Please get me out of this BL novel...I'm straight! novel Chapter 398

Chapter 398: ’Running Into The Criminal.’

"Is there a reason he suddenly acted out? Wasn’t he with His Highness?" Lucius asked, his tone calm, but his voice held a sharp edge as he glanced at Heinz, who stood by his desk, silently gazing into the glowing surface of his crystal.

The king’s jaw was tight. His red eyes were narrowed, flickering faintly like coals on the verge of blazing. The usually unreadable ruler of Concordia now looked... disturbed.

Lucius remained quiet for a beat, observing.

’He’s not just thinking—he’s calculating. Something went wrong. Very wrong.’

The royal office was dim, curtains pulled just enough to let in the overcast light of a stormy afternoon. The atmosphere was stifling. The meeting had started with routine urgency: reviewing summit outcomes, dissecting the Delilah incident, strategizing the next moves. But then—

Azure.

Azure, who was supposed to be by Florian’s side.

Azure, who should’ve been keeping him safe.

Azure, who instead had transformed into his monstrous form and began tearing through the opposite wing of the palace.

A wing far from Florian.

Too far.

Lucius’s stomach twisted.

’This definitely isn’t a coincidence.’ 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

"Azure does not attack unless threatened," Heinz finally said, his voice low and controlled—but Lucius could hear the wrath simmering beneath.

There was fury in those glowing red eyes now. Not anger from a trivial matter. No, this was personal.

"There was a threat," Heinz added, his voice like the calm before a volcanic eruption.

Lucius stiffened.

"But there isn’t much that Azure sees as a threat," Lucius muttered, more to himself than to Heinz. "What could it have been? Intruders?"

He didn’t like how hollow that sounded even as he said it.

The atmosphere shifted again—magic thickened in the air like fog.

A glowing golden circle spread beneath Heinz’s boots. Sigils shimmered and spun rapidly, crawling up his form.

Lucius stepped back.

He recognized this spell.

’He’s scanning the entire palace...’

The silence stretched.

Then, Heinz’s face darkened.

"There are mice running," he said darkly.

Lucius blinked. "...Mice, Your Majesty?"

But Heinz didn’t respond with words. Instead, he raised one hand—elegantly, efficiently—and a wave of raw magic surged from his palm. The circle on the floor flared.

In a flash of radiant light, two figures materialized before them—teleportation.

Lucius’s breath caught.

"Princess Alexandria and... Cashew?" he murmured.

Alexandria stumbled as if yanked from a sprint. The moment she registered where she was, she bolted toward Lucius, eyes wide and brimming with tears.

"Get back," Lucius said, coldly stepping away, instinct overriding manners. He had never been comfortable with women’s sudden closeness, and Alexandria’s dramatics did not help.

She tripped and collapsed to the floor with a gasp, but all Lucius could do was glance at the other figure.

Cashew.

The teen stood perfectly still.

Except for his trembling fists.

Lucius didn’t even need his ability to sense it—it radiated off Cashew like heat from a flame.

Grief. Anger. Frustration.

He was shaking, but not from fear.

From rage.

’Why...?’

Lucius stepped forward, lips parting to ask—but Alexandria’s shriek cut through the room like a dagger.

"YOUR MAJESTY!" she cried, scrambling to her feet. Every maid nearby froze. Even the guards turned toward the sudden scene.

Lucius stared, eyes narrowing as Alexandria rushed toward Heinz and collapsed into his chest with trembling sobs.

"YOUR MAJESTY, THAT... THAT SERVANT—HE HIT ME!" she wailed, burying her face against him. "He just—he attacked me!"

Lucius flinched at the sound. The entire room seemed to freeze.

But then he looked back at Cashew.

The teen hadn’t moved. His fists remained clenched. His lips drawn tight. His eyes—burning holes through Alexandria.

Cashew... wasn’t denying it.

And that was what made Lucius stop and think.

But violent?

And then Alexandria kept going, her cries breaking into hiccupped sobs. "I-I was going to check on Prince Florian—I just wanted to help!—and then I found out... he ran away out of fear of being punished!"

"I found a letter!" she sobbed. "He said he couldn’t handle the guilt of killing Delilah—he said he didn’t want to face the consequences! And then Cashew—he attacked me to stop me from telling you!" 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

He knew she was lying.

"Wait..." Lucius spoke, his voice quiet but sharp. He turned his head toward Cashew, his expression darkening. "Prince Florian is gone?"

’It’s true...’

Heinz’s red eyes bore into Cashew, as if searching for confirmation in the boy’s soul. And when Cashew nodded again—slightly more firmly this time—something inside the king snapped.

Alexandria’s cries grew louder. "See?! He left—He was scared! I tried to stop him, but—Your Majesty, please—I—"

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