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Chapter 1223 - 1224: Can’t Share It · Sep 30, 2026

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1201 Chapter 1201 - 1202: Lack Of Understanding 2026-09-30
1202 Chapter 1202 - 1203: You Don’t Say 2026-09-30
1203 Chapter 1203 - 1204: Tell Her When The Time Is Right 2026-09-30
1204 Chapter 1204 - 1205: New Town 2026-09-30
1205 Chapter 1205 - 1206: Better Not To Know 2026-09-30
1206 Chapter 1206 - 1207: Do What You Must 2026-09-30
1207 Chapter 1207 - 1208: Humble Commoner 2026-09-30
1208 Chapter 1208 - 1209: A Child’s Tears 2026-09-30
1209 Chapter 1209 - 1210: New Woman 2026-09-30
1210 Chapter 1210 - 1211: Deep Resentment 2026-09-30
1211 Chapter 1211 - 1212: Mommy 2026-09-30
1212 Chapter 1212 - 1213: Kill The Dragon 2026-09-30
1213 Chapter 1213 - 1214: Chill The Dragon 2026-09-30
1214 Chapter 1214 - 1215: Distance 2026-09-30
1215 Chapter 1215 - 1216: Cute Child 2026-09-30
1216 Chapter 1216 - 1217: About Ranar 2026-09-30
1217 Chapter 1217 - 1218: Her Throne 2026-09-30
1218 Chapter 1218 - 1219: Halt 2026-09-30
1219 Chapter 1219 - 1220: Talk With Annalise 2026-09-30
1220 Chapter 1220 - 1221: Pinky Promise 2026-09-30
1221 Chapter 1221 - 1222: A Familiar Face 2026-09-30
1222 Chapter 1222 - 1223: Unseen Affinity 2026-09-30
1223 Chapter 1223 - 1224: Can’t Share It 2026-09-30
1224 Chapter 1224 - 1125: Storm Over The Capital 2026-09-30
1225 Chapter 1225 - 1126: The Truth Comes Knocking 2026-09-30
1226 Chapter 1226 - 1127: The Door Kicked Down 2026-09-30
1227 Chapter 1227 - 1228: Getting Relatable 2026-09-30
1228 Chapter 1228 - 1229: Hot Fire For The Lustful 2026-09-30
1229 Chapter 1229 - 1230: The Self 2026-09-30
1230 Chapter 1230 - 1231: Test Of Self 2026-09-30
1231 Chapter 1231 - 1232: Catching Up 2026-09-30
1232 Chapter 1232 - 1233: We All Make Sacrifices 2026-09-30
1233 Chapter 1233 - 1234: Made Up Minds 2026-09-30
1234 Chapter 1234 - 1235: Tool Of Root 2026-09-30

Chapter 1223: Chapter 1224: Can’t Share It

Damon wasn’t sure why they would tell him all of this, but he also knew that the fact that they had told him meant they had accepted that they could no longer hide anything.

Kadelas glanced at Damon. The tea in front of him had long since gone cold, forgotten while they spoke.

”I did not want this, and I do not like you. After all, you hurt my daughter when she opened her heart to you. You were the first man to do something like that.”

Damon had almost forgotten about it.

A long time ago, when they were younger and still in the academy, Sylvia had been somewhat drawn to him.

It had started when they met in the library and he asked her about poison.

She had been a naturally curious young girl at the time, while Damon had been headstrong and mysterious. To her, he didn’t fit in with the world around him.

So she had become curious about him.

That had been the beginning of their friendship.

Before Damon eventually stabbed her in the back by calling her a sheltered little princess.

”You’re never going to let me live that down, are you?” Damon groaned, rubbing his forehead.

”I will not. I refuse to forget such a thing. After all, you were the one who hurt her.”

There was no anger in Kadelas’s voice this time, only a cold certainty.

This was the source of Kadelas’s grudge against Damon. It went beyond the fact that Damon was the human his daughter had fallen in love with or that he had once been a nameless commoner.

No.

Damon had hurt Kadelas’s only daughter.

And the Elf King could not forgive him for that.

”I did not intend for what happened next to happen. I never imagined she would be possessed by a dark spirit because of my words and actions.”

Damon’s voice became quieter.

Now that he was older, he felt a little ashamed when he thought about it.

The Great Spirit Rashi Ignath had taken over Sylvia because of what he had done.

Daphne let out a deep, long breath.

”It’s fine now. I think we all need to let the past rest. After all, you were the one who caused it, but you were also the one who rescued Sylvia.”

She gave Damon a small smile.

”I can see why she is so smitten with you. After all, what kind of woman doesn’t want a Prince Charming to come sweep her off her feet?”

”Not just the women. I like a Princess Charming myself,” Damon added, taking a sip of tea.

Daphne couldn’t help but chuckle at his words.

”Then what I’m about to tell you should be taken seriously.”

Her smile faded.

”We have reason to believe Sylvia is in danger, and we want you to save her. After all, you are technically her fiancé,” Kadelas said with a flat expression.

The entire fiancé situation was against his will, but there was nothing he could do about it. He had made a promise.

”Not technically. I sort of am her fiancé, but sure.”

”No ceremony was held, so it is technically correct,” Kadelas argued, leaning forward slightly as though this distinction actually mattered.

Damon stared at him for a moment.

He was not about to back down.

After seven years of not seeing her, he knew Sylvia must have grown into a nice, mature woman.

Just his type.

By the Goddess and the madness of the Unknown God, he’d be damned if he let her slip through his fingers when she could probably look like her mother in a few years.

”Don’t even say whatever it is you’re planning.”

Daphne stepped between them before the argument could go any further.

She was an Oracle.

But honestly, you didn’t need to be an Oracle to know what would happen if she let these two argue.

”Do you remember I told you earlier that when I hugged Sylvia, she cried?”

Her eyes lowered, and her hands began trembling again.

”Yes. I imagine there’s a reason for that,” Damon whispered.

A bad feeling had already begun forming in his chest.

”That’s not all.”

Daphne’s fingers tightened around the edge of the table.

”Sylvia has changed. Now that she’s in the Seventh Class, it’s almost like she’s bound by certain rules and conditions that we...”

”Wait.”

Damon suddenly straightened.

”Seventh Class? Sylvia reached the Seventh Class since when?”

Reaching the Seventh Class was no easy feat.

And yet she had reached it just like that.

Didn’t that mean she was the first person of their generation to reach it?

How?

”Yes. Sylvia has reached the Seventh Class. She reached it six years ago,” Kadelas said.

There was no pride in his voice.

Instead, he looked even more somber.

Damon’s expression slowly changed.

”Her reaching the Seventh Class changed her, though she changed before that,” Kadelas continued.

He lowered his gaze.

”We noticed that she seemed less and less like herself.”

He paused.

”For one, Sylvia found no comfort in anything. She could sit and rest as if she were sitting on stone. She can’t distinguish between certain tastes. We tested it.”

Damon’s brows slowly furrowed.

”They had made her dinner and filled it with sugar, but she ate it and said it was salt. We thought perhaps she had made a mistake, but when we asked her again, she insisted it was salt.”

Kadelas’s fingers slowly curled into a fist.

”But it wasn’t. We had actually added sugar.”

Damon remained quiet.

What did that mean?

”She feels no warmth upon her skin.”

Daphne’s voice trembled.

”When she sleeps, she only has haunting nightmares. Ones that make her wake with terror in her eyes.”

Her hand moved unconsciously toward her chest.

”But she can’t scream. She never screams.”

She swallowed.

”It’s not because she doesn’t want to. It’s just...”

Her voice stopped.

She remembered Sylvia waking from a nightmare, her mouth open as terror filled her eyes, yet not a single sound had come from her.

”She just can’t.”

Damon’s expression darkened.

”But we noticed that if asked to, she can scream. We soon realized that it’s only when she’s in pain that she’s incapable of screaming.”

Damon’s eyes narrowed.

Kadelas continued.

”Those are just what we discovered. There’s more. Things like how she can’t scratch an itch or hear the sound of music, how she holds her jaw whenever it rains...”

His voice began to crack.

”There’s so much more. Things people wouldn’t easily notice.”

His hands moved up to his head, his fingers gripping his hair.

”But this is our daughter.”

The mighty Elf King lowered his head.

”I swear by the Goddess, we aren’t crazy.”

His shoulders trembled slightly.

”Something... something horrible is happening to Sylvia.”

He covered his face with one hand.

”She is in pain, but she can’t show it.”

His voice became almost a whisper.

”She can’t share it.”