I Tamed a Tyrant and Ran Away
Chapter 95

Dylan breathed out.

Is the feeling of Charlize on his fingertips really Charlize? While desperately wishing that it was not a dream, Dylan realized that it was also reality.

‘Gotcha.’

Dylan hugged Charlize.

He wanted to stay like this for a moment, without saying anything.

He felt a thrill of joy. At the same time, he was wary of such feelings.

He must not lose control.

Every single moment felt like a long time. The eyes seemed to turn around, and the eyes that were revealed while being overwhelmed with intense emotions were unbearably cold.

It was a sense of betrayal and resentment.

Because he gave her trust. Because he just blindly believed and followed her. He was filled with despair and anguish that trust had been abandoned.

“Why?”

Dylan asked Charlize by the nape of her neck. Charlize was still breathing in his arms.

After three years of reunion, the back of her neck felt distant. His Master denied and denied that it wouldn’t happen, but eventually, she never showed up. An escape without warning.

It happened all of a sudden during a romantic relationship that he believed would be happy and smooth. Why?

He didn’t think she’d be so cruel to leave him. The thought of being abandoned. Because she always swore. She continued to say that she would always be by his side.

It was all a deception.

“Why did you tame me and run away?”

Charlize didn’t answer. Dylan hugged Charlize as her body crumbled.

“If there’s a good reason you had to abandon me, tell me. Give me an excuse.”

It was a very cold voice, but it was like a plea. The growl of a beast.

“…”

Dylan gathered the rest of his patience to the floor and waited. There was no way Charlize could not have heard the question.

Because he whispered it into her ear. But Charlize. She was quiet for a while. Dylan looked down at Charlize.

When she made eye contact with him, Charlize closed her eyes. Maybe looking away, or feeling guilty.

At least she didn’t mean to answer. Dylan collapsed with a face trampled on even the last hope. Of course, the emperor’s face was still cold.

‘It doesn’t matter.’

Didn’t he already decide to own Charlize by all means?

“…Charlize.”

Dylan owned Charlize’s name.

He won’t let anyone call her Charlize anymore.

“Now, you’ll have to stay by my side.”

Charlize slowly opened her eyes.

In front of her, there was a man dressed in the emperor’s uniform. A cold expression with no warmth to be found.

It was an unfamiliar face to Charlize. It wasn’t Dylan that Charlize knew.

Why does it seem like she has never seen it before?

Even though they have been together for many years, it was very unfamiliar.

For the past three years, Charlize wasn’t having a hard time without Dylan. Still, Charlize’s heart also rattled when she saw him after such a long time.

Apart from the tense situation, does physical contact after a long time paralyze the human brain?

Dylan’s warm hand wrapped around Charlize’s waist. It was just provocative.

“Alperier’s life is now up to me.”

All of the Alperiers have already been captured.

It was just one sentence, but Charlize immediately understood what he meant.

Shadow’s sword was hanging under Alperier’s neck. If Charlize doesn’t cooperate with Dylan, they’ll all die.

Charlize noticed.

But this was not Dylan’s way. So she was caught off guard like this.

‘If I want to, right now.’

Charlize was able to cut everyone off by herself and run away. But Alperier was a different story.

‘I should have come alone.’

Charlize bit her lip.

She thought for a moment. Even now, she was wondering if she should leave Alperier and move alone.

But three years was not a short time. The friction with Alperier was brief in the beginning. As they spent a long time together, there were many memories.

Dylan’s lips opened.

“Derian, Cross, Siphnet, Wendy, Tirna, Zenius, Vipalio, and… Payne.”

Charlize’s eyes widened.

She couldn’t believe it even though she heard Dylan’s voice clearly with both her ears.

‘How far did you find out?’

Especially when pronouncing ‘Payne’, Dylan spoke as if he were chewing a knife.

Charlize is hardened.

Dylan turned his head away from Charlize for a moment.

He gazed at the trapped Alperiers with their knees bent down.

“Aren’t they all Master’s precious friends?”

She doesn’t think of them as friends, but.

The name gave her so much affection that she could remember it. To the point where she can’t let them die innocently for no reason.

“Master, you don’t trust others, but you trust them to work. That’s different from me.”

Dylan worked alone. Because Charlize used as much talent as she was given to her subordinates who lacked it.

The two were different.

The man that Charlize tamed. The face that she believed to be the wise king.

“I’ll do whatever I want, too. Just like Master did.”

Now it’s completely different.

There was no longer a moral, refreshing, and neat boy.

Traces of the boy from childhood disappeared as if washed away. The current Dylan was finally fitting the word tyrant.

The strong hand of an adult wrapped around her waist, as if wrapped around her like a snake. The cold and sober face of a ruler who is accustomed to reign.

There is no need to hide it anymore, the vast charisma and dignity that are revealed.

As he collided with Charlize’s gaze in mid-air, Dylan spoke expressionlessly.

“I’m threatening you, Master.”

Seeing Charlize shocked, Dylan did not stop talking.

“Can you see that their lives are in my hands? Even if I throw them away. Master, don’t you have a tendency to avoid the death of innocent people?”

Who is this man?

“Let’s put that aside. Alperier has the information that Master wants, and you probably haven’t heard all of it.”

“Your, Majesty.”

“What are you going to do?”

Charlize suddenly realized that their relationship had been completely reversed.

That she shouldn’t think about the old Dylan and the old Charlize.

But despite knowing it, she was never accepted. Charlize tried not to stutter.

“Your Majesty, I don’t think so.”

She only said one sentence.

Dylan’s reaction was cold.

“Then. Did you think I would still be the same? Until when? Until Master doesn’t appear and I get old alone and die?”

The tone at the end of his words sounded soft. However, the content was never satisfactory.

Dylan laughed for a moment.

“Isn’t it Master who made me change like this?”

Dylan’s other hand gently grabbed Charlize’s chin and lifted it up.

She couldn’t breathe. Even though her neck is tilted back and she can only see Dylan around the world. Charlize stayed still as she was.

She could see the gagged Alperiers wriggling within the viewing angle. It’s probably because they have never seen anyone act like this to Charlize.

Charlize looked at Dylan with her mouth shut.

He.

Looks like he’s broken.

‘The real piece of Ehyrit put those words in his mouth. How can you see your woman with those eyes?’

How dark do you have to be?

It was a secretive and dangerous atmosphere, as if the sharp red tongue was going to cut the skin.

Charlize remained silent.

Just because his appearance before the regression and his appearance now overlap.

A secret ruler who manipulated people in secret to keep the will of the 7th concubine. The emperor of the empire who was reborn through the taming of Charlize, united the continents into one, and put it under his feet.

His black hair, which she had only thought of as elegant, at this moment, felt as secretive and decadent as that of the devil.

His blue eyes are no longer refreshing. That blue eye is just reigning and dominating like the vast sea, overwhelming nature.

“Lock them up.”

At Dylan’s brief order, Shadow absolutely obeyed.

They took Alperier and dragged them away as if forcibly taken away. A close aide to Charlize, who was called the commander of the Death Knight and reigned in fear of the magic tower. Now, their eyes were covered with a blindfold and dragged away.

Dylan’s hand was still on Charlize’s chin. A touch that seemed gentle, but a refusal would not be tolerated.

“Don’t even dare to look into her.”

Said Dylan coldly.

Shadow, staring at Charlize and Dylan, immediately bowed their heads. Now no Shadow’s gaze reached Charlize.

“Those who will hear this voice except me are also a burden.”

The remaining Shadows covered their ears with the earplugs they had prepared. At that strict obedience, Charlize was about to become confused.

Does this belong to him?

“Charlize.”

As if Dylan’s fingers were going to invade her lips, he touched Charlize’s lips.

Covert yet explicit. The persistent rubbing fingers were soggy.

“You may speak up now.”

“…”

Charlize could finally understand the meaning of the word boredom.

Even if Charlize didn’t say anything, Dylan didn’t care.

“Don’t be relieved that I didn’t kill them right away. I could torture Alperier…”

Dylan spoke languidly. He said it was right to threaten her, but he was really outspoken.

“Didn’t you see it right away? As I went to deal with the late Emperor, you already saw the horrors of the dungeon.”

It was, as if he was smiling.

“Are you going to push them into hell like that?”

Dylan looked at Charlize.

It was Charlize, whom he wanted to capture so much. Dreamy navy eyes like a fairy. Ash blond with a mixture of gold and silver, sparkles.

The brilliant beauty was just unrivaled without a replaceable being.

Still. She looks fragile, yet she is supremely strong. Charlize opened her lips.

“Why, to this extent?”

A voice that scatters gently as if it were exhaling a heavy breath.

The tingling feeling that he felt whenever Charlize sang a song ran through his spine even at this moment. Charlize had confused eyes. But Dylan laughed.

Yeah, you see me like that. Now pay attention to me.

Gotcha. You’re next to me.

So, don’t pay attention to anything else. Just pour everything into me. Because I’ll only allow you to do that.

It was good to own you, keep you by my side, and eventually fall into the abyss together.

In the first place, Charlize was the first to reach out to dye him black.

“Your Majesty.”

“It wasn’t my fault that I was tamed.”

In fact, it seemed like he was talking to provoke Charlize’s feelings.

Perhaps knowingly, Charlize also flinched. She eventually failed to push him away.

“Call me Dylan.”

Dylan pressed his lips to Charlize’s cheek.

“You only look at me, and now you live by my side.”

The sweet voice was fake. Just a forced order. Charlize looked up at Dylan from inside him.

Possessiveness. Spreading red. Dylan was already filled with a passion that was dyed red and black.

Charlize stopped. And she realized.

Dylan, he’s crazy.

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