“What’s this?”
Khan Alexis, asking so, was a handsome man with striking and distinct features, his eyes seeming to penetrate through. With thick, dark gray hair, standing tall at what looked like 2 meters, and a black fur coat draped over his broad shoulders, he appeared as if he had just jumped out of the game with an almost surreal presence. He exuded the characteristic arrogance and ease of a young master who had become the owner of the North.
Overwhelmed by his intense presence, I could only stand frozen. The fear of being crushed to death by his movements surged even if he just moved his fingers. The rough winter wind sweeping through the open carriage door chilled my blood excessively.
As I turned pale, unable to breathe properly, a knight from behind rushed in, trampling through the snow up to his calves. It was the knight who drove my carriage. He was bleeding profusely from his forehead, looking severely injured.
“Your Excellency, the Grand Duke! This, this is the youngest son of Count Narcissus! Del Narcissus.”
“I can’t bother remembering noble names one by one.”
Khan grunted and turned away, walking through the snow-covered ground without a care. Only after he moved a certain distance did I notice the greatsword in his right hand, dripping with fresh blood. As he walked away, blood dripped from the sword onto the snow, and there was a faint steam rising from it.
Seeing my puzzled expression, the knight explained, “We were attacked by monsters. His Excellency helped us while passing by.”
The knight roughly wiped the blood off his torn forehead with his hand.
“M-Monster attack?”
Come to think of it, the reason for encountering Khan Alexis seemed to be a monster attack. Honestly, I skipped through the story a bit hastily because I wanted to see some spicy scenes, so my memory was a bit fuzzy.
“Oh, the monsters are dead.”
The knight said so, wiping his forehead with his hand again.
“No. Uh, there… the blood keeps gushing out.”
“Now that we’re almost at the Ice Prison, please wait a little longer!”
He spoke energetically, then turned around. Watching his face disappear into the snowdrift, I hesitated for a moment. Riding Khan’s carriage was originally part of the story here, but…
Frowning, I tried to recall the details. If I were to take Khan’s carriage, there was a hundred percent chance of an adult situation. According to the setting, after killing the monsters, Khan’s excitement would surge, or something like that. Yeah, let’s just stay here. If we wait a bit, this knight will get up and drive the carriage. After all, he’s a knight, so he should be a sturdy person in this world.
I looked hopefully at the knight’s back. However, for some reason, his movements seemed to lose vigor little by little…
“Excuse me? Sir Knight?”
“Sir Knight, just to make sure… Are you heading back now?”
“…….”
Knight, wake up!!!!
I hastily jumped off the carriage and turned the knight’s body around. After struggling with the weight for a while, I could finally see his front.
The knight’s eyes were completely turned backward, and blood was still oozing from the wound on his forehead. His face had lost its vitality, and it turned pale. I knew that this knight was just a game character, and an extra at that, but seeing someone dying right in front of me made my mind go blank.
“Hey, wake up. Pull yourself together.”
I pulled up the sleeve of my fur coat and pressed it firmly against the knight’s forehead to stop the bleeding. The sensation of warm blood soaking my hand was vivid and unsettling.
How can this be just a game character?
“Open your eyes! Hey!”
Even as I slapped the knight’s frozen cheek, he didn’t open his eyes. Intuitively, I sensed that this person would soon take his last breath.
No, so quickly…? Really going to die? Like this?
My fingertips trembled. What should I do? Artificial respiration? CPR? What should I do…
“Hey, get out of the way.”
At that moment, someone took the knight away as if snatching his body. When I looked up dazedly, Khan Alexis was wrapping the knight’s body around his shoulders as if it were a familiar routine. In the ashy storm, his black fur coat fluttered.
Khan swept his hand to get rid of the icicles while muttering, “Really annoying.” He then draped the knight over his shoulder and began walking in the direction we were heading before. Shivering and dumbfounded, I sat there, but Khan turned his head with a slight tilt and spoke loudly.
“If you want to freeze to death, stay there.”
At this moment, he was helping us. I gathered strength in my trembling legs and stood up. Following Khan, I looked at the footprints he left. Although the shouts to stop echoed continuously, I didn’t halt.
I could avoid the mature content somehow. For now, I needed to save that knight.
Khan, mumbling, continued walking towards a colossal carriage at the end of the path. Confidently, he opened the carriage door and placed the bleeding knight inside. Turning around, he glanced at me. His expression, stern, seemed to deliver a reprimand to my sluggishness.
I struggled through the snow, determined. As I approached the carriage, Khan, as if dealing with a small animal, grabbed the fur collar of my coat and effortlessly lifted me into the carriage. Swiftly, my body lifted off the ground. He put me inside the carriage just as easily and then, with an unsatisfied expression, squeezed himself into the carriage too.
Khan tapped the carriage wall twice shortly, and simultaneously, the carriage started moving.
“What about our horses? They are tied up!”
“My subordinates will bring them. Right now, saving lives is more urgent.”
“…Thank you.”
In response to my gratitude, Khan made a fist and scanned me from top to bottom. Curiosity sparked in his golden eyes.
“You, are you a criminal?”
Riding a carriage for transporting prisoners to the North, it was natural to be a criminal, but it complicated the story as a noble like me, accompanied by a knight escort.
Many prisoners were sent to the Ice Prison. As a common punishment, those who committed the worst crimes were thrown into the northern forest to become prey for monsters. After dumping prisoners like trash without giving them a single coat, most of them either perished or became prey for the creatures.
The northern lands were vast, and since corpses neatly disappeared, Khan didn’t have much regret about Southerners treating the North as a garbage disposal site. However, the case was different for nobles who committed crimes and were banished here.
Those nobles who committed heinous crimes or fell out of favor with their families were genuinely ‘sent away.’ It was not just sending them; it was more like how parents in ancient times sent troublesome children to a boarding school. The Ice Prison was almost treated like a reform institution.
Khan couldn’t freely kill or punish those noble individuals. Therefore, he tormented them severely to make them run away from the North on their own. Of course, in this world, being a realm of mature content, the torment referred to sexual harassment.
After roughly recalling the setting in the North, I crouched down subtly.
“What crime did you commit?”
Khan, running his thumb across his lips, asked casually. I swallowed hard. I had to answer well here. The worse the crime, the more merciless Khan would be in tormenting the person.
“I, I was falsely accused.”
I answered with a voice almost resembling goat vibrations, trembling.
“Most of the people here claim they’re innocent.”
“I’m really innocent. I didn’t do anything! People accused me of trying to kill my younger sister, a crazy old guy tried to attack me, I didn’t put much effort into it, but the prison door broke……”
As I spoke, I realized I was genuinely unjustly accused.
Do you understand the feelings of an ordinary person who accidentally entered a mature content game while taking a nap? Probably not.
However, Khan, losing interest in my prolonged explanation, took out a dagger from somewhere and began twirling it. From his perspective, it was just playing with a knife, but for me, the scene itself was a tremendous visual and auditory threat.
As I cowered back in fear, Khan with an animalistic gleam in his eyes, spoke.
“I’ll give the prisoners a one-week trial period. During that time, I’ll figure out what kind of guy you are.”
The sharp blade danced brilliantly between his fingers.
“By the way, the trial starts now.”
Khan chuckled. His cheerful, boyish smile felt like a child innocently detaching wings from an insect, devoid of malice.
At that moment, the knight lying beside us, continuing his faint breaths, twitched.
“Ugh….”
The knight’s groans were overshadowed by the howling blizzard outside, but Khan, sitting right next to me with exceptional physical abilities, could hear the groans clearly.
Simultaneously, a ding-dong sound resonated from the front.
“[Khan Alexis’s Favorability +1]”
Did you hear that knight’s groaning sound?
……?
“What’s this?”
Khan Alexis, asking so, was a handsome man with striking and distinct features, his eyes seeming to penetrate through. With thick, dark gray hair, standing tall at what looked like 2 meters, and a black fur coat draped over his broad shoulders, he appeared as if he had just jumped out of the game with an almost surreal presence. He exuded the characteristic arrogance and ease of a young master who had become the owner of the North.
Overwhelmed by his intense presence, I could only stand frozen. The fear of being crushed to death by his movements surged even if he just moved his fingers. The rough winter wind sweeping through the open carriage door chilled my blood excessively.
As I turned pale, unable to breathe properly, a knight from behind rushed in, trampling through the snow up to his calves. It was the knight who drove my carriage. He was bleeding profusely from his forehead, looking severely injured.
“Your Excellency, the Grand Duke! This, this is the youngest son of Count Narcissus! Del Narcissus.”
“I can’t bother remembering noble names one by one.”
Khan grunted and turned away, walking through the snow-covered ground without a care. Only after he moved a certain distance did I notice the greatsword in his right hand, dripping with fresh blood. As he walked away, blood dripped from the sword onto the snow, and there was a faint steam rising from it.
Seeing my puzzled expression, the knight explained, “We were attacked by monsters. His Excellency helped us while passing by.”
The knight roughly wiped the blood off his torn forehead with his hand.
“M-Monster attack?”
Come to think of it, the reason for encountering Khan Alexis seemed to be a monster attack. Honestly, I skipped through the story a bit hastily because I wanted to see some spicy scenes, so my memory was a bit fuzzy.
“Oh, the monsters are dead.”
The knight said so, wiping his forehead with his hand again.
“No. Uh, there… the blood keeps gushing out.”
“Now that we’re almost at the Ice Prison, please wait a little longer!”
He spoke energetically, then turned around. Watching his face disappear into the snowdrift, I hesitated for a moment. Riding Khan’s carriage was originally part of the story here, but…
Frowning, I tried to recall the details. If I were to take Khan’s carriage, there was a hundred percent chance of an adult situation. According to the setting, after killing the monsters, Khan’s excitement would surge, or something like that. Yeah, let’s just stay here. If we wait a bit, this knight will get up and drive the carriage. After all, he’s a knight, so he should be a sturdy person in this world.
I looked hopefully at the knight’s back. However, for some reason, his movements seemed to lose vigor little by little…
“Excuse me? Sir Knight?”
“Sir Knight, just to make sure… Are you heading back now?”
“…….”
Knight, wake up!!!!
I hastily jumped off the carriage and turned the knight’s body around. After struggling with the weight for a while, I could finally see his front.
The knight’s eyes were completely turned backward, and blood was still oozing from the wound on his forehead. His face had lost its vitality, and it turned pale. I knew that this knight was just a game character, and an extra at that, but seeing someone dying right in front of me made my mind go blank.
“Hey, wake up. Pull yourself together.”
I pulled up the sleeve of my fur coat and pressed it firmly against the knight’s forehead to stop the bleeding. The sensation of warm blood soaking my hand was vivid and unsettling.
How can this be just a game character?
“Open your eyes! Hey!”
Even as I slapped the knight’s frozen cheek, he didn’t open his eyes. Intuitively, I sensed that this person would soon take his last breath.
No, so quickly…? Really going to die? Like this?
My fingertips trembled. What should I do? Artificial respiration? CPR? What should I do…
“Hey, get out of the way.”
At that moment, someone took the knight away as if snatching his body. When I looked up dazedly, Khan Alexis was wrapping the knight’s body around his shoulders as if it were a familiar routine. In the ashy storm, his black fur coat fluttered.
Khan swept his hand to get rid of the icicles while muttering, “Really annoying.” He then draped the knight over his shoulder and began walking in the direction we were heading before. Shivering and dumbfounded, I sat there, but Khan turned his head with a slight tilt and spoke loudly.
“If you want to freeze to death, stay there.”
At this moment, he was helping us. I gathered strength in my trembling legs and stood up. Following Khan, I looked at the footprints he left. Although the shouts to stop echoed continuously, I didn’t halt.
I could avoid the mature content somehow. For now, I needed to save that knight.
Khan, mumbling, continued walking towards a colossal carriage at the end of the path. Confidently, he opened the carriage door and placed the bleeding knight inside. Turning around, he glanced at me. His expression, stern, seemed to deliver a reprimand to my sluggishness.
I struggled through the snow, determined. As I approached the carriage, Khan, as if dealing with a small animal, grabbed the fur collar of my coat and effortlessly lifted me into the carriage. Swiftly, my body lifted off the ground. He put me inside the carriage just as easily and then, with an unsatisfied expression, squeezed himself into the carriage too.
Khan tapped the carriage wall twice shortly, and simultaneously, the carriage started moving.
“What about our horses? They are tied up!”
“My subordinates will bring them. Right now, saving lives is more urgent.”
“…Thank you.”
In response to my gratitude, Khan made a fist and scanned me from top to bottom. Curiosity sparked in his golden eyes.
“You, are you a criminal?”
Riding a carriage for transporting prisoners to the North, it was natural to be a criminal, but it complicated the story as a noble like me, accompanied by a knight escort.
Many prisoners were sent to the Ice Prison. As a common punishment, those who committed the worst crimes were thrown into the northern forest to become prey for monsters. After dumping prisoners like trash without giving them a single coat, most of them either perished or became prey for the creatures.
The northern lands were vast, and since corpses neatly disappeared, Khan didn’t have much regret about Southerners treating the North as a garbage disposal site. However, the case was different for nobles who committed crimes and were banished here.
Those nobles who committed heinous crimes or fell out of favor with their families were genuinely ‘sent away.’ It was not just sending them; it was more like how parents in ancient times sent troublesome children to a boarding school. The Ice Prison was almost treated like a reform institution.
Khan couldn’t freely kill or punish those noble individuals. Therefore, he tormented them severely to make them run away from the North on their own. Of course, in this world, being a realm of mature content, the torment referred to sexual harassment.
After roughly recalling the setting in the North, I crouched down subtly.
“What crime did you commit?”
Khan, running his thumb across his lips, asked casually. I swallowed hard. I had to answer well here. The worse the crime, the more merciless Khan would be in tormenting the person.
“I, I was falsely accused.”
I answered with a voice almost resembling goat vibrations, trembling.
“Most of the people here claim they’re innocent.”
“I’m really innocent. I didn’t do anything! People accused me of trying to kill my younger sister, a crazy old guy tried to attack me, I didn’t put much effort into it, but the prison door broke……”
As I spoke, I realized I was genuinely unjustly accused.
Do you understand the feelings of an ordinary person who accidentally entered a mature content game while taking a nap? Probably not.
However, Khan, losing interest in my prolonged explanation, took out a dagger from somewhere and began twirling it. From his perspective, it was just playing with a knife, but for me, the scene itself was a tremendous visual and auditory threat.
As I cowered back in fear, Khan with an animalistic gleam in his eyes, spoke.
“I’ll give the prisoners a one-week trial period. During that time, I’ll figure out what kind of guy you are.”
The sharp blade danced brilliantly between his fingers.
“By the way, the trial starts now.”
Khan chuckled. His cheerful, boyish smile felt like a child innocently detaching wings from an insect, devoid of malice.
At that moment, the knight lying beside us, continuing his faint breaths, twitched.
“Ugh….”
The knight’s groans were overshadowed by the howling blizzard outside, but Khan, sitting right next to me with exceptional physical abilities, could hear the groans clearly.
Simultaneously, a ding-dong sound resonated from the front.
“[Khan Alexis’s Favorability +1]”
Did you hear that knight’s groaning sound?
……?
