Sword Empress's POV
"…"
Thump, thcump, thump…
My heart raced as I fought to calm it. The doctor stepped out, leaving me alone with him.
"By the way… you do have some basic knowledge, right?" she asked hesitantly before leaving.
"…I have the bare minimum. Don't worry," I replied.
"Normally, when someone's energy is depleted, it doesn't function well, but living beings often muster their last strength for reproduction when life is at stake. He should manage at least once."
"…Thanks for letting me know."
In my youth, I might have been clueless, but twenty years ago, during the war with the Blood Cult, I'd seen enough of the world—good and bad—to grasp the basics.
"…"
I gazed down at Yuseong, unconscious on the cloth.
A man nearly violated by his disciple, now facing the same from his master while helpless. It was a story too absurd for even the cheapest marketplace novels.
Shiver, shiver…
