Delicate

The hilarious conquest of Hwanguk by a truly combat-oriented favored consort!

Dam Yun, a spirit exterminator, becomes the Crown Prince of Hwanguk’s favored consort.

Serving in place of his younger brother as a conscript, Dam Yun single-handedly exterminated a thousand evil spirits and became famous throughout the land as the Heavenly Ghost. But after being betrayed by the lord he trusted most, he hides his identity and, through a twist of fate, becomes Crown Prince Yeo Hee-rim’s favored consort.

“Is treating your favored consorts harshly considered a sign of fine character in Cheonrang?”
“I wanted it that way. I asked Commander Bangryeong to do it… to hit me.”
“You enjoy being whipped?”
“…I do. Truly.”

A turbulent life never becomes peaceful simply because he has become a flower-like favored consort. Swept into one incident after another, Dam Yun hardly has a moment to catch his breath.

But underestimate him because he looks delicate, and you’ll regret it.

The fox who hides his true identity crushes evil spirits, power, and even the world itself with nothing but his iron fists as he races forward.

“If you don’t understand, then think.”
“…”
“Think about… what your love truly is.”

But who could have known?

That noisy little fox would eventually stir even the Crown Prince’s heart.

Dam Yun swallowed his dismay as he teetered on the verge of falling into the river. He had only meant to tease the troublemaker, yet now it seemed the two of them would end up splashing into the water together. Still, having chosen to play the role of a frail favored consort, he couldn’t very well reveal his martial arts by gliding across the water and showing off his true abilities.

Just then, someone gently wrapped an arm around his waist.

Strong arms effortlessly lifted him into the air.

The moment his feet left the ground, Dam Yun felt as though wings had sprouted beneath his arms. For the first time in his life, he felt as light as a feather. His rescuer didn’t even seem to be exerting any strength.

“Your Highness…”

The one holding the rock-solid Dam Yun so casually in his arms was the Crown Prince.

Dam Yun clicked his tongue inwardly. It was astonishing enough that the Crown Prince had approached without making the slightest sound, but even more remarkable was the effortless strength with which he handled Dam Yun’s body—hardened by years of training and as heavy as solid iron—as though he were nothing more than a kitten.

The Crown Prince casually brushed the water from his cheek.

Then, still cradling Dam Yun in one arm, he strode forward through the current. Each long step sent soft splashes across the water. Nestled securely against his chest, Dam Yun hurriedly tried to stop him.

“I’m heavy. Half of me is practically a stone fox. Please put me down.”

“No.”

“Your Highness will get soaked.”

“Then behave like a proper favored consort and let yourself be carried.”

The Crown Prince said it with the faintest smile on his face—a smile that showed not even the slightest hint of favoritism.