Chapter 142
I’m Not the Final Boss’ Lover
Meyer asked back blankly as if he couldnât believe it.
âYou wouldnât have come if it were other people?â
âIf another had remained alone in the dungeon, I would naturally have sent the Commander or another member of the expedition.â
My eyebrows frowned. No matter how nosy I was, I didnât bother buying and struggling.
I had something to tell Meyer and I had to come in person because I had to be the one to bring him, so I came in directly⦠If it had been anyone else, I wouldnât have bothered to come in. I sighed and shook my head.
âThe Commander sometimes seems to see me as a saint⦠Iâm also logical, selfish, and snobbish enough to have my priorities in order. Thatâs why I wouldnât risk coming for anyone like this.â
âBut what about at the time of the treatment for April? Didnât you volunteer for the role of getting hurt first?â
Meyer brought up the time when I had tried to use Holy Devotion to save April.
The unpleasantness of that moment flashed through my mind, and I flinched. My lips quivered a few times.
But then I decided to be frank, didnât I? I murmured quietly.
âAt that time⦠I didnât want the leader to get hurt.â
âMe?â
Meyer asked back. Listen properly and donât be so emphatic, itâs embarrassingâ¦!
I clenched my bottom lip.
Meyer seems to have mistaken me for something noble, but itâs all an illusion.
How cumbersome it was for the illusion to bind me like shacklesâ¦
But when it came time to strip away the illusion, I suddenly felt afraid.
Perhaps my true self deviated from the noble rationality he envisioned?
If so⦠Then would he even like me, selfish and snobbish, like he used to?
However, having made it so clear, I could not retreat now. I confided in him frankly.
âIâm selfish and think about my priorities. I⦠I thought it was better for me to get injured than for the Commander to get injured.
âHa.â
Meyerâs mouth opened blankly and let out a sigh.
He didnât think I would say that, so he slowly blinked and looked at me.
I immediately lowered my eyes. I was embarrassed to make eye contact with him.
âItâs like that for the mana circuits, too. It was the leader who endured the pain, so it was the leader who kissed me.â
Then I stopped speaking for a while.
I raised my head again. I wanted to say these words properly.
I had already said them once, but looking back again made them even clearer.
I spoke clearly.
âBecause I like the Commander⦠No, Meyer Knox.â
The answer to my confession was silence.
I didnât know if it was a pleasure or not⦠I just stared at the tip of Meyerâs toes with my mouth closed.
His neck, which was revealed at first glance outside his black armor, was heated up.
Is he angry?
Maybe he was disappointed because I only made excuses without apologizing.
Indeed, taking out the words that I liked him in such a situation might have sounded like an excuse to escape the situation.
I was quick to add that that was not my intention.
âBut⦠Iâm sorry for hiding what happened with the mana circuit. I apologize for that. I just didnât want to worry the⦠Commander at that time.â
ââ¦â
âNow Iâll take care of my health as the Commander wants. Try not to get hurt, andâ¦â
I murmured, listening to Meyerâs mood. Nevertheless, Meyerâs face did not unfold.
I had no idea how to make him feel better. I clenched my eyes and reached out to Meyer.
âBecause Iâm such a human being⦠You may have been disappointed with me. But weâre going back. Together.â
The hand I held out shook involuntarily.
Meyer only looked at my hand for a long time.
What, no matter how much I apologizeâ¦
Did I not apologize enough?
Yes. Maybe so. Maybe Iâve been thinking too much by my own standards. Meyer is a more sensitive personâ¦
The moment I opened my mouth to say sorry again, Meyer suddenly grabbed my hand.
I donât know how tightly he grasped my hand, but it was so tight that my body went right along with it and hugged his chest.
Meyer mumbled as he held me in his arms.
âWhat do you mean disappointment? That doesnât make sense.â
Meyer put his forehead on my forehead. His eyes shone like stars under the cast shadow.
âI am⦠Iâm just so happy that you cared about me this much.ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Then Meyer put my hand on his chest. Even on the hard and cold armor, I could feel how strong his heart was beating.
Meyer asked in a voice full of excitement and joy.
âItâs me you like the most, wherever you are, isnât it?â
âOf course. I like the Commander best.â
I answered with more confidence than before. Meyerâs eyes became honeyed.
âIf so, then⦠Call me from Meyer from now on. Itâs okay only when itâs the two of us, without people.â
I called his name when I came to the dungeon, and I called his name many times even in the first round.
However, when it came time to say it in this situation, I felt awkward. I awkwardly spoke his name.
ââ¦okay, Meyer.â
At that moment, as soon as I said his name, Meyer held my cheek and kissed me.
The name I had said disappeared from the tip of my tongue to the tip of his tongue.
Meyer, who was much taller than me, was so aggressive in his approach that I wobbled and fell backward. But before falling, Meyerâs hand snatched my waist.
Unable to move, I clutched only his forearms and received his passionate kiss.
After a few moments, Meyer released me.
I finally let out a breath.
It was only the murky air of the demon world coming in on my respiratory tract, but even that pleased me.
I thought that if we were going to kiss in a dungeon, we would have to defeat the Demon King. Nothing ever goes according to plan, but I didnât see this coming.
Slowly I began to calm down and told Meyer.
âI have a favor to ask of you, too.â
âWhat is it?â
âDonât call me [1]âyou.â Donât do anything dangerous and take care of your health.â
I said jokingly, smiling and laughing at Meyer, who asked back as if he would listen to anything.
Meyerâs face shook with unknown emotions.
He muttered in a low, locked voice as if he was speechless.
ââ¦youâre reallyâ¦â
âOho.â
â⦠Jun.â
Meyer spoke slowly.
Usually, Meyer often called me Jun, but at this moment, the name he called me was sweet.
I smiled satisfactorily and reached out to Meyer once again.
âWeâre really going back now, Meyer.â
Meyerâs hand grasped mine. Our opposing hands were tightly bound, as if in trust and affection for each other.
***
Countess Nerus glared at the golden Falcon that Tragula had placed there. Evidence of the first hero still shone brilliantly despite the thousand years of time.
âThose that survive a thousand years or so, just by luck.â
Countess Nerus bit her lip. Her eyes glittered with the frustration of having what was hers taken from her.
Itâs not well known, but her family, the Nerusâs, like Grand Duke Knox, was a family of expedition captains who had been active since the time the Demon King first appeared in this world a thousand years ago.
Her ancestor was a member of the same expeditionary force as the first emperor.
However, because of a difference of opinion, her ancestor was kicked out of the heroâs expedition and formed their own expedition. And although the expeditionary force became almost as large as that of the heroes, it was the very expeditionary force of the heroes that entered the last battle against the Demon King.
After the heroic expedition defeated the Demon King, only the seven heroes, including the hero who became the emperor, kept the sweet juice of the peaceful world to themselves.
How hard her ancestor had also tried to protect this world.
However, the hardships of her ancestor and their expedition members were evident.
Just because they were of a different lineage, which competed with the heroâs expedition!
Her ancestor, who had helped bring about peace, was only given the title of Baronâ¦
The desperate resentment of her ancestor came down through the generations of Nerus.
While the Nerus family tried to somehow revive the family, they also devoted their lives to destroying the families of other heroes.
They knocked down the other heroesâ houses one by one under the water.
Either they let the flames of rebellion light up and get out of it, or they marry a heroâs family and do not have an heir, causing the generation to end graduallyâ¦
The Cornu family, a descendant of the Heavenly Palace, also collapsed like that.
It was dyed in gambling, luxury, and pleasure. Thatâs how the bankrupt Cornu had no choice but to sell the Golden Falcon, an artifact of their ancestors.
And Countess Nerus took on the role of giving birth to Heavenly Palaceâs offspring. Everything was perfect.
The whole process was done in complete secrecy. No one was to know.
If not in one generation, then in two. If not in that, then in threeâ¦
They were the fruit of persistent spite and malice.
1. (T/N: Often, Meyer calls Jun âìë¤â which literally means âyou.â)