I Will Protect You, My Lord Demon - Chapter 0

“Idniss?”

“Ah. Yes.”

Even after hearing his reply, he didn’t look like Idniss. He didn’t seem like the Demon Lord I knew. As I remained silent, he leaned back as far as he could, looking up at the ceiling.

He wore a strange expression, a mix of fullness and satisfaction.

“I feel good. But my insides are hot. I’m thirsty. No. I’m not really thirsty. What is this? It feels like I swallowed a heated stone.”

Idniss’s rambling tone grew increasingly agitated.

“I’ve never felt like this before.”

He turned his head to the side, still looking at the ceiling. The sudden movement sent a chill down my spine.

“But… why are you in a place like that? Evan?”

“……”

“You should be by my side.”

Why does fear surge up first when he says such things with a face so handsome it makes my heart flutter? My lips parted. There was something I wanted to say, but my mind was blank.

In the end, I couldn’t say anything and just bit at the air a few times.

“Why.”

I flinched at his deeply lowered voice. He stood up. He pressed me with a fierce expression I had never seen before.

“Why are you looking at me with those eyes?”

It felt like an ice spear had pierced my spine. I stumbled forward a step.

“No. What are you talking about? What eyes?”

His eyes, sharper than before, stared straight at me. He reached out his hand to me.

“Then come here, Evan. Come to where you belong.”

No sooner had Idniss finished speaking than Srandur stepped in front of me. The sight of my young Demon Lord disappeared from my view.

“If you’re going to say such things, at least put some clothes on. Are you aware that you’re naked right now?”

“Ah. Is that so? But this much is-”

I peeked out slightly. Idniss snapped his fingers. Then, a white whirlwind rose from his feet and instantly enveloped his body.

“Simple.”

It was a style of clothing I had never seen before.

It looked like a mix of a suit and a uniform, and it was entirely black. White and silver accents were added to the cuffs and waist belt. A flamboyant cloak was draped over his shoulders, which was also jet black.

Dressed, he stretched out his arms towards me as usual. And that wasn’t all. He smiled with the most beautiful face in the world, as if he had left behind all his previous unpleasant expressions.

“How is it, Evan? I matched it to your dress.”

I wanted to grab Heon in the sky and ask him. What on earth did you do to this kid?

“But what have you been doing since earlier? Why are you behind that guy? Why aren’t you coming to me?”

I didn’t know what to say. After a moment’s hesitation, Idniss seemed to have come to a conclusion on his own.

“Ah, I see. You want to come to me, but you can’t because you’re being held back. Is that right?”

A fierce smile was a bonus.

Our eyes met again. But the feeling was completely different from before.

If there were a jewel born from darkness and fire, would it be like that? I couldn’t move a finger, and I couldn’t even breathe properly.

The moment I first met him came to mind.

The dark forest.

When I met the young Demon Lord in Chriss’s arms and as a wanted man being chased by users.

It was the same then as it is now. I couldn’t take my eyes off him, as if I was captivated by something.

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