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Chapter 395 - Where It Shouldn't Be

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last update 게시일: 2026-07-06 08:41:36

(Apollo)

Adelaide's scent was faint. Almost gone. But not gone enough.

The discovery struck harder than it should have.

Her scent lingered across the bedding in fragile traces, woven through the fabric so lightly that another demon might have missed it entirely. Apollo did not. He recognised her instantly.

For one brief, terrible moment, relief flooded through him. Because she was there, this was proof that she still existed somewhere in the world beyond his reach.

Then the relief died, becaus
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    (Apollo)Then he saw it.A small triangle of parchment. Barely visible. Poking from a rip along the side of the mattress where the fabric had torn open.Apollo went still. The entire ruined chamber seemed to narrow around that tiny pale edge. No flame moved. No shadow breathed. No bell rang now, or if it did, the sound had retreated beyond relevance.Apollo crossed the room with terrifying care. Broken glass cracked softly beneath his boots. A thin trail of blood followed from his knuckles, dotting the ash-streaked floor. He stood beside the bed and looked down at the tear.The parchment waited. Small. Quiet. Patient as sin.He reached for it. His fingers were almost gentle when they took hold of the exposed edge and pulled.The parchment slid free with a dry whisper. It was old. Older than the mattress. Older than the room’s current arrangement. The edges had softened with age, one corner darkened by heat or time. It had been folded many times, then flattened, then folded again, hidd

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    (Apollo)Adelaide's scent was faint. Almost gone. But not gone enough.The discovery struck harder than it should have.Her scent lingered across the bedding in fragile traces, woven through the fabric so lightly that another demon might have missed it entirely. Apollo did not. He recognised her instantly. For one brief, terrible moment, relief flooded through him. Because she was there, this was proof that she still existed somewhere in the world beyond his reach.Then the relief died, because another scent emerged beneath it. Smoke. Leather. Cold ash. Shadow.Cael.Apollo's eyes opened. Slowly. Very slowly.The room seemed to tighten around him. The mountain itself felt quieter. Listening. Waiting.His gaze followed the scent toward the narrow space beside the bed where several travel items had been stored. A pack rested against the wall. A weapons case sat beside it. Partially concealed beneath both lay a dark cloak that had likely gone unnoticed for too long.Cael’s cloak.Apollo

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    (Apollo) By the time Apollo reached the eastern residential wing, the rage had changed shape. It was no longer sharp. It was vast. A red ocean beneath a black sky. The corridors grew quieter the deeper he moved into the palace. Torchlight shivered against dark stone. Ancient shadows gathered between pillars carved from volcanic glass. The servants who saw him coming vanished almost immediately, disappearing through side passages and service doors with the instincts of prey scenting a predator. No one stopped him. No one dared. Because everyone in the palace knew which chambers waited at the end of this corridor. Cael's. The guards outside his doors knelt before he came into view. One pressed his forehead so hard to the floor that blood smeared the stone. Apollo passed without acknowledgment. The doors opened for him, but too slowly. He tore one from its hinges. The sound of it ripping free rolled through the small chamber like thunder beneath the mountain. The door struck t

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    (Apollo & Adelaide) The throne room did not empty. It bled out, slow and reluctant. It drained, slow as cooling blood. At Apollo’s dismissal, demons scattered like ash caught in a furnace draft. They retreated the way smoke does when cold air invades—slow, unwilling, eyes clinging to the throne,

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    (The Devil)No.The word wasn’t spoken aloud—it didn’t need to be. It rolled through the stone, the air, the molten rivers, swallowed instantly by the realm that understood him too well.He wasn’t taking her back. She had stabbed him. Hit him. Defied him. Bit through her own fear to curse him to hi

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