Forced to become a delicate companion of a paranoid lord

Chapter 281 I ask you to kill him, kill him!

It was three o'clock in the morning in Lebiste, a city located in the central area of ​​the Lar continent.

The glass windows that were not closed properly collided with each other in the night wind, making disturbing noises.

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The night wind lifted up a corner of the gauze curtains in the room, and the bright moonlight shone through the curtains onto the large bed with pillars. Since it was summer in Lebisce, the curtains around the large bed with pillars were not fallen.

The young man lying on his side on the big bed, hugging a thin satin blanket, didn't know what kind of dream he fell into. His brows were furrowed, his eyelashes were trembling uneasily, and his lips were opening and closing, making low mumblings, as if he was trying his best to retain something...

The female guard who was used to light sleep in the next bedroom twitched her ears twice, then she swiftly got out of bed, took a few quick steps barefoot to open the sliding door to the next room, and after entering the next bedroom, she immediately spotted the person who had somehow fallen off the bed to the floor.

The young man who was kneeling on the floor, staring blankly at his hands, stretched out his hands forward and spoke incoherently after seeing her.

"Eudora... is gone, gone, my... my, my, my magic, my magic is gone..."

He kept repeating the same thing over and over again until his magic power disappeared. When the tall female guard came to him and reached out to lift him from the floor to the bed, she grabbed the other's wrist tightly.

"Eudora, this is a dream, right?" Like a drowning man grabbing the last straw, Amos stared at his guard with his dark green eyes, hoping that she could give him the answer he wanted.

But his guards always said things he didn't like to hear.

She said: "This is not a dream, Your Highness."

After entering the bedroom, Eudora noticed that Amos's magical power was different from usual.

Amos, the fifth-year head of the Magic Academy, possessed an astonishing amount of magic power, but now, his magic power is only half of what it used to be!

After getting the answer he didn't want to hear, Amos pushed Eudora away, stood up from the floor, and began to pace back and forth in the room.

"Why is this happening? It's obviously irreversible, why is this happening? It's mine, it's mine, this is my magical talent, my magic power! Why is it disappearing? It shouldn't be like this..."

I kept repeating "why" to myself.

"It's mine" and similar words. After a while, Amos suddenly swept the decorative vase off the cupboard, then turned around and walked quickly to his guard.

"I told you that my magic power is slipping away. I told you! You don't believe me. Mother doesn't believe me. Uncle doesn't believe me. You don't believe me either! He's taking it back. He's taking it back!"

Looking up at the female guard who was taller than himself, the usually confident, calm, gentle and elegant head of the academy, Prince Amos Fichold of the Heiseidon Empire, relied on the soundproof magic circle set up in his bedroom and shouted almost hysterically.

"I told you to kill him, kill him! You didn't listen to me. Why didn't you listen to me?"

From Eudora's perspective, Amos, who was shouting that he wanted to kill the other person but was shaking with fear all over, looked a little pitiful.

She knew that what Amos feared most was losing his magical talent and his enormous magical power.

Now I can't find any words to comfort him, I can only tell him again.

"He cannot die. No one related to you can kill him, nor can anyone instruct others to kill him. Don't be afraid, Amos. He won't live long in the Far North. As for your magic power, it may be caused by your previous slackness in magic practice. As long as you practice well, you will be able to recover after a while."

Eudora recited the words of Her Majesty the Queen, and then she knelt on one knee and bowed her head.

"Of course, if you insist that I kill him, I can also execute your order immediately."