Chapter 208 Arils Death 2 (2/2)

The Devil WithInn So_mi 25480K 2022-07-22

”I can't believe I was so stupid!”

Raghnall spat out in a sudden burst of anger as he slammed his fist on the chair. It made a loud cracking noise but he ignored it.

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”I… I didn't even question why he winced every time he laughed or why h-he always groaned in pain in the middle of the night! I… I d-didn't think much of it back then because h-he acted just like his usual cheerful self. I… I never had the faintest clue that he was s-suffering at all! My idiotic self just kept thinking that everything was fine and okay even though there obviously was something wrong! If only I noticed sooner… If only I didn't b-brush it off… I… I t-tell you… it's m-my f-fau--”

”Raghnall! Stop! You're bleeding!”

Inna screamed out as she grabbed his hand that was clenched tightly into a fist. The chair had multiple cracks around it but the hint of blood in the middle made Inna alarmed. She hastily pulled his hand towards her as she inspected it and just as she thought, the skin of his knuckles was peeling off as blood started to drip.

”Fucking hell, there's no point in hurting yourself! Quick! Cast a healing spell!”

Hearing her panicked voice, Raghnall finally snapped out of his trance as he stared at his knuckles in surprise. He didn't even feel the pain. He was far too focused on his story to even realize that he was already hurting himself.

After casting a quick healing spell, he stared at his hands with a sad and tired gaze.

”Sorry, I… I got too caught up. You must've been surprised, huh. Sorry… sorry…”

Raghnall's voice was only a mere whisper as he apologized to Inna. And she didn't know why but the sight of Raghnall to her right now was just heartbreaking. He didn't look like the confident, smug, arrogant, and charming Raghnall that always seemed to have everything figured out. Someone who always had control over every situation.

Instead, he looked like a lost little boy, still grieving over someone he loved dearly.