The Way To Protect The Female Lead’S Older Brother [EN]: Chapter 46

How to Protect the Heroine’s Older Brother – Episode 46

Cassis gritted his teeth, hearing the voice that had become a heavy shackle, binding him.

〈We are the noble judges, the Fedelian. Do not forget what that name means.〉

But…

〈For those who have lost their pride, there is only destruction.〉

But…

Could he really leave this person before him to die and not regret it?

Sparks flew in the clear golden eyes that seemed to hold the sun.

The answer was already decided.

〈From now on, I will place a ban on you.〉

Cassis awakened the power that had been dormant deep within him for a long time.

Crack! Clang!

In an instant, the restraints shattered from the force pushed to its limit.

The butterflies that had been clinging to his body turned to dust and disappeared.

As the restraints broke, the stagnant aura of death surrounding him became even more distinct.

He had expected it since she coughed up black blood, but Roxana was suffering from severe internal injuries. The scent of poison emanating from her was so strong it was suffocating.

Cassis lowered his head and pressed his lips to the person before him.

Whoosh!

Life force was transmitted through their close contact.

A clear and pure energy flowed through her body, spreading to every corner.

The blood gradually returned to Roxana’s face, which had been as pale as paper. Warmth began to return to her cold body.

After Cassis pressed himself close to Roxana, the butterflies that had been circling around them, unable to land, disappeared one by one.

After a while, the body in his arms moved slightly.

Only then did Cassis part his lips from hers.

The eyes that met his at close range were still unfocused.

Perhaps because she had just regained consciousness, the red eyes that looked up at him blankly seemed to be wandering in a dream.

Roxana didn’t seem to recognize the situation yet.

However, she seemed to feel a sense of bewilderment, as her lips slightly parted. Cassis’s lips descended upon them again.

Since Roxana’s injuries were not external, this method was the most effective for recovery.

Soon, Roxana’s breath became ragged. It seemed she had finally realized the situation she was in.

She raised her hand and clutched his sleeve as before.

But as she realized that her internal injuries were gradually healing, her weak movements soon subsided.

After a little more time, the power that had flowed into Roxana’s body began to attempt to purify the poison.

It was then that a fierce resistance was transmitted from their touching bodies. Cassis readily backed away from the hand that pushed him away.

“Don’t.”

A slender voice, not yet fully recovered, pierced his eardrums.

However, there was a firmness in the hardened eyes that stared straight at Cassis.

Her refusal was not simply about the act of kissing.

“Do you even know what state you’re in right now?”

Roxana’s body was almost completely consumed by poison.

The poison within her was slowly eating away at her even at this moment. He could tell for sure now that he was in direct contact with her.

But Roxana said in a voice without a hint of hesitation.

“That’s why I’m saying it. Don’t.”

Cassis didn’t ask her why. Their eyes met in the air.

He knew this look.

It was the look of someone who lived each moment prepared for death.

Cassis realized that this was why he had been unknowingly concerned about the person before him, and why he couldn’t just leave her alone.

At that moment, a wind he himself hadn’t realized blew into him. [A subtle, unexpected change occurred within him.]

It was certainly faint, but it was a change that would soon become so immense that it would shake him entirely.

* * *

I marveled at Cassis’s ability.

The pain that had felt like my insides were being torn apart had disappeared somewhere along the line. My breathing was also much easier than before.

I must have coughed up a lot of blood, as my clothes and hair were all wet. Still, I was grateful that the room was equipped with ventilation, so at least the foul smell of blood had dissipated.

The only sound in the room was my own wheezing breath.

Thankfully, I was occupying Cassis’s bed, almost embraced by him. I could feel my weakened body slowly recovering just by being like this. What kind of ability is this, really?

I don’t know what it is, but I was so surprised when Cassis’s power, which had entered me earlier, tried to purify the poison.

I almost ruined all the hard work I had put into consuming poison until now.

Then it suddenly occurred to me that Cassis’s younger sister, Sylvia, also had a strange ability.

Wow, how could I have forgotten this until now?

But it was understandable. Because Sylvia’s ability was something befitting the heroine of a 19+ novel. [A novel with mature themes.]

Roughly, kissing her would restore stamina, and doing things that would be censored would heal wounds or something like that.

That’s right. One of the reasons why Sylvia became a toy for the male leads of other families and ended up in a confinement route was because of that.

But I don’t remember ever seeing that it was a genetic ability of the Fedelian family.

Furthermore, Cassis’s ability seemed a little different from Sylvia’s ability, which was now vaguely coming to mind.

Because Sylvia’s ability… well, it seemed to only be effective through the transfer of bodily fluids.

This is truly an ability befitting the heroine of a 19+ reverse harem novel, even when I think about it again. [A story where one woman has multiple male love interests.]

However, Cassis was helping my body recover just by holding me.

Seeing that, it seemed that Cassis had a more outstanding ability than his younger sister.

Was that why he was able to distinguish poisonous plants?

While pondering such thoughts, I subtly raised my gaze. Cassis, sensing my gaze, also shifted his eyes and looked down at me.

The blood that had been on me had already spread to Cassis. But he didn’t seem to care much about it.

His face was still a little stiff, so I couldn’t help but open my mouth.

“It’s okay. I won’t die from this much.”

Of course, it wouldn’t be believable even if someone who had spilled a bucketful of blood said this.

“I told you, I’ll protect you until you can safely get out.”

When I said that, Cassis looked down at me without a word for a while.

Then he finally parted his tightly closed lips.

“Why are you saying such things to me?”

But the words that came out of him were quite unexpected.

“I’m not your brother.”

What’s with him saying something so obvious?

I couldn’t understand what this meant, so I pondered for a moment.

Then I soon realized that Cassis was under a ridiculous misunderstanding.

No, of course, I did try to build rapport with Cassis and get closer to him by saying things like, ‘Seeing you reminds me of my brother’ and trying to sell him on it…

Still, to think that I’m trying to help him because of Ashil?

The two don’t even look alike in the first place. What is this unfounded confidence?

I’m just doing this because I don’t want to face a massacre ending later for condoning Cassis Fedelian’s death.

“I know.”

But it was strange.

Suddenly, it felt like a stone had rolled into my throat and gotten stuck.

I was going to answer that I hadn’t thought that at all, but for some reason, the words wouldn’t come out.

I was a little annoyed by that.

“You don’t look anything like my dead brother.”

It was something I couldn’t understand myself, forgetting the attitude I had taken in front of him until now and saying that.

Furthermore, a slightly sharp tone flowed out, as if I was denying that I was the one who had been stabbed in the back.

“So don’t get the wrong idea.”

It would have been a better method to just stimulate Cassis’s weak points and let him pity me, as I had done so far.

But strangely, I wanted to deny his words.

I hated that Deon and Cassis acted as if Ashil was a big weakness for me.

Come to think of it, the words ‘I’ll protect you’ that I said to Cassis were the same words that Ashil used to say to me like a habit when I was young. I didn’t like the fact that I had remembered that.

Ashil acted like a big brother in front of me, but I didn’t really consider him a brother.

It was natural. If I combined my memories from my past life, I was much older than him. It would be different if Ashil was my younger brother.

“Funny… who’s protecting who?”

I unknowingly muttered to myself at the old memories that suddenly came to mind.

Cassis just quietly looked down at me like that, without saying anything.

Perhaps at this moment, I was showing him my most honest self.