I Will Disappear, Grand Duke | LK Adaptation

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"Did you have a nightmare?"

Kalosa asked with a wrinkled frown. Jungkook, who had been observing the situation for a moment, found a bandage wrapped around his shoulder and all over his arm.

It was then that pain filled his body as if he had been mutilated.

Jungkook, biting his lip and lowering his hand, took a deep breath, and his former memory gradually became clearer.

He was clearly facing off with his enemies. Then, without realizing it, he reached the edge of the cliff and stumbled on his foot.

... No, to be exact, something like fog grabbed his ankles and pulled him down.

While Jungkook groped for that sensation, Kalosa asked again.

"If you wake up now, the pain will be severe, are you okay?"

His arm was healed by Kalosa's holy power, leaving no trace.

However, due to the serious injury, the nerves would not fully heal, and the crushing pain was still felt.

Besides, he should have been asleep for three or four days under anesthesia, but he woke up in less than two days.

That would make his pain even worse, but he didn't groan except for a frown on his forehead.

After a while, Jungkook stared at Kalosa with his slightly sharper eyes. Then he looked down at his arm again.

A bandage tied without a single point of fraying. Pain as if one of his arms had been torn off.

And the old man in front of him.

For a moment, Jungkook's eyes flashed weakly. It was because this situation suddenly felt strange.

Was it purely a coincidence that he had come this far? Obviously, the fog that dragged him down from the cliff was not an illusion.

Jungkook narrowed his brow slightly. Then, almost reflexively, he untied the bandage on his arm.

"No, what are you doing?"

Jungkook's expression hardened as he looked down at his bare arm exposed outside as Kalosa mumbled absurdly.

There was pain, but there were no scars.

Seeing Jungkook's hardened face, Kalosa spoke.

"I used my powers. Fortunately, the injuries were not serious and they were treated quickly."

Power. Then this old man was a priest.

Jungkook jumped out of bed and looked around. Then he looked at the small window in the wooden wall.

The street was covered with fog. He saw old wooden houses and tents scattered about. It was a slum street.

At this moment, he remembered what Matheus had said.

"They are more likely to hide in places no one expected. It will be the poorest, most inconspicuous, small place."