Chapter 48: Chapter 48

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Chapter 48

Translator: Kay

‘Felix, your shirt fit is completely different.’

No matter how much the robe covered, the physique of the body was roughly revealed.

Originally, Felix would have been a skinny model as he was tall, had a small face and broad shoulders. Tight pants with an oversized long coat would look good on him…….

It was never a body that revealed the contour of his muscles when he wore a shirt.

Honestly, I never heard of a muscular sorcerer in my life. It was a fact, not a prejudice.

The smooth but well-defined muscles obviously belonged to a warrior. It was a body that was unattainable without constant training.

Felix was a sorcerer, and I had never seen him use his own body to fight. I had only seen him flick his fingers to knock down an assassin a few times.

Although he completed minimum physical training, it wouldn’t have been enough to achieve such a body.

‘Did you get muscular overnight without exercising under your own authority?’

Even if it was a novel, it was ridiculous.

There was only one possibility. Felix, influenced by the devil, not only became incredibly strong but also incredibly fit.

That may be so, but what kind of devil would become involved with the human body? Although I couldn’t figure it out, I closed my eyes and tried to empty my mind as much as possible.

I definitely didn’t see anything. I didn’t think of anything.

I feared that I was out of my mind. I was confused about what his body and muscles meant in this current situation.

Felix was the one who held the power of the devil, but it felt like I was the one controlled by the devil in everything.

Or was he already the devil himself? Was it a test to try and seduce me?

If so, you obscene devil, get out of here!

For more,

He quickly shut his mouth, but his hands weren’t faster than my eyes. I clearly saw red blood flowing from his lips.

I could not help but freak out.

“Blood, blood……!”

Felix was vomiting blood!

It was imprinted in my mind that ‘vomiting blood = deadly disease,’ so that was my first thought.

My mind was blank, and I forgot the current situation and rushed in front of him.

“Kul-leog, I’m……. I’m fine. Stay away from me.”

Felix pushed me away with his shoulder mercilessly.

Although I understood why he pushed me away, I was shocked and hardened in a daze. He utterly pushed me away – I couldn’t even get close to him.

No, this wasn’t the time to attach meaning to these little things and be upset.

Even if he had internal injuries, the doctor would have treated him. Yet, he vomited blood.

The moment I thought I should bring the doctor back as there must be a massive issue, something strange occurred.

Felix looked around with his reddish rimmed eyes, then stumbled towards the decorative sword mounted on the wall.

Even though it was for decorative purposes, the sword was so sharp that it could seriously injure people if stabbed deliberately with it.

He suddenly gave it to me. I staggered for a moment under the weight of the sword, glanced down at it, and then looked back up at Felix.

He said with a heavy breath.

“If he’s about to do something disgusting, stab him with this.”

“…….what?”

Who? By any chance, not Felix, right?

“Maybe he’ll come to his senses.”

Felix, who left only this sentence, turned his back and disappeared without a moment to spare.

I looked alternately at the cracked left arm, the right hand lifting the sword and the splotches of red blood on the floor.

Soon after, the doctor who received Felix’s call found me from a distance and hastily ran towards me.

I did not know what to think4.

It was a night full of confusion, where I didn’t know what the hell was going on.

T/N: Hope you enjoyed this chapter, everyone! (I’m glad that Irene is trying to help Felix however she can). Also, let’s all bow down to the first muscular sorcerer, Felix!!! XD

1. A “better half” is someone’s husband, wife or usual sexual partner.↩

2. This is similar to the idiom “night and day”. It is used to emphasis extreme differences.↩

3. Irene refers to Martina as “older sister”.↩

4. “I didn’t know what to think” expresses a state of confusion, uncertainty or mixed emotion so intense as to impede thought.↩