₊❏❜ ⋮ ⌒✦Opening his eyes to find himself sitting on a fancy desk, and in a body that wasn't his; wasn't originally (Y/N)'s plan - but seeing this game's hidden ending was‐!
He was actually taken and thrown into some male side character's body in thi...
I observed Eckles' plea, then glanced at the interest bar glowing faintly above him.
[Interest -70%]
"Well done,... Eckles."
I glanced down at him who knelt before me, a shudder running down my spine contemplating what he'd become without guidance - someone capable of inflicting fatal blows on others whenever's feeling so.
The negative interest rating both surprised and worried me; it indicated that this Duke's encounters with Eckles weren't as pleasant.
'However,... Where could they have possibly met when both are from different countries?'
"Get up,"
I instructed instead simply helping him rise erect again.
"For you did a good job,"
A certain pride colored my words remembering the fist I delivered to Kluy's face.
Eckles's face bore an unusual expression when praised - it was distinctly dull and yet gratified all at once.
He rose obediently like a well-trained puppy seeking his master's approval after completion of task set forth
Once (Y/N) turned away, however,... he couldn't contain excitement hiding behind a hand covering mouth while biting his bottom lip hard enough for it to turn cherry red and bleed as his cheeks flushed bright pink.
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"Fu*K,... I want to kill you so bad... Ah~"
This behavior resembled nothing less than psychopathic enthusiasm; eerie yet endearing in its own twisted way.
"Hurry up, Eckles."
Not being able to hear the bizarre comment he muttered, I urged him to move quickly.
Eckles appeared startled for a moment; adjusting his expression rapidly into his normal emotionless one.
'Weirdo,...'
Then followed suit marching alongside silently into shadows swallowing our footsteps mutedly.
"Let's get out of here."
With a sigh, I turned away from that bloody scene remembering my promise to Penelope waiting anxiously somewhere with little Alissa.
No one deserved to see such violence, least of all them.
I felt a wave of relief wash over me as we emerged onto the main street. There she was, waiting patiently in a carriage with Alissa snuggled close by her side.
