When I returned to the room, the broken glass was cleaned up, and bandages and medicine were on the table. I skillfully healed my injured arm and took out a piece of paper and a pen. I needed to objectively summarize my situation.

First of all, Cheon Sa-yeons order. This had to be accomplished. If I didnt follow the progress in the novel, there may be some discrepancies, and now I was not in a position to openly defy Cheon Sa-yeon. I wanted to get rid of them all in my heart, but I couldnt because my body felt pain. Cheon Sa-yeon was a villainous boss who had neither blood nor tears, so if I disobeyed his orders, he would punish him relentlessly.

I was right to keep an eye on him, at least until I found a place to hide. I moved the pen.

「1. Any pain or sensation in the body feels normal. Death seems possible.

2. Whatever it is, if I want to be comfortable, I have to buy now.

3. I need a way to break the relationship with Cheon Sa-yeon.」

I wrote this far and laid down as if tossing a pen, leaning my back on the sofa. I had to go to theEmpress of Red Flames tomorrow and kidnapped her, but there were so many things I didnt know.

“…I dont know how to use my abilities.”

I was confident that I could use a knife or a gun well. With just that, there was no way I could threaten and kidnap someone who could handle fire freely.

I looked down at my empty hands. It reminded me of my original hand, which was not very good looking, full of scars and bumpy bones. In comparison, Han Yi-gyeols hands were much smaller, white, and slender… They really did seem likedelicate hands (섬섬옥수).

However, this pretty hand showed no sign of Han Yi-gyeols ability to wind. In the novel, he was able to handle wind with one hand skillfully. I looked at my palms with my palms open for a while, until exhaustion crept up and I lay down on the bed. I didnt do anything yet I was tired.

‘What the hell did I do to be under that guys (CSY) command.

I clicked my tongue. I remembered my past life when I was growing up as an orphan and struggling to live. If I had the ability to control wind, I would have had a more comfortable and free life. In the first place, Han Yi-gyeol was forcibly tied because of his younger sister.

…in fact, even that I couldnt understand because Ive never had anything like a younger sister in my life.

I closed my eyes, leaving behind the unpleasant thoughts. In an instant, my consciousness clouded and darkness fell.

* * *

“Ugh… Ugh…”

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