EIITAB - Chapter 128 < Leave Only You Alone >
Even if it is Trampled and Broken
There was no answer from Aslan. However, he hugged Hestia even tighter.
The heat soaking her thin pajamas became even more intense. The hand that had been wandering in the air, not knowing what to do, gradually came down. The eyes, which had been shaking with embarrassment, soon became calm and returned to their original position.
Hestia slowly touched Aslan's broad shoulders and his black hair as if to stroke them. As if to appease him. Hestia, who had been caressing him for a while, quietly opened her mouth.
"You already know."
"...."
"I felt the same way, I always did."
Even as she calmly confessed her feelings, Aslan showed no response. However, the slight tremors gradually stopped and his breathing became more regular and calm.
"When it's good, when it's sad, when it's hard. I always thought of you. How are you doing, are you hurt, and do you think about me sometimes?"
"...I always thought about you."
The voice, full of gloom, sounded as if it would dissipate at any moment. Hestia said, still stroking his black hair.
"Even though we were apart, we always missed each other."
If so, wouldn't it be okay to assume that they were together?
Even in her own judgment, Hestia thought it was a bit of a ridiculous idea and ended up laughing lightly.
"If that were the case, I would have been honest from the beginning. I regret it a little. I feel so sad and regretful about the time we were apart."
"Yes. Like you said, we've come a very long way."
Aslan responded in a barely audible voice and snuggled deeper into her arms. Hestia's fingers that were stroking Aslan's hair stopped moving.
"So Aslan, can you show me your face? As much as I haven't seen it, I want to see it to my heart's content."
His head, which seemed to never be heard, slowly moved upward. Hestia felt that the bonds of his arms around her waist had loosened slightly and she cupped Aslan's cheek. His tears weren't wet his cheeks.
Nevertheless, the reason why Hestia could not completely relieve her heavy heart was because his eye color, which was darker than usual, wet eyelashes, and reddened eyes came into her field of vision. Hestia, gently brushing the area around his eyes with her thumb, tilted her head.
Hair like the Milky Way poured out, and Aslan, tickled by her hair, closed his eyes again. Hestia crashed their lips together and licked his tender flesh. Then, Aslan's lips parted so easily.
"I love you."
With her lips pressed together, Hestia shyly confessed. Aslan felt goosebumps rising all over his body at that small, delicate movement that touched his sensitive folds.
"I don't want you to get hurt. Even from me."
The hot breath that came out of her lips licked each other. Although her skills were extremely poor, Hestia did her best to distract him. And Aslan also willingly caught that movement and tied Hestia.
Her body gradually leaned back, and before she knew it, she was back in the soft blanket. As soon as Hestia realized that her eye level had changed, she faced the shadow cast over her body.
".... Ah!"
She started out as Hestia, but she eventually lost her initiative. But even so, she did not loosen her grip on Aslan. She didn't want to let go, just for this moment. This is because she wanted to forget everything indulge her own greed and be faithful only to her partner.
The eyes, excited with heat and dyed with a deep luster color, had a sense of fulfillment.
"Ha......"
Hestia felt a strong tightening in her lower abdomen. The moment his lips separated from hers and she slowly breathed a hot breath, Aslan dug into her leisurely space. Hestia whispered in a half-hoarse voice, embracing Aslan, who had entered the deepest part of her.
"I promise."
Aslan looked as if he was asking what, and he stared into Hestia's violet eyes. Hestia put strength into each word that came out of her mouth as if she wanted to plant the seed of her faith in his heart.
"I'm not leaving anymore, leaving you alone."
His movements stopped for a moment. He knows what that promise is. Aslan gritted his teeth and slowly nodded his head.
"...... I believe it."
He knows that she is a woman who foolishly keeps her mouth shut and remains silent when it comes to making promises she cannot keep. So, since she had done this, Aslan had no choice but to trust her. Maybe he just desperately wanted to believe. Hestia said she wouldn't leave him.
Once again he snuggled into Hestia. It's as if he'll hold on to her in case she's blown away by the wind that blows carelessly as if she's firmly rooted. Immediately, heat rushed to the two of them.
***
It was hard to tell whether it was morning or afternoon because of the dark clouds in the sky. On that extremely cloudy day, Wharton entered the office with a stern expression. Even though his basic physical strength was far superior to that of ordinary people, heavy breathing was constantly coming out of his lips. Not only that, the snow that had accumulated on his shoulders and head had not even melted while he was here.
It was clear how impatient Wharton was feeling right now, as he walked hurriedly as if he didn't have time to shake off such things.
"See you, Your Excellency."
Wharton gave a brief bow and greeting to Aslan. When his Lord's gaze caught his attention, he felt nervous for some reason and had to swallow dry saliva.
As Hestia, who had been unconscious, opened her eyes, Aslan also started going to work. Seeing the tasks that had been postponed being completed one by one, he finally felt like he could wait another hour, but he wasn't.
This was because the air outside was changing day by day. The first person to feel that atmosphere was Wharton, who was in charge of monitoring the movements of the snowy mountain and the magical beasts at the wall.
He approached Aslan's desk and got straight to the point in a firm voice.
"Your Excellency, the intensity of the blizzard is unusual."
At that moment, Aslan's quill stopped moving. However, he quickly regained his composure and finished signing. After that, he crossed his arms and slowly leaned against the back of the chair.
Golden eyes looked at Wharton with an extremely serious light. He had a look on his face that demanded further explanation. Wharton felt impatient and spoke once more.
"I may be presumptuous, but it feels like we are going through the same steps as during the First Wave."
Aslan nodded his head heavily with his lips pursed. To be honest, the situation was much worse than it was six years ago. It was snowing without any time to catch his breath, and the cold was getting even worse.
When he breathed through his mouth, his exhaled breath was frozen in the air. The signs of the magical beasts living in the snowy mountains were also unusual. They have already come down from the mountain. They were in a very sensitive state as if they were being chased by something, and they were trying to find a way to survive.
A few days ago, they crawled into a private house and harmed three people. Fortunately, they were able to survive because Wharton and his men quickly defeated the demon beast.
"What about the injured people from before?"
"Doctors from the capital are taking care of Dr. Vito along with him. They say there will be no danger to life. There are plenty of medicines."
Aslan nodded his head silently and sighed.
"That's a good thing."
At one time, Aslan just wanted to quickly drive the Southerners out of his land, but now that they were tied up, he thought it was a good thing.
There are several priests and doctors, Including the High Priest. Compared to six years ago, when everything was lacking, at least manpower and materials were abundant. This was because it had not been long since the gift was received, and the royal family had sent additional medicines, doctors, and priests.
"Strengthen the perimeter of the wall and increase patrols. And never turn off the light, day or night."
"Yes, Your Excellency. I will carry out your orders immediately."
Aslan nodded his head with hard eyes and began to tap on his desk with slow movements. Hestia was right. The second wave was indeed coming to Kalathi territory.
'I have to protect people.'
The final blocking line is the Duke's castle. For now, they were setting fire to arrows to burn and kill the demonic beasts approaching the wall and village, but if the number increased from now, the territory residents would have to be evacuated into the castle.
But be also thought that if that was going to happen anyway, it would be better to assume the worst and keep the people here from the beginning. After making his decision, Aslan took a long breath.
"There's no harm in being prepared."
Aslan lightly ruffled his hair and soon gave the order to evacuate.
"Let's let the residents into the castle little by little so they don't become anxious."
"Yes, Your Excellency."
The generals face suddenly became serious.
"And tell the pilgrims, led by the High Priest, to place a barrier around the duchy of Kalathi. If they don't want to die, they will cooperate."
"All right. I will take charge of those words and pass them on."
Aslan nodded his head in response to Martin. Before he knew it, his fingertips had stopped tapping on the desk. The Aslan's attitude towards this invasion was different from other times.
Hestia's story told him over and over while she was in his arms came to his mind.
"Aslan, the reason I came to the North is also El Rafa's will. He said I had work to do here. So I won't die. As long as we block the second great wave."
Aslan swallowed hard and bit down hard on the flesh inside his mouth.
'There are prerequisites.'
In order to save Hestia, the Second Wave must be stopped. Aslan, who was slowly repeating those words in his head, tightened his hands and curled them into fists.
It was then. Dean, who was examining Aslan's mood, carefully opened his mouth.
"I...... Sir, I have something to report to you. Instead of telling everything, Miss Dulcinea placed a condition."
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