Chapter 192 - My Overprotective Dragon Wife Is Scolding Me

  "Don't ignore me!" Cyl snapped.

  I was lying on my bed in the mansion, trying to rex after everything that had happened. Chloe had stopped by the academy to pick up Cyl, who had stayed behind since she was in that delicate period females usually gh. I k would be hard to hide what had happened from Cyl, but before she even saw me, she stormed into the room, probably sensing my dition with her super-sensitive nose. I had to ret the whole story to her more than once while enduring her scolding.

  "Don't worry, Cyl. Everything worked out, and we mao capture one of them," I said, trying to calm her down.

  She jumped onto the bed, getting close to my face. She lifted one of her paws and gave me a soft sma the cheek.

  "My job is to protect you! You deceived me! You said you were just going to pick up the hair dye," she pined, clearly upset.

  "Teically, that's exactly what I did..." I tried tue, but she wasn't buying it.

  "Liar! You po get kidnapped a up an ambush with Martha, Katherine, and Chloe," Cyl huffed in my face.

  "In the end, it all worked out, and I'm fine," I insisted.

  "Fine!?" she yelled, her voice full of anger. "Look at yourself, you idiot!"

  I quickly re-evaluated my dition, and perhaps she had a point. I wasn’t i shape. I was bandaged in multiple pces, having beeedly hit by a massive stone armor. I had broken bones, burns from fire explosions, puncture wounds from spikes on a giant stone ball, and I had almost lost an arm to an axe. My hands were raw from holding back the fiery Soul Golem's jaws to avoid being devoured. I had also been poisoned, my left leg had torn ligaments from a stab wound by the female assassin, and my right leg was pletely burnt. And, of course, one of my hands had been stabbed. Not to mentioranquilizer and poison still in my system.

  Maybe 'fine' wasn't the best word to describe my state.

  I gently cupped the cat's face with both hands, squeezing her furry cheeks softly to try to calm her down.

  "I'm here, and it’s over. It would’ve been too plicated t you along. You’d have gotten angry and probably transformed into your dragon form. What if someone saw you? I couldn't risk that."

  She looked at me with her bright, ed eyes.

  "But what if you were seriously hurt? I o be there."

  I pulled Cyl into a tight hug, ign the pain that shot through my body.

  "This hurts… you're crushing me," she pined.

  "Now you know how I feel when you give me those bone-breaking hugs. Wao stop?" I asked, still holding her close.

  "No..." she admitted, relutly.

  I embraced my soul panion, feeling how deeply she cared about me. It was f, but also a reminder of the burden I bore.

  "My family was there," I tried to reassure her.

  "So what? What if something ued happened?" she tered, still restless.

  "You fot I have the Celestial Eyes. I could save myself using the Aspect of Time… or the Aspect of Body," I expirying to sound reasonable.

  Iy, I had used the Aspect of Time to retrieve my ste bracelet.

  Before I could tinue, Cyl cut me off.

  "What you did was dangerous all the same. Your stro spell drains you pletely in a single use and leaves you practically dead afterward, your Soul Golem is a deranged mohat even wants to kill its own master, and if you overuse the Celestial Eyes, you'll also be drained of mana and physically vulnerable to death. In short, you're a weakling! A fragile, weak human!”

  "Teically, I'm half-elf… which makes me a bit tougher than a human…" I tried tue.

  "You're still a weakling to me, and an idiot for putting yourself in danger," Cyl retorted.

  I sighed, realizing that arguing ointless.

  "Fine… I promise I’ll bring you aloime."

  She gred at me, serious. "There won’t be a ime! I’ll personally hahis once I find out who ordered your kidnapping."

  I took a deep breath, uanding the implications.

  "I won’t allow that. You’ll just cause chaos."

  "I don’t need your permission. I am your wife and guardian," she said firmly.

  "Soul wife…" I corrected, trying to soften the meaning.

  "And does that make any differeo you?" she challenged, her tone defiant.

  Better not tou that sensitive topic while she's this mad...

  "I will find whoever ordered the attack, burn them until their bones and skin turn to ash, destroy their house, their family, their children, and devour everything," she stated with chilling calm.

  I scratched my head, refleg on what I had just heard.

  I let out a sigh as I watched the gray cat murmur sihreats about how she po deal with our enemies.

  I really o improve her manners. Maybe she picked up some bad habits when she glimpsed parts of my former self in my soul.

  "Cyl…" I called out, trying to get her attention.

  "WHAT?!" she snapped.

  Without wasting time, I quickly leaned in and pnted a soft kiss on her feline cheek.

  "Wh-why did you do that!?" she asked, blushing instantly.

  "Did you not like it?" I teased.

  Her face froze, clearly caught between anger and shyness.

  "I-I didn't say that…" she muttered, now in a softer tone.

  For a moment, I thought I had calmed her down, but then she paused, thinking about what just happened.

  "Hey! Don’t try to ge the subject!" she shouted, her irritatiourning.

  I couldn’t help but smile, seeing her so determined. Even when she was angry, there was something about her that filled me with immense affe.

  I pulled her into a tighter hug, feeling her warmth as she let out a soft pint, though she showed no signs to escape.

  "Let go of me…" she grumbled, but it was clear she had no real iion of wantio release her.

  I id on my side, holding her close, and started to pester her.

  " you heal me?" I asked.

  "Of course, idiot… but we should wait. Did Martha treat all your wounds?" she asked, more serious now.

  "Yes," I replied. "She handled everything and even made me drink aire healing potion. I have to rest for the weekend."

  Cyl pced her paw on my chest, assessing the damage.

  "From what I feel, your injuries were treated well, and the potion is doing its job on your bones and internal wounds. I’ll wait until it pletes its effect before using my life aspect. The healing potion forces your body tee flesh, ligaments, and bones, essentially rest you from the i. I don’t want to overwhelm your body by adding my power on top of it… Besides, in this form, I’m also somewhat limited."

  My major wounds have beeed, and within a few hours, the visible injuries will disappear. However, the recovery time for the bones is much longer. I'll have to drink more healing potion tomorrow to tihe treatment or wait until Cyl heals me.