!Mention of animal abuse & some badass violent ass kicking from my husband Leon!
Leon didn’t even think about closing the door tightly; he just listened to the conversation.
“Yes, that’s right. Even though it’s young, it’s quite fierce.”
“I know. Still, I thought you might need a few more days to tame it.”
“That wolf urinated on the lord’s cherished collection.”
“Oh, that’s definitely a problem.”
Without noticing the slightly open door, they disappeared down the corridor. Leon, who had gripped the door handle tightly until his knuckles turned white, slowly released his hand. The black sword resonated with his emotions, trembling faintly.
As he walked down the corridor, he followed the doctor and the steward at a sufficient distance. They were so engrossed in their conversation that they didn’t notice Leon’s presence at all.
When they reached the second floor after climbing the stairs, Leon hid behind a corner.
“Is it here?”
“Yes. It’s probably securely tied.”
The doctor chuckled satisfactorily at the mention of it being securely tied.
“It would be convenient to administer the injection. Shall I do it now?”
“For now, stay here. I’ll report to the lord and come back.”
After the steward disappeared, the doctor stood there for a moment, turned the doorknob, and entered. He seemed familiar with the place as if he frequented it.
There was no need to hold back anymore. Leon emerged from the corner, briefly pressed his ear against the door, then quietly peeked inside like a ghost.
“Oh, dear. What a pitiful situation.”
Through the narrow gap in the door, the doctor’s back could be seen. Although he was still too close to the door to see where the puppy was, the unmistakable sound of fierce growling echoed.
It was undoubtedly the puppy that Leon had personally cared for, treating its wounds and sharing meals with it. Ice stabbed into Leon’s chest, holding onto the last hope that it might not be the puppy.
“Even if you struggle like that, it’s useless. Tied up so tightly, even if there’s necrosis, the skin won’t come off properly.”
The puppy was not visible through the crack in the door. Leon calmly waited, watching.
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“So, you shouldn’t have behaved so fiercely. If you had become a good wolf, the lord might have spared you for a few more days.”
Growl…
“With such vigor even when unable to move. I wanted to keep touching your fur… Ah!”
The doctor screamed for some reason. A lively sound followed immediately.
“Oh, it continues to resist to the end. Well, since I brought you here to kill and stuff, the lord won’t mind if I give the injection a little earlier. I’ll show you what death is like.”
Leon slipped through the open door like a shadow. When he slightly turned the doorknob behind him, the door closed silently. The doctor, busy opening his bag and taking out a syringe, didn’t hesitate. Meanwhile, the puppy…
“…!”
Kking, nng. Kkiing.
Its only untied tail wagged vigorously. Unlike the doctor, the puppy noticed Leon as soon as he entered.
Its small body was cruelly tied up.
Nails were driven into the four corners of a wooden board, and ropes were connected to them. This was to tie the puppy’s four legs in different directions. Due to a leather strap tied around its mouth to prevent it from biting, it couldn’t bark properly.
Ggaeang. Nng, kkeuung.
“Quiet, you beast.”
The doctor, with a syringe filled with a transparent substance, maliciously smirked as he injected it.
“Originally, I would have let you go very comfortably, but you would have scratched me with your claws. Although your struggling will stiffen your skin, there’s nothing I can do about it…”
The doctor, looking for a place to put the syringe, finally noticed something strange about the puppy. He turned to look behind him, witnessing the puppy going crazy, thrashing around, and wagging its tail. Then he turned his head.
Puck!
The sword hilt, flying straight, struck the doctor’s face. The body that had been kneeling with one knee slid down, and the syringe rolled on the floor.
Leon immediately rushed towards the fallen body and went straight to the puppy. The puppy, now trembling all over, was eager to get to him somehow. It had been struggling so severely that Leon worried its tied legs might have dislocated.
“You need to stay still. That way, I can cut the ropes.”
The puppy seemed to understand the words and stopped struggling. Leon swung the sword and cut all the ropes in one go.
“I’ll also untie your mouth.”
However, the movement of the puppy wagging its tail seemed a bit strange. It was supporting itself only on the right leg while the left hind leg dangled.
“…Is it broken?”
Kkkeung.
The puppy nodded as if affirming, whimpering when Leon accidentally touched its rib while checking the injuries. It jumped up with a scream.
“The rib too?”
This time, the puppy didn’t whimper, nor did it make any noise, just staring at Leon. Its once vibrant blue eyes, like jewels or a lake, were now soaked with tears that seeped into its silvery fur.
Sadness and anger flowed through Leon’s veins. The hand that was releasing the leather strap trembled slightly.
“Sorry. I’m sorry.”
Kkiing.
“Let’s go together.”
It took quite some time to untie the leather strap that covered its mouth. The knot was tied so tightly that it hurt Leon’s nails to undo it. Unable to use the sword for fear of hurting the puppy, he couldn’t do much.
“It’s done.”
After much effort, Leon finally untied the leather strap and carefully picked up the puppy with one arm. Although its ribs and legs might hurt, contact was inevitable if they were to warp together.
Fortunately, the puppy remained quiet, as if understanding the situation. It probably didn’t even realize how much pain it was in.
Leon lifted the sword from the ground. Before he could warp, the door creaked open. A burly, chubby middle-aged man and the steward entered simultaneously. Their eyes met head-on.
“No, you!”
The lord, seeing Leon holding the puppy and the fallen doctor beside him, shouted like thunder. His thick jowls trembled.
“That’s my wolf! Put it down immediately and kneel, you thief!”
A cold black glare pierced him. The lord took a triumphant step forward.
“A wretch like you dares to lay hands on my property…!”
Peuk!
The sword was hastily thrown stuck to the wall. The lord’s cheek, struck belatedly, oozed blood.
Before the lord and the steward could comprehend the situation, Leon, who had walked away, grabbed the sword. When the sword, previously stuck in the wooden door, was pulled out with a squeak, wood splinters rained down on the lord’s shoulders.
The lord couldn’t move, and beyond the reddened haze, he looked into the intruder’s sharp, merciless eyes. He had thought it was a mere child, but the expressionless face was as fierce as a beast.
“Wh-who are you?”
Leon tilted his head.
“Ribs and legs.”
“What?”
“They’re broken.”
Before receiving an answer, the lord’s rib was impaled by the sword hilt. Ugh, before the groaning even finished, Leon’s heel struck the lord’s left thigh.
“Aaah!”
The lord’s back hit the door, and he fell over the steward. Lifting his left leg, he clutched the broken part, howling like a wild beast on the verge of being stuffed. When Leon’s foot pressed against the fractured rib, the screams grew even louder.
“It’s broken quite well.”
Leon murmured, pressing his foot firmly. His voice was eerily calm. The young man, wearing a straw hat and heading out to pick herbs, turned white and disappeared.
“And the leg… broken quite well too.”
The broken bone tore through the flesh, and blood flowed profusely. The lord glared at Leon with bloodshot eyes.
“Hu, you’ll regret this. You seem to act like you don’t know who I am yet, I am…”
“The one who will reveal my identity.”
As Leon rummaged through his pocket, a peculiar wooden piece tumbled next to the lord’s face. The intricately engraved shield in the center was as red as blood.
The fragment that fell on the carpet made no sound. However, as the lord checked the inscription on the fragment, he gasped and closed his mouth. Trembling like an old bear caught in a trap, he reluctantly averted his gaze.
“An impostor… An impostor. The hero has red hair…”
“Inquire about that with the royal family. If seeing me makes you think of imposture.”
Leon gripped the sword in his right hand again. The sword resonated as before, and anticipating an attack, the lord closed his eyes tightly.
However, when the lord, who unknowingly covered his face, lowered his arm, both Leon and the puppy were nowhere to be seen. Only the three people lying on the ground with cut ropes and leather straps remained.
Poor puppy 😭, thanks for the chapters so far!!
ur welcomeee😆💛
I truly do wonder…… Where did the red hair part of the legend come from? 😂
Now that the puppy is saved, Leon will no doubt have to grovel and kneel on the washboard for forgiveness 😂😂 I don’t think the puppy will forgive him easily for abandoning him in the forest
Hair dyed red with blood?
That’s what I was thinking!