A Kind Goblin’s Bird - Chapter 51
Sa Heon-yeong groaned. It’s been a while since he’s been drunk. He himself was not sure whether he was drunk or drunk by his bride.
He hugged the bride with a hazy feeling. The gaze was stinging, but it didn’t matter. This woman was his. His. His. And he was hers too.
She has become something that he should consider the most beautiful. It was unclear whether the heat rising in his body was alcohol or happiness, but whatever.
“It’s the feeling of wanting to know what color the blood of the person you look at is.”
If what you’re looking at is the eyes, he wants to dig it out.
If what you’re looking at is the nose, he wants to cut it.
If what you’re looking at is the limb, he wants to tear it apart.
Sa Heon-yeong responded to the bloody emotions even when he was drunk. Because he didn’t want his bride to be afraid of him.
“Is it goblin blood, noble blood, or just human blood?”
“Yes.”
“What color is Lord Heon-yeong’s blood?”
Sa Heon-yeong put his finger to his teeth. Then he bit his finger, let it bleed, and showed it to Young-young. Young-young’s eyes widened as she didn’t know that he would show blood. She, however, soon frowned.
Then she also bit her own finger and bled it out. Sa Heon-yeong tried to stop her, but she was faster.
“Young-ah.”
Sa Heon-yeong called her in a low voice, but she placed her bloody finger over his. Their blood was mixed. She lifted her finger and tilted her head.
“It’s the same color.”
What do you want to say? Did she bleed because she wanted to say that he was human? Sa Heon-yeong shook his head. Whether he is a goblin or a human, what does it matter? He somehow survived and will never change the mind of those who see him as a goblin.
Sa Heon-yeong carefully grabbed Young-yeong’s finger and shook his head.
“Don’t do this.”
“…….”
“It’s not worth seeing your blood.”
It was a harsh voice. Young-young looked up at Sa Heon-yeong’s eyes and asked.
“Then why did Lord Heon-yeong do that?”
For a moment, Sa Heon-yeong was speechless. He shut his mouth for a moment, then barely responded.
“I am a man and a warrior. Getting hurt is usual and I can heal easily. But wife is a woman, and your body is weak.”
“This much heals me too.”
“Young-ah.”
“Lord Heon-yeong don’t do it either. Or I will do it.”
Young-young was stubborn. It seemed like she should be.
Before coming here, Sa Heon-yeong was always strong and cool, but Sa Heon-yeong here was faint and seemed to collapse at any moment. As if something was going to go wrong, Young-young took Sa Heon-yeong’s hand, which was holding her finger.
“…… I will not.”
Sa Heon-yeong whispered.
Young-young could only smile at that. And when she nodded her head. Sa Heon-yeong lifted his mask a little and took her finger to his mouth. It was just as the bright red tongue came out between the lips and was about to swallow her finger and disappear into the mouth.
“SA HEON-YEONG!”
A sharp shout tore through the air of the banquet hall.
Young-young turned her head in surprise. The Crown Prince stood up from his seat. His face, which had only been smiling softly earlier, was distorted. Although he had a similar face to Sa Heon-yeong, he was completely different.
It’s like a goblin. Young-young thought so, and shook her head inside, refuting her thought.
It’s like a snake
When Young-young lived in the mountains, she was most afraid of snakes. Because there was no light, whenever she walked on a mountain pass, she would raise her senses for snakes in the way. She had seen a snake a few times. Every time she had to run, it had the same eyes that she saw then-
Hmm. Young-young groaned and frowned. Sa Heon-yeong grabbed her chin and made her look at him.
“Just look at me, I asked you.”
“Huh? But over there,”
At that moment, the Crown Prince’s shout grew louder.
“Sa Heon-yeong!!”
“Don’t look. If you don’t want to see the groom go crazy on the wedding day.”
He knows he should not provoke the Crown Prince.
Even knowing that, Sa Heon-yeong did not answer the Crown Prince. He was looking at Young-young. Her answer came first.
After all, the Crown Prince cannot kill him. He is also not easy to harm. It’s different from when he was younger in many ways.
“Song Young-young.”
Sa Heon-yeong, who always called her Young-ah, called Song Young-young’s name in a rare, frightening voice.
“…… Yes, I will. I will.”
Young-young continued to nod her head. I will, I won’t look. Young-young promised over and over again. It’s not because Sa Heon-yeong’s voice was scary. Because his voice sounded quite desperate.
After Young-young nodded her head a few times, Sa Heon-yeong lowered the mask he had lifted a little and turned his gaze to the Crown Prince. The Crown Prince’s face, who always wanted to pretend to be kind, was red with anger.
“Yes, Your Highness.”
