atmosphere was strong and very clear as she acted as an evil god recently.

The nobles, fascinated by power, were still the same. Dylan, in particular, was furious when he felt that the young nobles who also served as knights glanced at Charlize.

The reason why he did not allow the dance to change opponents was because if he saw a man holding Charlize's hand other than Dylan, he wanted to destroy them all.

There are many ways to manipulate them from behind and secretly drive them to hell or destroy a family by choosing one person as an example.

- That's a possessive attitude.

Even in Rapine, her soldiers, including Chase, did not even want to talk to Charlize. Therefore, the imperial family fully supported Rapine. If you want something, come to the Emperor.

To the extreme if his anger is difficult to refrain from his desire to kill.

"I haven't even received her approval for a marriage proposal."

Charlize seemed to have forgotten, but Dylan was still conscious.

Without his consent, it made him nervous. No, actually, even if he had heard a definite answer, he would be completely insane. For Charlize.

“…”

Thirst passed, and he took a glass of wine from the servant's tray.

Charlize naturally followed Dylan to retrieve the wine glass, so in a flash, the emperor's eyes sank dangerously.

"Are you not working?"

From attitude to facial expressions, he knew he chose to reveal them for the secret magic tower they might be looking at.

Charlize, who did not think too much of those words, folded her eyes and said with a smile.

"I'd rather use a sword."

Charlize made eye contact with Dylan and tilted the wine glass to her mouth.

Dylan doesn't drink. After drinking about two sips, Charlize held the wine glass horizontally again.

Charlize's lips reflected in the chandelier's light were rather dangerous.

The mask is more open and cheerful than a formal party. Some people around them drink wine with hands adjacent to the opposite sex. This is called the shot of love as a culture today.

Charlize's gaze also reached the couple who were doing a love photo shoot. Dylan, who was looking, naturally held Charlize's arm.

Charlize's gaze returned.

“That's a good idea, isn't it? Trying something new."

He giggled instead of refusing and immediately followed what he saw and crossed Dylan's arms.

"What's…"

Unspecified freedom of anonymity feels comfortable for a moment. Charlize nonchalantly stretched her lips and did a love shot with the tyrant.

After all, the secret magic tower would have preferred if Charlize put Dylan in her hands and looked like she was playing with him.

"I'm not playing with him, but."

Dylan's hard arm muscles are felt at first sight as contact range increases with love shots.

Dylan and a quiet suit are always the best combination. The black hair that resembled the night sky was attractive.

It was strange to see each other with a mask, so it tickled under his ear. The wine is quite bitter.

'The alcohol level is quite high ...'

Adam Dylan's apple moves.

The voice he was sipping wine loudly was too audible in his sensitive ears.

A gaze fell on the emperor's lips.

After both of them had one shot, they could put down the glass.

"Will you give me the honor of dancing with you, Miss?"

Dylan politely extended his hand. Charlize felt that the emperor's eyes were as hot as the sun behind a golden mask.

He soon realized where he often saw his eyes. Dylan mostly had such a face on the bed.

“By pleasure.”

Charlize took his hand.

They walked to the center and danced together. It was a delicate and powerful dance like a sword dance. Like secret sexual union, the breath, hands, and skin occasionally intertwine and mix.

That's ticklish. Not just under the ears but also in the fingers.

It was like a sharp tongue sweeping through the air. The red and black blood pressed intoxicated and patiently waited.

But Charlize soon awakens from her dancing charm. Because it.

"!"

'Secret magic tower.'

It must be the witch from the secret magic tower.

'Why are you here? She's staring. What are you trying to plan?'

Hundreds of thoughts flashed across his head at the same time.

Charlize stopped Dylan's lead and stopped her dance.

Charlize had been fishing herself for the past week, throwing a fishing line and waiting. While riding the train, he got bait in the mountains. But the prey is careful.

They don't take the bait easily. But the person standing there looked at Charlize.

'Clearly.'

It was a witch from a secret magic tower, filled with evil. His entire body stiffened as if he had been submerged in cold water.

'Finally.'

Charlize's teeth are clenched.

The secret magic tower takes the bait.

And Charlize was confident that she would not miss this opportunity.

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