Thought It Was 'The End', Only to Return to a Changed Genre - Chapter 128
Kaitlyn bit her lip hard and glanced to the side.
“Are you listening to me? Kaitl…”
“Yes, of course, Princess.”
“Hmm…”
Mia blinked slowly with a dazed expression. Kaitlyn took advantage of that moment to detach Mia from herself.
Then, she cast a light hypnosis spell on everyone she made eye contact with, making them feel an inexplicable liking for her.
Controlling people was that easy.
If she couldn’t control someone directly, she would target those around them.
Kaitlyn smiled at the approaching nobles of Delmuz, hiding her anxiety.
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“I’m telling you, I’m fine!”
“How can someone fine vomit blood?”
“I don’t understand it either, but I’m telling the truth!”
Adeline was about to pound her chest in frustration, but Shane grabbed her wrist. He held her wrist firmly and spoke with a stern expression.
“I told you not to hide it if you’re feeling unwell.”
“I’m really not sick…”
The nausea she had felt, similar to motion sickness, disappeared like a lie after she vomited blood one last time.
In fact, she felt even lighter than before she had vomited blood.
It was almost like the bloodletting treatments she had only heard about.
However, it was difficult to explain the concept of bloodletting in a world based on Western culture, even if it was created by a Korean author.
The problem was that the amount of blood she vomited was too much, even for bloodletting.
“I really don’t have any pain! My stomach feels better too!”
“So your stomach was bothering you?”
Jeff interjected, hitting the mark.
“Don’t butt in, Brother. I just had a bit of indigestion.”
“When else should I butt in if not now?”
Adeline, who had intended to respond playfully to his unusually firm tone, closed her mouth. It wasn’t just Shane—Gregory, Patrick, and even Jeff all looked unusually serious.
Gregory ran a hand through his sweat-dampened, graying hair and sighed.
“Adeline… look at yourself right now. If Emma had seen this, she would have fainted.”
“I must have bitten my tongue wrong…”
Patrick shook his head.
“If that much blood came from your tongue, you would have died from blood loss.”
“But I’m really fine, and I’m telling you the truth. If you don’t believe me, what else can I say?”
Shane lightly squeezed Adeline’s wrist before letting go, signaling her to focus on him. When she looked at him, he spoke in a voice filled with restrained frustration.
“Please don’t stay still until the healer arrives. I might say something in anger that I don’t mean.”
“…Okay…”
She figured it was best to wait until the healer, or anyone really, arrived to confirm that she was indeed fine. After all, Adeline herself was the one most curious about what had happened. She had never experienced anything like this, even in her dreams.
Looking at the blood that had stained Shane’s shirt bright red, she could understand why they were so shocked. Considering she already looked weak and then suddenly vomited blood, anyone would be alarmed…
Adeline raised her hand and fixed Shane’s fallen bangs, worried they might poke his eyes. While she was at it, she also wiped the bloodstains off his otherwise tidy face with her fingers. Shane frowned as if he was about to get angry but let her clean his face without complaint.
He seemed like he wanted to question her timing—whether now was really the right time to wipe off blood—but he restrained himself, especially in front of Gregory. As he had mentioned earlier, he might explode in anger if he opened his mouth.
At that moment, Edwin burst in with the healer.
Edwin, drenched in sweat and panting, opened the door with a dramatic flair. Adeline was slightly surprised.
‘The person who always said his lungs and legs were too delicate and fragile to be overworked.’
Despite the dramatic entrance, Edwin stopped to catch his breath once inside and let the healer pass him to enter the room first. The healer, with a look of alarm in their eyes, shrank back slightly under the fierce gazes of the people gathered in the room.
“I heard you collapsed dramatically. Your complexion doesn’t look too bad.”
“I’m tired of saying I’m fine, so please just examine me first.”
Adeline tried to let go of Shane’s hand so the healer could examine her more easily, but she noticed her wrist was bare.
“Huh?”
The thin gold bracelet Genevieve had given her was gone.
“What’s wrong?”
“I lost the bracelet Genevieve gave me… I must have dropped it.”
“I’ll buy you another one just like it.”
Jeff flaunted his wealth. Adeline glared at him in annoyance.
“Genevieve said she personally blessed it. It’s strange. She said that even though it’s thin, it wouldn’t break.”
Shane exchanged looks with Edwin and Jeff.
A blessed item wouldn’t break unless it had exhausted its power.
For something blessed by the Saintess with true sincerity to break, it must have been protecting her from a powerful attack or curse.
