The Power of Midnight in One Body! So I Really Am a Legendary Genius, Aren't I?

The Power of Midnight in One Body! So I Really Am a Legendary Genius, Aren't I?

(An extra chapter for our brother "Frostfang Claw," 2/5)

Lady Yvette clearly had no intention of agreeing to Laenennia's "reasonable request." She had meant to crush little Sasha's foolish resolve to pursue the nonexistent "freedom" with a cold, decisive rejection, continuing the "love-hate relationship" between herself and Laenennia that had lasted for the past hundred years.

But Murphy's unexpected appearance—and the question he asked, like a curse—had caught Yvette right where it hurt.

The Third Lord, who was known as a "human bulldozer," had backed down almost instantly and decisively yielded. The sight made Maxim feel once again just how "powerful" his master Murphy was. But Laenennia, who knew Yvette's ways well, sensed something even more unsettling in it.

After the three of them left Lord Yvette's sickroom, the bow knight, who had received a promise, still felt as if she were dreaming. She clutched Maxim's hand tightly, then looked at Lord Murphy. In a good mood, Murphy turned back and asked:

"Why are you looking at me like that? Is there something dirty on my face?"

"H-How did you do it?"

Laenennia stammered:

"I've never seen Lady Yvette fear anything so much. She often angered the venerable lord Paine, but she wasn't actually afraid of him. Even when he invoked the blood pact, all it did was give Lady Yvette the pleasure of being 'tortured.' It couldn't cause her any real pain.

"You may not know this, but before she became a vampire, Lady Yvette worshipped the 'pleasure' aspect of the Spider Lady's divine portfolio. The Shadow Elves' understanding of the concept is terribly twisted and broad. To them, pain is merely a tool for pursuing perverse pleasures.

"That's why mere pain can't