Chapter 36.2 (1/2)

Should I?

I can’t.

But Charlize… … she’s the exception because she’s trustworthy.

Leaning his head against the pillow, Damian opened his mouth with a raspy voice.

“You know that I inherited the power of the divine beast, right?”

“Yes, I know, but… …”

“Great power comes with a price.”

Damian explained in detail.

The power of the divine beast was a double-edged sword for him.

Had it not been for the power of the divine beast, it would have been impossible to survive the assassins and their ceaseless search for him.

Even the emperor took into consideration the power before sending an assassin.

However, due to Damian’s immature body, it was onerous to control the power of the divine beast.

As a consequence, every month to half a year, Damian would suffer from fevers.

By chance, the cycle was irregular, so I’ve been able to hold out by pretending it was a cold … …

“… … Ever since I’ve been suffering from fevers for about three years now.”

Damian despite being drowsy, managed to give a strained smile as to somehow disregard all he had previously said.

In fact, in this situation, there was no way to fundamentally subdue the fever.

Because it was impossible to drive the power of the divine beast from his body.

‘However.’

In an instant, Damian’s eyes narrowed.

Looking back, this current fever seems to be progressing quite lightly.

Usually, it was difficult to even stay alert until the fever subsided.

Why is that?

Charlize had been listening attentively to Damian’s explanation as if bewitched, was slow to speak.

Her voice was shaky.

“It’s always been like this… … you’ve always been sick?”

“••••••Huh?”

It was a question that caught Damian off guard, perplexing him.

Before he knew it, Charlize’s face was racked with guilt.

“I am… … I should have come to you sooner, Crown Prince,” said Charlize, anguish clearly written on her face.

“Lize, it’s not your fault.”

“No, it is my fault.”

Her eyes reflected her adamance as she said that.

“What’s wrong with me,” thought Damian.

He didn’t mean to make her feel guilty.

Damian lied in bed, puzzled on what to say but there was no time to dwell on what questions to ask.

It was because Charlize had jumped up from her seat.

“Crown Prince.”

“••••••Huh?”