Dietrich's unexpected confession left Seliya completely speechless.
She was about to get angry.
Like a child who doesn't know how to control her emotions.
He didn't know how worried she was, and she tried to scold him until she lost her temper.
"I like you."
However, when Dietrich looked straight at her and confessed, Seliya forgot that she was trying to be angry.
“If you allow it.”
Dietrich smoothed out Seliya's tangled hair as he spoke.
“I want to be your real lover, not a fake one.”
It was a confession that dripped with sincerity in each word.
After thinking for a moment, Seliya took Dietrich's hand and began to speak.
“Dietrich, as you know, I am terminally ill.”
She is terminally ill with less than a year left to live.
No matter how much Dietrich possessed the ability to heal, he would not be able to heal her from her rotten internal organs.
Seliya thought so.
She was truly happy about Dietrich's confession, but she could not just accept it with joy.
“I have less than a year left to live.”
“I can heal you.”
"How?"
Dietrich answered Seliya’s question in a slow voice.
“My healing ability is revealed when I come in contact with the other person.”
Dietrich clasped Seliya's hand.
“A simple touch has the effect of calming the other person, but when healing a wound or making the pain go away, body fluids other than my blood are needed. Among bodily fluids, the most effective one is...”
Dietrich lifted Seliya's hand to his mouth and he kissed her gently as he spoke.
“The mother who gave birth to me said that mixing your body with the other person is the most effective.”
Seliya's eyes opened wide.
It's not that she doesn't know what he means.
“I won’t do anything you don’t like.”
“...”
“I respect you.”
Since these words were coming from a man who had been kissing her violently just moments ago, she couldn't trust him at all.
But she knew that if she had refused Dietrich's kiss, she would have easily withdrawn him.
The reason she didn't refuse was because she also liked Dietrich.
In a way, it was natural for two people with the same pain, with the same goal, to develop feelings for each other.
So, she had no choice but to accept Dietrich's confession. Because Seliya also had the same feelings as Dietrich.
She couldn't remember when she started liking Dietrich. Was it from when she saw soft light in his dry eyes that looked at her? Was it when he fed her his own food? Was it from the moment he said that she would hold his leash, if not him?
“When I first saw you.”
Seliya opened her lips.
“I thought your eyes were really pretty.”
It was the first time in her life that she had seen her enemy so vividly.
After killing the Emperor, even at the moment when her consciousness faded and she collapsed, vomiting her own blood, she thought that his quietly angry eyes, without a single trace of desire in them, were just like the embers of a bonfire.
So, she may have felt relieved and lost consciousness in that embrace.
“I’ve never seen eyes like that in my life.”
There was always some kind of desire in the eyes of men when they looked at them.
The same was true for those who were said to be sodomites, priests who said they served God, and even the Emperor who died by her own hands.
But not Dietrich.
From the moment they first met, he looked down at her with eyes filled with pure anger and murder.
So, she didn't think dying at his hands would be that bad.
At least it seemed like he wouldn't do anything strange to her body.
Seliya said she wanted to touch Dietrich's face.
"Can I touch your face for a moment?"
She recalled the moment when Dietrich asked her for permission. As Seliya looked up at Dietrich, she asked:
"...Can I touch your face?”
“You don’t have to ask for my permission.”
Dietrich said, putting Selya's hand to his face.
“Because you are also my master.”
Seliya finally realized that she had become Dietrich's complete master.
Seliya caressed Dietrich's face.
Seliya’s smooth, flawless skin was held in his hands.
Seliya's hands touched Dietrich's masculine jawline, sharp nose, and neat neck.
Seliya's hand, which scanned his tall forehead, straight eyebrows, and long eyelids one by one, finally touched Dietrich's moist lips.
Seliya envisioned her future with Dietrich.
She was always caught up in the shadows of her past, so she never even dreamed of a happy future.
She thought revenge was the destination of her life.
Like a child who doesn't know how to control her emotions.
He didn't know how worried she was, and she tried to scold him until she lost her temper.
"I like you."
However, when Dietrich looked straight at her and confessed, Seliya forgot that she was trying to be angry.
“If you allow it.”
Dietrich smoothed out Seliya's tangled hair as he spoke.
“I want to be your real lover, not a fake one.”
It was a confession that dripped with sincerity in each word.
After thinking for a moment, Seliya took Dietrich's hand and began to speak.
“Dietrich, as you know, I am terminally ill.”
She is terminally ill with less than a year left to live.
No matter how much Dietrich possessed the ability to heal, he would not be able to heal her from her rotten internal organs.
Seliya thought so.
She was truly happy about Dietrich's confession, but she could not just accept it with joy.
“I have less than a year left to live.”
“I can heal you.”
"How?"
Dietrich answered Seliya’s question in a slow voice.
“My healing ability is revealed when I come in contact with the other person.”
Dietrich clasped Seliya's hand.
“A simple touch has the effect of calming the other person, but when healing a wound or making the pain go away, body fluids other than my blood are needed. Among bodily fluids, the most effective one is...”
Dietrich lifted Seliya's hand to his mouth and he kissed her gently as he spoke.
“The mother who gave birth to me said that mixing your body with the other person is the most effective.”
Seliya's eyes opened wide.
It's not that she doesn't know what he means.
“I won’t do anything you don’t like.”
“...”
“I respect you.”
Since these words were coming from a man who had been kissing her violently just moments ago, she couldn't trust him at all.
But she knew that if she had refused Dietrich's kiss, she would have easily withdrawn him.
The reason she didn't refuse was because she also liked Dietrich.
In a way, it was natural for two people with the same pain, with the same goal, to develop feelings for each other.
So, she had no choice but to accept Dietrich's confession. Because Seliya also had the same feelings as Dietrich.
She couldn't remember when she started liking Dietrich. Was it from when she saw soft light in his dry eyes that looked at her? Was it when he fed her his own food? Was it from the moment he said that she would hold his leash, if not him?
“When I first saw you.”
Seliya opened her lips.
“I thought your eyes were really pretty.”
It was the first time in her life that she had seen her enemy so vividly.
After killing the Emperor, even at the moment when her consciousness faded and she collapsed, vomiting her own blood, she thought that his quietly angry eyes, without a single trace of desire in them, were just like the embers of a bonfire.
So, she may have felt relieved and lost consciousness in that embrace.
“I’ve never seen eyes like that in my life.”
There was always some kind of desire in the eyes of men when they looked at them.
The same was true for those who were said to be sodomites, priests who said they served God, and even the Emperor who died by her own hands.
But not Dietrich.
From the moment they first met, he looked down at her with eyes filled with pure anger and murder.
So, she didn't think dying at his hands would be that bad.
At least it seemed like he wouldn't do anything strange to her body.
Seliya said she wanted to touch Dietrich's face.
"Can I touch your face for a moment?"
She recalled the moment when Dietrich asked her for permission. As Seliya looked up at Dietrich, she asked:
"...Can I touch your face?”
“You don’t have to ask for my permission.”
Dietrich said, putting Selya's hand to his face.
“Because you are also my master.”
Seliya finally realized that she had become Dietrich's complete master.
Seliya caressed Dietrich's face.
Seliya’s smooth, flawless skin was held in his hands.
Seliya's hands touched Dietrich's masculine jawline, sharp nose, and neat neck.
Seliya's hand, which scanned his tall forehead, straight eyebrows, and long eyelids one by one, finally touched Dietrich's moist lips.
Seliya envisioned her future with Dietrich.
She was always caught up in the shadows of her past, so she never even dreamed of a happy future.
She thought revenge was the destination of her life.
She didn't think about anything about life after that.
However, life with Dietrich didn't seem to be bad.
She thought it would be fun to travel wherever she could and live on a farm in a quiet mountain somewhere.
Simple, just simple.
They wanted to go somewhere where no one knew them and feel at ease.
It was such a good thing to have someone she could completely trust and rely on.
When she was alone, it was a feeling she had never felt before.
“After Abelon is destroyed, after everything is completed..."
Seliya paused in her words and looked up at Dietrich.
She was patiently waiting for Dietrich to continue.
That sight felt extremely lovely.
“Would you like to travel with me and live a quiet life?”
Dietrich folded the corners of his eyes and smiled brightly at Seliya's words.
"Good."
“Are you sure you won’t do anything I don’t like?”
"Never."
“Then, from now on, don’t do anything and just stay still. No matter what I do, you have to stay still.”
Dietrich nodded his head sheepishly as if he understood.
There was enough conversation.
Seliya hugged Dietrich's strong neck, and she kissed him with her mouth.
Seliya dug into Dietrich's mouth, who obediently opened his mouth.
He pushed it deep into her mouth, then bit the flesh inside her lip with his teeth.
Seliya stole his saliva and breath, just as Dietrich had done to her earlier.
The sound of sloshing water echoed throughout the room.
Dietrich's hand tried to reach the back of Seliya's head, but before he could, he grabbed the sheets of her bed.
Seliya, looking at her green sinewy hands, slowly separated her lips from Dietrich's.
When she opened her mouth, saliva hung out like strings.
Dietrich's face glowed with desire as he looked at Seliya.
His overflowing, animal-like desire was clearly visible even to Seliya.
As if someone was strangling him, the look in his eyes that yearned for her seemed to take her breath away.
Nonetheless, Dietrich kept his promise.
He stayed still without touching her.
He prioritized her words over his boiling desires.
Seliya opened her mouth, feeling her heartwarming.
“You can move now.”
As if waiting for those words to fall, Dietrich grabbed the back of Seliya's head.
A fresh, hot breath washed over her lips.
Even though Dietrich seemed to be roughly probing her insides, he gently scraped them down.
Seliya's toes curled as she felt his heat spreading throughout her body.
Dietrich was both gentle and rough.
Although he seemed friendly, he pushed like an animal.
The two kissed their lips repeatedly as if they were each other's only world.
Dietrich's hand slowly moved down Seliya's collarbone.
Seliya moaned involuntarily at his naughty touch.
Dietrich's lips landed on Selya's forehead, neck, collarbone, and protruding clothes.
Seliya hugged Dietrich's strong neck tightly, feeling as if the heat was consuming her body.
The sound of each other's hearts could be vividly felt between their breasts touching each other.
Her heart was beating irregularly and frantically.
At that time, Seliya's mind, which had been soaked in pleasure, returned as if it were a lie, as she felt a heavy sensation touching her lower body.
The thing sticking out through the pants seemed a bit difficult to believe was human.
It will never go in.
No matter how much he healed her terminally ill body if something like that entered her body, wouldn't she die instantly?
Instead of healing, it felt as if her body was torn in half.
Seliya trembled with fear for the first time.
“...Stop."
Dietrich's movements completely stopped at Seliya's words.
Dietrich took a moment to catch his breath and neatly tidied Selya's dress.
Dietrich's hands were warm as they straightened her tangled hair from her dress.
“I’ll never do anything you don’t like. So, don’t be afraid.”
After saying that, Dietrich lifted Seliya up and headed toward the bathroom.
"What are you doing?"
“I can still smell the blood, so I think I passed it on to you.”
Dietrich carefully dropped Seliya off in the bathroom.
“You can wash by yourself, right? Or, let me help you...”
“I want to take a shower alone.”
At Seliya's immediate reply, Dietrich twisted his mouth and laughed, then walked out of the bathroom.
Dietrich soon came in, carrying on his shoulders a bucket full of water from his bathtub.
Then, he poured the steaming bath water into the bathtub. Hot water quickly filled the empty bathtub
When Seliya looked at Dietrich, asking why he didn't order someone under him, he closed his eyes and said,
However, life with Dietrich didn't seem to be bad.
She thought it would be fun to travel wherever she could and live on a farm in a quiet mountain somewhere.
Simple, just simple.
They wanted to go somewhere where no one knew them and feel at ease.
It was such a good thing to have someone she could completely trust and rely on.
When she was alone, it was a feeling she had never felt before.
“After Abelon is destroyed, after everything is completed..."
Seliya paused in her words and looked up at Dietrich.
She was patiently waiting for Dietrich to continue.
That sight felt extremely lovely.
“Would you like to travel with me and live a quiet life?”
Dietrich folded the corners of his eyes and smiled brightly at Seliya's words.
"Good."
“Are you sure you won’t do anything I don’t like?”
"Never."
“Then, from now on, don’t do anything and just stay still. No matter what I do, you have to stay still.”
Dietrich nodded his head sheepishly as if he understood.
There was enough conversation.
Seliya hugged Dietrich's strong neck, and she kissed him with her mouth.
Seliya dug into Dietrich's mouth, who obediently opened his mouth.
He pushed it deep into her mouth, then bit the flesh inside her lip with his teeth.
Seliya stole his saliva and breath, just as Dietrich had done to her earlier.
The sound of sloshing water echoed throughout the room.
Dietrich's hand tried to reach the back of Seliya's head, but before he could, he grabbed the sheets of her bed.
Seliya, looking at her green sinewy hands, slowly separated her lips from Dietrich's.
When she opened her mouth, saliva hung out like strings.
Dietrich's face glowed with desire as he looked at Seliya.
His overflowing, animal-like desire was clearly visible even to Seliya.
As if someone was strangling him, the look in his eyes that yearned for her seemed to take her breath away.
Nonetheless, Dietrich kept his promise.
He stayed still without touching her.
He prioritized her words over his boiling desires.
Seliya opened her mouth, feeling her heartwarming.
“You can move now.”
As if waiting for those words to fall, Dietrich grabbed the back of Seliya's head.
A fresh, hot breath washed over her lips.
Even though Dietrich seemed to be roughly probing her insides, he gently scraped them down.
Seliya's toes curled as she felt his heat spreading throughout her body.
Dietrich was both gentle and rough.
Although he seemed friendly, he pushed like an animal.
The two kissed their lips repeatedly as if they were each other's only world.
Dietrich's hand slowly moved down Seliya's collarbone.
Seliya moaned involuntarily at his naughty touch.
Dietrich's lips landed on Selya's forehead, neck, collarbone, and protruding clothes.
Seliya hugged Dietrich's strong neck tightly, feeling as if the heat was consuming her body.
The sound of each other's hearts could be vividly felt between their breasts touching each other.
Her heart was beating irregularly and frantically.
At that time, Seliya's mind, which had been soaked in pleasure, returned as if it were a lie, as she felt a heavy sensation touching her lower body.
The thing sticking out through the pants seemed a bit difficult to believe was human.
It will never go in.
No matter how much he healed her terminally ill body if something like that entered her body, wouldn't she die instantly?
Instead of healing, it felt as if her body was torn in half.
Seliya trembled with fear for the first time.
“...Stop."
Dietrich's movements completely stopped at Seliya's words.
Dietrich took a moment to catch his breath and neatly tidied Selya's dress.
Dietrich's hands were warm as they straightened her tangled hair from her dress.
“I’ll never do anything you don’t like. So, don’t be afraid.”
After saying that, Dietrich lifted Seliya up and headed toward the bathroom.
"What are you doing?"
“I can still smell the blood, so I think I passed it on to you.”
Dietrich carefully dropped Seliya off in the bathroom.
“You can wash by yourself, right? Or, let me help you...”
“I want to take a shower alone.”
At Seliya's immediate reply, Dietrich twisted his mouth and laughed, then walked out of the bathroom.
Dietrich soon came in, carrying on his shoulders a bucket full of water from his bathtub.
Then, he poured the steaming bath water into the bathtub. Hot water quickly filled the empty bathtub
When Seliya looked at Dietrich, asking why he didn't order someone under him, he closed his eyes and said,
“I’ll be in the next room, so call me if anything happens.”
With those words, Dietrich gave Seliya a change of clothes and a towel for her.
Bang!
Dietrich left and the bathroom door closed. Seliya took off her clothes and placed her body in the steaming bathtub. She was so relaxed that she fell asleep in the bathtub.
The next day, the winner of the hunting competition was announced.
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