Chapter 78

We remained intertwined for a moment, an almost tangible silence filling the room. My shirt, haphazardly unbuttoned, revealed the scars scattered across my body, each one a testament to past hardships. The heavy quietude lingered.

“...”

Irene looked down at me, her gaze fixed on the scars that left hardly an inch of my skin untouched. Each cut, burn, and stitch spoke volumes about the painful history I carried. I finally broke the silence.

“You saw it after all.”

A brief question. Irene nodded quietly.

“Yes... I noticed when I was changing your wet clothes.”

“It was an important secret.”

“So this is why you always insist on wearing that stifling suit, even in the summer. It covers the scars.”

“You found me out.”

I admitted it with a bitter smile. Suddenly, Irene’s hand moved, resting on my chest. The warmth of her touch traced over the scars, her black eyes trembling slightly as she kept looking at me.

“What happened to you?”

“...”

“Is this a secret too?”

“...”

I didn’t respond, remaining silent instead. We stayed locked in that tense moment, so close that I could feel her breath. With my half-unbuttoned shirt pressed between us, the soft sensation of her skin met mine, binding us in shared warmth. Minutes passed before Irene finally pulled away.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to press you.”

Her voice was soft, almost apologetic. She slowly withdrew from where she had been leaning against me, her animal-like ears drooping as she revealed her conflicted emotions.

“It’s just... it feels stifling.”

“...”

“You know so much about me, even things I’ve never shared. But I barely know anything about you.”

Her expression was a mix of emotions.

“It feels like I was being unreasonable. Just forget about it.”

She muttered to herself, shifting under the blanket before resting her head on my arm, closing the space between us once again. The subtle scent of her skin reached me as she nestled closer.

“Now that I think about it... I’ve never really told you my story either. Would you like to hear it?”

“What kind of story?”

“The parts of my past that I kept hidden.”

“I already know most of it.”

“Hearing it from me would be different, both in content and in meaning.”

“I suppose that’s true. I’d be glad to listen.”

I stayed silent and attentive. Even if I already knew, hearing her story firsthand held deeper significance—it meant she trusted me enough to share those hidden parts of herself.

“It’s not a happy story.”

Her eyes reflected memories of the past. After a brief silence, she began to speak.

“The village where I grew up was a quiet, secluded place. Our kind often became targets for humans, so we hid away in peaceful corners.”

The story didn’t deviate much from what I knew. A humble but happy village filled with warmth and camaraderie, where a young girl grew up safe. But tragedy often strikes without warning.

Irene was three years younger when it happened.

“Greetings, everyone. I’m a small business owner from the capital.”

A man came to the village, bearing gifts and offering his warmest greetings.

“I happened to come by this village for work. I hope we can all get along well.”

The simple townsfolk, cautious at first, eventually fell for his continuous kindness over the months. Soon enough, he became a part of the community.

And that was when the nightmare began.

“Capture them all! Leave no one behind!”

“Erase all evidence! Drag out any hidden ones, and burn everything that remains!”

They should have known better. Humans were cunning creatures. The smiles they shared were replaced with greed in their eyes. That treachery devoured the foxes.

“I’ve been staying by your side as a servant. If I’m going to continue supporting you, I want to do so with a more formal reason.”

“Developed some loyalty, have you?”

“Something like that.”

“It’s not a bad idea. Like it or not, we’re bound to work together for the next three years. I was planning to suggest it at some point.”

“So you’re saying yes?”

“Gladly.”

I replied with a grin and extended my pinky. Given the setting, a simplified initiation would suffice. Without hesitation, Irene wrapped her pinky around mine.

Then—

A thread of mana glimmered, weaving between our fingers in a blue glow. As the light spread softly, I spoke.

“Everything changes from now.”

Taming meant forming a bond, creating a unique relationship. From now on, she would be my only one in this world, and I, hers. I whispered the words that defined our future.

“The only one for each other.”

The intertwining thread of mana settled into a clear knot. I lowered my head slightly, meeting the fox just below, our foreheads touching. Feeling the warmth shared between us, I smiled.

“I look forward to working with you.”

“Me too.”

Irene replied softly, the blue mana glow radiating around us, casting a brilliant light in the dark dawn. Holding hands, we fell asleep, awaiting the new day. It was a serene night.

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Meanwhile, in the Empire’s underworld.

“...”

Nameless bowed, one knee bent, before a throne shrouded in darkness. The room reeked of blood. Silence enveloped them until a voice cut through.

“So... you returned after breaking the alliance?”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

Nameless replied. The shadow on the throne let out a low, menacing laugh.

“This alliance was important... our relationship with the businessman will deteriorate significantly now.”

“I accept any punishment for my failure.”

“Even if it means death?”

“If that is Your Majesty’s will, then I will accept it.”

Nameless’s voice held no hesitation. The shadow watching him burst into a pleased laugh.

“Don’t worry. I was merely teasing.”

“I am grateful for your mercy.”

“I can’t discard such a loyal subordinate. We didn’t need that alliance to begin with.”

The shadow stroked its chin.

“Still, I didn’t expect the Serpent to move. It’s been a year since their whereabouts were unknown.”

“They were as formidable as ever.”

“Of course. This is the being who brought down a kingdom. It would be disappointing if they had weakened

in just a year.”

“The heart-bound contract... Because of it, I missed the chance to act.”

“It was calculated from the moment they boarded the ship. Using your inability to attack was clever. A truly cunning villain.”

“What will you do now?”

“Hmm.”

Nameless’s question prompted a sinister smile from the shadow-hidden lips.

“Yes... I’d like to see that face again.”

The shadow murmured, the dark ambiance thick with ominous intent.