Stigma Effect

les criticizing Yuriel.
There were not a few people who believed that controlling monsters was true.

He had confirmed that Yuriel had returned safely to Albraka, but Raphlet could not control his anxiety.

Raphlet was the one who should take care of Yuriel, who had lost strength to deal with the monsters.
He remembered Yuriel, who proudly said that she had dealt with many monsters and protected the people.

Even if no one threatened Yuriel, if Yuriel had read this article, she would have been quite shocked.

‘It might be better to return her to the Mogris Estate even now.’

How Yuriel was doing was regularly communicated.
In the Mogris Estate, Yuriel is a person who was loved by everyone because of her unwavering personality.

There was no reason for such accusations in the Imperial Capital.

Raphlet began to think of words to persuade Yuriel to return to the Morgris Estate.

‘If I tell her to go back first….
She won’t even listen.’

Raphlet knew how terrified Yuriel gets when separated from him.
She hated to be apart from him.

If it’s not within the same Imperial Capital, and if he tells her to go back to Mogris Estate, she’ll shed tears.

Raphlet released a bewildered sigh at the thought of a crying Yuriel.

The more he slept with Yuriel, the more difficult it became to control himself.
His sadistic feelings toward Yuriel were growing stronger.

If he sees Yuriel crying, instead of sending her back to Mogris Estate, he would lock her up in his room.

An uncontrollable desire was driving Raphlet.

Although he confirmed that Yuriel and his own heart were the same, Raphlet was still uneasy about keeping Yuriel by his side.

Looking at the picture of Yuriel in front of his eyes, Raphlet clenched his fists and thought.

He must use this incident as an opportunity to persuade Yuriel to return to Grand Duke Mogris’ residence.

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Raphlet’s determination was completely shattered the moment Yuriel’s lips touched his.

Raphlet entered the room holding Yuriel’s waist, locking Yuriel in his arms, and let out a long breath.

Although facing the wildly rising and falling chest and terrifying eyes, Yuriel was not afraid at all.
She laughed again and triggered Raphlet even more.

Yuriel, who leaned against the wall and looked at Raphlet, raised her hand.
She grabbed his arm that was stretched out by the side of her face, tilted her head and gently leaned her cheek against his arm, and said with a smile.

“This is the safest place for me.”

Yuriel declared as she was wrapped in Raphlet’s arms.
Yuriel truly believed that Raphlet’s arms were the safest place in the world.

She didn’t know what kind of impulse Raphlet gets every time he sees her.
The sadistic feelings toward Yuriel, who was relieved, seemed to burst at any moment.

It wasn’t just sexual desire.

Raphlet was feeling the desire to completely destroy Yuriel.
It was a strange feeling that even he couldn’t understand.

Even though he was taking care of Yuriel more than his own body, he was caught up in a convulsive feeling.

The feeling subsides when he is intervourse with Yuriel, but the feelings immediately return afterwards, never going away completely.
Raphlet was always suppressing the urge for Yuriel.

Even though she was standing in the most dangerous place, Yuriel was smiling, not sensing the danger she was facing.

“If the Princess finds out that I have left Albraka, won’t the Princess try to take me right away? She sent a knight today….
Oh, do you know what present the Princess was going to send me, Lord Raphlet?”

In front of Raphlet, who didn’t say anything, Yuriel fluttered her lips in a lively way.
Raphlet caught his breath and listened to Yuriel’s voice.

As Yuriel’s voice continued, he could feel the rationality returning little by little.

His heart, which had been pounding enough to ring in his ears, gradually calmed down.

The moment Raphlet was stable enough to put on a faint smile, Yuriel’s story broke his composure.

“The knight who brought the letter said he was the gift.
I think the Princess was misunderstanding something.
Watching me serve Lord Raphlet, it seems that she thinks that I like knights.”

Raphlet immediately guessed the intention of the Princess who sent the knight as a gift.
The banquet that attracted demons, the incident at the Krug Ruins, and even the present she sent this time.

The Princess tried to touch Yuriel again.

“It’s not like that, but I like Lord Raphlet.”

Raphlet’s gaze, who had been dispelling his anger towards the Princess, turned to Yuriel.