Vol. 10 Ch. 14: The Curse Mage Who Wants to Be Loved

The current head of the Albright family, one of the few families in the Kingdom of Ridill specializing in cursecraft, was the third-generation 〈Abyssal Curse Mage〉, Ray Albright. Among the Seven Sages, he was relatively young—a man who had only just turned twenty.

He had a fairly handsome face, with narrow, sharp eyes and a straight nose, but he was a little too thin and had a sickly complexion.

To make matters worse, his asymmetrical, ragged hair was purple, as though amethyst powder had been dissolved in it. His eyes, framed by lashes of the same color, were such a vivid pink that they looked as though someone had set gemstones directly into them.

He was the sort of man whose excessively flashy purple hair and pink eyes left a stronger impression on those who saw him than his otherwise handsome features.

And now, the flashy young curse mage was touching Monica's left hand as she lay in bed and speaking to her in a plaintive voice.

"...Hey, do you love me?"

Monica looked up at the 〈Abyssal Curse Mage〉 with a stiff expression, cold sweat beading on her forehead.

"U-Um, well..."

"Do you love me? Do you need me?"

"I-I do need you... Very much, I do, so, um...!"...