I Married the Beautiful Female Protagonist In Order To Survive - Chapter 634
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“Euglid, Euglid?”
Noticing the concerned voice of the girl beside me and the gentle push on my shoulder, I regained my awareness and realized: I didn’t know when Kephir had come to my side, watching my every move with concern.
Then, at the moment I “came to,” she revealed a hint of dissatisfaction on her face, “Well, when other girls make you wait, your eyes bulge like copper bells. I just went to take a bath, and you can fall asleep just sitting here?”
No, that was an accident; my body wasn’t that tired. Could it be the result of temporarily alleviated crises combined with the fatigue of a long journey? I had actually sat here and seemed to have had a vague dream.
However, it’s better not to say any of this; using a dream as a shield is just too ugly.
“I… I was maintaining my composure.”
In the end, I found a clumsy excuse.
After the danger brought by that perilous sprite—Sword Saint Ludwig had been completely eliminated, and having obtained the self-disciplined fairy hidden in Prulith—Insight Fairy Icarus, I had also, under various complex reasons, gained the allegiance of another self-disciplined fairy, the chief of the Austro-Hungarian tribe—Shape-shifting Fairy Zelus. With everything concluded, we finally returned to the Great Ying Empire.
Of course, having learned from past experiences, this time to avoid the queen’s smiling interference, we didn’t inform anyone of our itinerary and returned secretly. Without the queen’s so-called “welcoming banquet,” which was actually a “battle of wits,” my evening with Kephir turned into the scene we have now.
I looked at Kephir, who should be described as “rosy and fragrant.” Even without looking at the script, I could understand what it meant when a girl in front of you said: I’m going to take a bath. Yet here I was, anxiously waiting and dreaming! It’s no wonder Kephir would complain.
Moreover, unlike any previous moments alone, for some reason, after the events in Prulith, I noticed that Kephir seemed to be hiding something. Of course, I wouldn’t rudely pry into her script, but… at this moment, it seemed Kephir wanted to tell me personally.
I could feel the tension building within me.
“Then I’ll leave too…”
Just as I was about to get up, Kephiel beside me silently “pushed” me back down. Even though the moonlight was indeed beautiful, I had no mind to appreciate it at that moment. After being “pushed” back onto the bed, Kephiel immediately rested her head on my shoulder.
Habits are habits, but sometimes unexpected actions still make me feel tense and stiff all over. The more I tried to respect Kephiel’s privacy by not looking at her script, the more my mind spiraled into a whirlwind of thoughts. After all, the moment I left Prussia, I understood the meaning behind Kephiel’s words.
“What does ‘we can finally take a break’ really mean?”
“It’s rare that Sister Wang doesn’t know we’re back, so you want to waste this opportunity?”
It made sense; after all, she was the queen. Even though she was now my fairy, I figured she would still cause some trouble.
“And I have something I want to tell you.”
As if to prevent me from thinking about a certain “shiny blonde idol,” Kephiel didn’t pull away from my shoulder. Instead, she drew closer, maintaining a distance that felt almost intimate as we locked eyes. The softness in her gaze seemed to convey that she was not the “true protagonist” of the script, but simply a girl named Kephiel.
In the next moment, I finally understood why Kephiel was acting a bit “timid,” so different from her usual self.
“Do you remember my battle with Ludwig?”
“Of course.”
After all, it was a dangerous script that had just unfolded; how could I forget? At that time, Kephiel had struggled against Ludwig, nearly losing her power to him, which had genuinely worried me. But later, Ludwig must have been defeated under the explosion of Kephiel’s protagonist aura…
“I… ended up doing nothing. It was you who defeated Ludwig.”
What?
Me?
No, no, no, you can’t just stick a label of glory on my face like that.
That was what I wanted to say, but Kephiel didn’t look like she was lying at all.
“You pulled me away at that moment, directly blocking Ludwig’s attack… but later… later… I can’t describe it because I can’t find the words. In short… it was you who made Ludwig escape in the end.”
As she spoke, Kephiel shook her head. Meanwhile, rather than being puzzled about what I had done, I was now more concerned about Kephiel’s reaction.
“Wait, Kephir, I truly have no secrets, because I also…”
“I’m not doubting you; it’s the complete opposite…”
If possible, I’d like to recall what I did back then, but…
Whether it’s what I see before me or what the script reveals, it all tells me: right now, at this moment, what is truly important.
“I’m worried about you…”
That is far more significant than whatever “special power” I might possess; it is the very essence of the girl named Kephir before me. No wonder she has been so hesitant lately; I’ve only just realized that my actions back then caused her worries that far exceeded what I had considered.
“Don’t risk your life for my safety… you fool. To me, if you no longer exist, then what use are these powers of mine…”
Perhaps the goal of the protagonist in the “script” has already changed without my knowledge.
It’s become a bit strange, but I… can’t correct it.
“Don’t leave me…”
Perhaps I don’t want to correct it.
Her body leaned toward me, and in the next moment, Kephir tackled me down.
“Although I might… not have the right to say this, having always prided myself on how perfectly I protect you, the result… in the end, it was still you who saved me by wagering your life. I really am… useless.”
“That’s not right.”
I reached out and covered her lips with my hand.
After all, it was I who had impure intentions from the start. And besides…
“You know what you mean to me…”
A leg to hold onto? A protagonist’s halo? A henchman? A wife?
Perhaps all of those, but it doesn’t matter; as long as you are Kephir, that’s enough.
Unfortunately, my response might still lack a bit of flavor, and it’s possible that it was an action Kephir had long prepared for, which is why she didn’t stop as she usually would after I said something flirtatious.
“I don’t understand…”
She didn’t leave my body; on the contrary, she wrapped her arms around my waist, “I want you to prove it to me.”
“I’m already… ready…”
“I don’t want to wait any longer. Prove it to me now… you, who clearly understands yet pretends to be confused…”
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