All Chapters of I Returned to Kill Monsters, and Created the Worst One: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Elara Veyne“Then you probably are.”The voice came from behind us.I stopped before taking my second step out of the passage and slowly turned around, still feeling the heat of Kian’s hand around my waist as though he hadn’t just let me go.The man was leaning against the wall of the neighboring building.I was certain he hadn’t been there when we went in.That alone was already a terrible introduction.He looked human. Maybe a little over thirty. He had dark hair tied at the nape of his neck, simple clothes, and a thin scar cutting through one of his eyebrows. Nothing about him stood out enough to be remembered afterward.Which was probably exactly the point.His eyes passed over me and stopped on Kian for a moment. Not for long.But long enough.Most people did that.Even dressed in ordinary clothes, Kian continued to have a serious problem with the concept of looking insignificant.He was too big.Too quiet.And now that the wolf was awake, there was something about the way he occ

## Elara Veyne“Do you want me to make them stop?”I looked at Kian.Then at the men on the other side of the street.Then back at Kian.The way he had asked the question was probably what worried me most.There was no indignation on his face. No particular anger at seeing the merchant being held by his clothes, the desperate woman trying to gather broken jars from the ground, or the child sitting against the wall with blood on their face.Kian simply watched, calm and cold.As if he were evaluating a situation that had nothing to do with him.Until he looked at me.That was when something changed.His shoulders grew more tense. The hand still holding my arm loosened, though it didn’t move away completely, and his eyes moved over my face before returning to the soldiers.He didn’t seem angry because those people were being hurt.He seemed angry because I was angry.That was... concerning.For a few seconds, a very irrational part of me wanted to simply answer yes.*Yes, Kian. Make the

Elara VeyneWe walked in silence for a few minutes.The market was already beginning to quiet down. Some of the lanterns had been extinguished, and the noise seemed farther away.I was still a little angry.“I’m not going to forget this,” I said more to myself than to him.Kian turned his face toward me.“What are you going to do?”“I don’t know.”That was the frustrating part.This wasn’t my kingdom.These weren’t my people.I had too many problems waiting for me in Aldervane to start adopting Namarra’s.Even so, the image of that little girl with blood on her face stayed in my mind.“But I’m not going to pretend I didn’t see it.”Kian remained quiet, and I kept walking.After a few steps, he spoke.“You’re good with children.”I almost tripped and turned to look at him.“What?”“The girl trusted you.”“Well... I told her I was a fairy.”“Before that.”I didn’t know what to say.There was something unsettling about hearing him comment on that. Maybe because Kian rarely made observati

Elara VeyneBy the time I saw the palace walls between the buildings of Namarra, the sky was beginning to lighten.The city still carried that bluish color that came just before dawn, when the lanterns remained lit even though they were no longer truly necessary.For the first time since leaving Harun’s house, I began seriously considering the most difficult part of the night.Getting the Crown Prince back inside the palace without explaining where he had been for almost an entire day.I looked at Kian.He walked beside me as though none of this were a problem.He had spent the previous day threatening strangers with his eyes, nearly turned an assassin into an unpleasant memory, crossed half of Namarra disguised as an ordinary man, and slept exactly nothing.Yet he still looked irritatingly composed.Maybe a little tired.Even that Kian managed offensively well.“We can’t use the main gate.”“I know.”I knew a side entrance used by servants moving between the service buildings and the

Elara VeyneI moved ahead of Kian and pushed the door open before he could decide that nearly collapsing in the middle of the corridor was somehow an acceptable way to end the morning.“Go inside.”He didn’t argue.Kian passed me slowly, one hand still pressed against his side.He was in pain.Far more than he intended to admit.I waited for him to move farther into the room so I could follow, already thinking about what I needed to check first. His pulse. His temperature. The flow of mana. Whether there was still some residue I had failed to notice, or whether the wolf’s awakening had changed something I still didn’t understand.Instead, Kian turned around.He stopped right in the doorway.And stayed there.I stared at him for a moment before realizing he had deliberately positioned himself between me and the room.“Kian, what are you doing?”“You don’t need to come in.”For a moment, I genuinely thought I had misunderstood him.“What do you mean I don’t need to come in?”“I’m fine.”