A Hero Saves With Her Body - Chapter 96

Silvio was fearful but at the same time, he wished for it. He didn’t want to suffer anymore.

It was difficult for him to constantly worry if she would leave him. He hoped she would leave before he fell apart any further.

Thump.

When the door opened, the first thing that came into view was Rosé lying on the sofa, reading a book.

She hadn’t left. Despite having the key, she chose to stay here.

Ah… Silvio wiped his face in relief. When he said he wanted her to leave, it was purely a lie.

“Master?”

Rosé looked up from her book at Silvio with a welcoming expression.

She had just filled her stomach with the steaks that Podrick secretly brought her, and now she felt like she wanted to gain some abilities. She had purposely worn only a chemise today in case he visited, and she was lucky.

“Rosé.”

Silvio walked over quickly. But he did something unexpected, he suddenly knelt and bowed his head instead. Rosé was simply puzzled.

“I’m sorry.”

Ugh. She wanted to play around a little more. Now her excuse of being ‘detained so I can’t go to work’ wouldn’t seem convincing to Podrick.

“I’m fine. Master…”

Silvio held Rosé’s hand and said. He hoped she would address him by name instead of ‘Master’.

“Silvio.”

Did she feel relieved by those words? Silvio wordlessly embraced Rosé.

Rosé patted his back and whispered his name in his ear until his tense grip loosened, slowly and repeatedly.

After a while, Silvio’s anxious breathing returned to normal rhythms. He kissed Rosé’s warm cheek and reluctantly let go, saying,

“Let’s go downstairs. Alfred has prepared a meal.”

‘Oh… no s*x?’

Rosé looked at Silvio, pulling her hand disappointingly. She had just finished two steaks and her stomach was full.

Yet Silvio looked at her as if she hadn’t eaten anything for three days. His expression was full of guilt and regret.

“Do you want to go home?”

Home meant Blue Rock. Seeing Silvio’s disappointed face, Rosé couldn’t bear to tell him that she wanted to go back to Blue Rock.

Once she digests the steak in her stomach, that should be it.

“No, let’s eat together.”

As she smiled warmly, clasping their hands together, Silvio’s cheeks turned red. Sometimes he’s like an immature boy.

“Thank you, Rosé.”

But Rosé soon regretted her decision.

― Thursday 3 PM. Don’t forget to come.

Ah, that’s right. Today is Thursday. Damn it.

Rosé pursed her lips in front of a table full of dishes for 12 people.

* * *

A luxurious carriage pulled by black horses raced with full force and arrived at a street corner in Chelun. Soon, the door creaked open, and Rosé came out gagging.

Various luxury ingredients churned and rolled in her stomach. It was because she had to make sure she came on time.

“Hah, hah.”

Rosé hurriedly put on a Black Cloak as she walked down the back alley. She usually doesn’t wear it outside the boundaries to preserve its durability, but since she’s meeting Dain today, she needs it.

「Pumong Researcher Dain Hindley」

Dain was in the 4th-floor research lab. His title of being a peculiar creature biologist was nowhere to be seen. Nervously, she knocked on the door.

Thump.

“Black Cloak?”

― Rosé Mora, right?

The same voice as back then flowed from Dain as he opened the door with a click. However, his attire no longer resembled that of the old Dain.

Clean white shirt without a wrinkle, well-pressed navy blue pants, and black suspenders, representing Monchen’s latest trend.

The man before her was unbelievably refined, a cheerful nobleman at age 29 with no signs of fatigue.
A high noble of Montipane, Hindley. She had heard about the Hindley family from Alfred in the past.

Dain belonged to the Hindley family, where instead of the Emperor, the Count oversaw the administrative aspects of Montipane, known as the second capital.

It was said that the eldest son of the Count refused his title and ran away. That was most likely Dain.

As a gesture of greeting, Rosé lightly flicked the edge of her cloak. Dain responded with a bright smile.

“Yes, nice to meet you. I’m Dain Hindley. You probably know.”

Once naive, he now knew how to smile fairly confidently. His relaxed demeanor and casual jokes, as he guided her to the meeting chair, were as natural as a gentleman’s.

“I was just reading your information, Black Cloak.”

Rosé glanced briefly at the document labeled 〈Class 1 Confidential〉 on Dain’s desk.

Dain discreetly placed the document in a drawer and observed her silently with his fingers intertwined.

She probably couldn’t even imagine it, but Dain was about to share a shocking story with her today.

“Let me be honest here. The reason why I was hired here. It’s not for weapon production but to research and analyze the so-called abilities of the Black Cloak.”

Rosé’s eyes widened. Dain exhaled deeply, as if he knew nothing, scratching his chin while looking at her.

As expected, she had no idea how Sergi viewed her.

“You may not know, but in Pumong, the Black Cloak is a symbol in itself. The guardian of the empire for the outskirts. And one more thing.”

“….”

“A symbol of change. That they would no longer have to wait for the Emperor’s knights.”

Dain continued without hesitation.

“But to the Emperor, it will be a symbol of rebellion.”

Dain began by saying that it takes an average of 30 days for provinces to get help from the knights and then explained further.

The villagers in the outskirts always hoped for another hero to come quickly and save them from the fear that plagued them during that long period.

Then one day, the Black Cloak appeared. A hero of the common people who not only closed the upper-level boundary before the knights but also swiftly dealt with even minor lower-level boundaries in just a few minutes.

For the villagers, who had been waiting for the knights to arrive, it was nothing short of a miracle.

In fact, over the past year, the number of dispatches of the Blue Knights to Bistiman was halved.

Not only in Bistiman but also in nearby cities, they saved the money they previously contributed to the imperial family under the pretext of protection and instead called upon the relatively inexpensive Pumong.

Taking advantage of this atmosphere, Pumong was now confronting the imperial family using the Black Cloak. Their actions were so bold that one might wonder if that was not their original intention from the beginning.

“Someday, Pumong will try to take away the symbolism of the Black Cloak.”

Dain’s conclusion was simple.

The Black Cloak was necessary to stand against the Emperor. However, what they truly needed was not the physical Black Cloak itself but the symbolism it carried.

If they could imitate something similar, the actual Black Cloak would not be necessary.

“Black Cloak, or rather, Miss Rosé.”

Dain wrapped his hand around Rosé’s trembling hand. He knew from the moment they shook hands. The Black Cloak in front of him was none other than Rosé Mora, whom he had missed so much.

How could he forget? The person who had given him a feeling he would never forget in his lifetime.

“At first, I also came here to support Pumong, but now I don’t. I want to help Miss Rosé. Will you give me a chance?”

Rosé’s expression was complicated. If we were to be nitpicky, she trusted Dain more than Sergi. During the year she worked at Pumong, her feelings towards Sergi were solely resentment and distrust.

But the Dain here…

“Would you like to become friends with me?”

Wasn’t he a friend who provided her with good sperm?

“Mr. Hindley.”

Rosé reluctantly spoke and held Dain’s hand. His slender lips curved up nicely.

“Miss Rosé, it’s been a while.”

Rosé hesitated, then finally lowered her hood to reveal her face.

Her apricot-colored face, always blushing shyly, long orange hair cascading down her back, and night-colored eyes shining innocently.

Dain was sure, without a doubt, it was the woman he had been waiting for.

“Didn’t we agree to call each other by name when we meet again?”

Dain chuckled awkwardly. Rosé’s lips hesitated. It felt awkward to call him by his name after all.

“Mr. Dain, how do you plan to help me?”

Although he felt regretful that she added honorifics at the end, Dain answered satisfactorily and faithfully.

“We will continue the research on Miss Rosé. Not for Pumong, but for you, Miss Rosé. Once we understand where Miss Rosé’s abilities come from and when they become stronger, it will be much easier to create weapons and protective gears for you.”

Dain kissed the back of Rosé’s hand and looked at her with an intense gaze.

His sharp gaze was so passionate that it seemed to engulf her. Blushing for no reason, Rosé coughed awkwardly.

“Then Sergi will also be informed of the research results.”

“I will report false results to him. I plan to mix the research data of other subjects with Rosé to divert his attention elsewhere.”

Dain took out research notebooks and pencils from a drawer and smiled mischievously. It was a facial expression she had seen in him before in Zaln.

It was similar to that sleazy and disgusting expression he made when he meticulously examined the shape and condition of her br*asts.

‘As expected, the dark sides of him haven’t changed.’

“The research will be ours, Miss Rosé.”

But only if we can divert Sergi’s attention. And if we can find out the true nature of this strange ability.

It will be helpful someday when you reach the tower. Rosé wanted to believe in him.

“I’ll give it a try, Mr. Dain.”

“Great. Let’s experiment today to see if energy absorption is effective on humans as well.”

Contrary to the expression he had, Dain went straight to the point. Led by him, Rosé found herself sitting on an examination chair somewhere along the way, feeling bewildered.

Effective on humans…? He was leaning back reluctantly, holding a notebook. Rosé glanced suspiciously at Dain, who was writing diligently.

“On the report, it says that succubus harms demons through s*xual harassment, but can Miss Rosé explain it to me yourself?”

The culprit of all this, Sergi only knows that Rosé is a Hex Awakening user. In fact, if he knew that she absorbs sperm and harms others, would he still desire this ability at that time?