Dietrich's mansion.
Popo, the red parrot in the cage, was picking his feathers.
Popo, who was happy to meet his original owner Seliya, sang a song well even when he was alone.
Perhaps because he ate well and slept well, his feathers were shiny.
At that time, he heard a stranger shouting.
Popo stopped grooming himself and looked at the door.
Squeak.
Popo flapped his wings like crazy when he saw the man who opened the door and appeared.
The man's hand, as pale as a corpse, reached out towards the cage.
The golden bracelet on the man's left wrist made a jingling sound.
"Dangerous! Dangerous!"
The man responded to Popo’s words.
"No. It’s not dangerous at all.”
The man grinned, exposing his straight teeth.
The man's golden eyes sparkled like a snake waiting for its prey.
The man's black shadow completely covered the cage.
Seliya was facing Illeon across a table.
Illeon took something out of his arms and he placed it on the table.
Clink.
A medicine bottle the size of his fingertip, placed on the table, contained a red liquid.
“...”
“Drink.”
At first glance, it was a drug that seemed like something bad would happen if you drank it.
"What is this?"
“It’s a medicine that will make you happy.”
At Illeon’s words, Seliya shook her head and said.
“I don’t know why you’re giving me such a precious thing.”
“...”
“How about Your Majesty drink first?”
Seliya suggested that Illeon drink first.
But Illeon didn’t move.
Leaning back with his haughty expression, he merely twisted his lips towards Seliya.
“Do you still not know what situation you are in? I am giving you an order now, not a recommendation.”
“...Isn't it enough for me to remain here? You told me not to leave the room earlier, but now you are trying to force me to take medication again.”
Seliya twirled the potion on the table.
“...Is there anything in this drug that is weak?”
Illeon leaned his body towards Seliya.
“You know me well.”
Illeon snatched the potion from Seliya's hand and opened the lid.
“Would you like to at least smell the scent?”
“..."
“Or should I feed it myself?”
“Why are you trying to feed me this?”
Illeon answered, lifting one corner of his mouth.
“I thought it would be quite interesting to see you jump into my arms, even though you said you wouldn’t have it.”
Seliya stared at Illeon with a cold face.
Illeon, sensing the desire on her face, grabbed Seliya's chin roughly.
Then, he tried to pour the liquid in the potion into Seliya's mouth.
However, she was quicker to use her powers than to get thr medicine flowing into Seliya's mouth.
The scent of hyacinth spread from Seliya's fingertips and enveloped Illeon's whole body.
The scent was strong enough to make him faint, and all of Illeon's movements stopped.
The aphrodisiac in his hand could not reach Seliya's lips and slid down.
Seliya grabbed the open medicine bottle just before it fell to the floor.
He spilled a few drops on the floor, but there was still a lot of the medicine left.
Fortunately or not, Illeon had sent his minions out of th room to covet Seliya.
Seliya placed her forehead with the hand that was not holding her vial.
"Ha..”
As she tried to use her supernatural powers in succession, her head started spinning.
Although she didn't vomit blood, she felt sick to her stomach.
“I’m not going to kill you yet.”
Seliya glared at Illeon, who couldn't understand what she was saying because hia five senses were paralyzed by her supernatural ability.
Seliya had no intention of killing Illeon ‘yet’.
Nevertheless, she used her supernatural ability.
“This kind of thing... Drink it yourself.”
Seliya held Illeion's mouth open with her hands as if time had stopped.
Forcibly opening Illeon's tightly closed mouth, Seliya let out all of the medicine she was holding in her hand.
The liquid she couldn't drink flowed down Illeon's chin and down to her throat.
Seliya glanced at the door.
Illeon's subordinates are most likely waiting right in front of the door.
Tick tock.
The second hand of the large wall clock turns.
Today is the fifth day since Dietrich was imprisoned.
Seliya knew that Dietrich would definitely get out of prison.
Not today, tomorrow, or even a week from now.
Seliya could wait for Dietrich.
While Dietrich was imprisoned of his own 'will', Seliya did what she could.
She captured Balt and told him to burn the temple instead.
And, Balt completely burned the majestic Great Temple to ashes.
"Okay, are you done now?"
Balt, who burned down the Great Temple, even seemed very happy.
"Believing in God is proof of the weak. People who cannot even fully believe in themselves believe in God. Just like damn Illeon."
Seliya thought Balt was truly unexpected.
Of the three Dukes, he was the only one who seemed normal.
"Actually, it doesn't matter what you did. The fact that you hurt me is a fact for which there is no room for excuses."
As he said that, there was deep guilt instead of desire in Balt's eyes as he looked at her.
"I'm sorry that I signed my name when I was foolish and helped destroy your Kingdom. However, with this I have repaid my debt to you."
Not twice.
After adding those words, Balt calmly walked away.
"...Ah!"
Seliya placed her hand on the table as she felt her head spinning.
Seliya seemed like she was going to vomit blood, so she took in the hyacinth scent.
As the scent cleared, Illeon's focus slowly returned.
Blink, blink.
Illeon and Seliya, who were blinking their eyelids, met in the air.
Illeon's breathing became heavy.
"You...?”
Illeon's cheeks and neck turned red.
Illeon viciously grabbed Seliya’s collar.
"To me... When on earth!”
Illeon seemed to find it too difficult to speak, so he spoke in rapid succession.
For a moment, Illeon's face turned red.
His eyes slid down to the nape of Seliya's neck.
Illeon threw away his hand that was holding Seliya's collar in an attempt to regain some semblance of reason.
“Ugh...!”
A groan of pain came out from Illeon's teeth.
Illeon held on to the table and calmed his breathing.
“Hehe, ha... !”
Despite his steadying breathing, Illeon's eyes gradually darkened as he roughly brushed his hair with his hand.
“...You."
Illeon glared at Seliya across the table with eyes that were exactly a mixture of hatred and excitement.
Illeon's hand that was holding the table fell off.
Illeon walked up to Seliya, his breathing heavy.
Seliya neither avoided Illeon's excited gaze nor was he afraid.
Illeon's hand rested on Seliya's cheek.
“How dare you...”
There was a sound of grinding teeth between Illeon's teeth.
Illeon's hand, holding her cheek, moved to Seliya's lips.
Lips like moist, delicious fruit.
How would it feel to have these red, red lips shining with my saliva?
With the urge to devour Seliya from head to toe, Illeon spat out a swear word as if he were chewing her.
“Damn...”
Where composure disappeared, nervousness took over.
He wants her, he wants her so much that he feels like he's going crazy.
“What kind a move...I... You..."
The hand that had been touching her lips moved to the nape of Seliya's neck.
"Say it."
"...”
Seliya had no intention of letting Illeon know that she had a special ability.
“What are you talking about? Don’t you remember when His Majesty took a sip of the aphrodisiac?”
Illeon's face stiffened at what Seliya said, his eyes bright red.
His expression was stern, but as he looked at Seliya, his desire boiled over and overflowed in his eyes.
“You did something to me...You’re hiding it.”
After saying that, Illeon buried his head in Seliya's collarbone.
Illeon, who was breathing heavily on her hollow clavicle as if smelling the scent of Seliya's flesh, roughly grabbed Seliya's waist.
“I'll tell you... If not...”
Illeon lifted his head away from Seliya's collarbone.
A voice like the growl of an animal came from Illeon's throat.
“Even if I had to force it... Let me tell you.”
Illeon grabbed Seliya's waist tightly with both hands to prevent her from escaping from him, and tried to chew the pure white nape of her neck with his teeth.
It was a thin, fragile nape.
Reminiscent of a fawn killed in a hunting competition.
"Like this...If I bite you... Are you going to die?”
Illeon muttered, looking down at the nape of Seliya’s neck.
Soon, Illeon's lips landed on the back of Seliya's neck.
Popo, the red parrot in the cage, was picking his feathers.
Popo, who was happy to meet his original owner Seliya, sang a song well even when he was alone.
Perhaps because he ate well and slept well, his feathers were shiny.
At that time, he heard a stranger shouting.
Popo stopped grooming himself and looked at the door.
Squeak.
Popo flapped his wings like crazy when he saw the man who opened the door and appeared.
The man's hand, as pale as a corpse, reached out towards the cage.
The golden bracelet on the man's left wrist made a jingling sound.
"Dangerous! Dangerous!"
The man responded to Popo’s words.
"No. It’s not dangerous at all.”
The man grinned, exposing his straight teeth.
The man's golden eyes sparkled like a snake waiting for its prey.
The man's black shadow completely covered the cage.
***
Seliya was facing Illeon across a table.
Illeon took something out of his arms and he placed it on the table.
Clink.
A medicine bottle the size of his fingertip, placed on the table, contained a red liquid.
“...”
“Drink.”
At first glance, it was a drug that seemed like something bad would happen if you drank it.
"What is this?"
“It’s a medicine that will make you happy.”
At Illeon’s words, Seliya shook her head and said.
“I don’t know why you’re giving me such a precious thing.”
“...”
“How about Your Majesty drink first?”
Seliya suggested that Illeon drink first.
But Illeon didn’t move.
Leaning back with his haughty expression, he merely twisted his lips towards Seliya.
“Do you still not know what situation you are in? I am giving you an order now, not a recommendation.”
“...Isn't it enough for me to remain here? You told me not to leave the room earlier, but now you are trying to force me to take medication again.”
Seliya twirled the potion on the table.
“...Is there anything in this drug that is weak?”
Illeon leaned his body towards Seliya.
“You know me well.”
Illeon snatched the potion from Seliya's hand and opened the lid.
“Would you like to at least smell the scent?”
“..."
“Or should I feed it myself?”
“Why are you trying to feed me this?”
Illeon answered, lifting one corner of his mouth.
“I thought it would be quite interesting to see you jump into my arms, even though you said you wouldn’t have it.”
Seliya stared at Illeon with a cold face.
Illeon, sensing the desire on her face, grabbed Seliya's chin roughly.
Then, he tried to pour the liquid in the potion into Seliya's mouth.
However, she was quicker to use her powers than to get thr medicine flowing into Seliya's mouth.
The scent of hyacinth spread from Seliya's fingertips and enveloped Illeon's whole body.
The scent was strong enough to make him faint, and all of Illeon's movements stopped.
The aphrodisiac in his hand could not reach Seliya's lips and slid down.
Seliya grabbed the open medicine bottle just before it fell to the floor.
He spilled a few drops on the floor, but there was still a lot of the medicine left.
Fortunately or not, Illeon had sent his minions out of th room to covet Seliya.
Seliya placed her forehead with the hand that was not holding her vial.
"Ha..”
As she tried to use her supernatural powers in succession, her head started spinning.
Although she didn't vomit blood, she felt sick to her stomach.
“I’m not going to kill you yet.”
Seliya glared at Illeon, who couldn't understand what she was saying because hia five senses were paralyzed by her supernatural ability.
Seliya had no intention of killing Illeon ‘yet’.
Nevertheless, she used her supernatural ability.
“This kind of thing... Drink it yourself.”
Seliya held Illeion's mouth open with her hands as if time had stopped.
Forcibly opening Illeon's tightly closed mouth, Seliya let out all of the medicine she was holding in her hand.
The liquid she couldn't drink flowed down Illeon's chin and down to her throat.
Seliya glanced at the door.
Illeon's subordinates are most likely waiting right in front of the door.
Tick tock.
The second hand of the large wall clock turns.
Today is the fifth day since Dietrich was imprisoned.
Seliya knew that Dietrich would definitely get out of prison.
Not today, tomorrow, or even a week from now.
Seliya could wait for Dietrich.
While Dietrich was imprisoned of his own 'will', Seliya did what she could.
She captured Balt and told him to burn the temple instead.
And, Balt completely burned the majestic Great Temple to ashes.
"Okay, are you done now?"
Balt, who burned down the Great Temple, even seemed very happy.
"Believing in God is proof of the weak. People who cannot even fully believe in themselves believe in God. Just like damn Illeon."
Seliya thought Balt was truly unexpected.
Of the three Dukes, he was the only one who seemed normal.
"Actually, it doesn't matter what you did. The fact that you hurt me is a fact for which there is no room for excuses."
As he said that, there was deep guilt instead of desire in Balt's eyes as he looked at her.
"I'm sorry that I signed my name when I was foolish and helped destroy your Kingdom. However, with this I have repaid my debt to you."
Not twice.
After adding those words, Balt calmly walked away.
"...Ah!"
Seliya placed her hand on the table as she felt her head spinning.
Seliya seemed like she was going to vomit blood, so she took in the hyacinth scent.
As the scent cleared, Illeon's focus slowly returned.
Blink, blink.
Illeon and Seliya, who were blinking their eyelids, met in the air.
Illeon's breathing became heavy.
"You...?”
Illeon's cheeks and neck turned red.
Illeon viciously grabbed Seliya’s collar.
"To me... When on earth!”
Illeon seemed to find it too difficult to speak, so he spoke in rapid succession.
For a moment, Illeon's face turned red.
His eyes slid down to the nape of Seliya's neck.
Illeon threw away his hand that was holding Seliya's collar in an attempt to regain some semblance of reason.
“Ugh...!”
A groan of pain came out from Illeon's teeth.
Illeon held on to the table and calmed his breathing.
“Hehe, ha... !”
Despite his steadying breathing, Illeon's eyes gradually darkened as he roughly brushed his hair with his hand.
“...You."
Illeon glared at Seliya across the table with eyes that were exactly a mixture of hatred and excitement.
Illeon's hand that was holding the table fell off.
Illeon walked up to Seliya, his breathing heavy.
Seliya neither avoided Illeon's excited gaze nor was he afraid.
Illeon's hand rested on Seliya's cheek.
“How dare you...”
There was a sound of grinding teeth between Illeon's teeth.
Illeon's hand, holding her cheek, moved to Seliya's lips.
Lips like moist, delicious fruit.
How would it feel to have these red, red lips shining with my saliva?
With the urge to devour Seliya from head to toe, Illeon spat out a swear word as if he were chewing her.
“Damn...”
Where composure disappeared, nervousness took over.
He wants her, he wants her so much that he feels like he's going crazy.
“What kind a move...I... You..."
The hand that had been touching her lips moved to the nape of Seliya's neck.
"Say it."
"...”
Seliya had no intention of letting Illeon know that she had a special ability.
“What are you talking about? Don’t you remember when His Majesty took a sip of the aphrodisiac?”
Illeon's face stiffened at what Seliya said, his eyes bright red.
His expression was stern, but as he looked at Seliya, his desire boiled over and overflowed in his eyes.
“You did something to me...You’re hiding it.”
After saying that, Illeon buried his head in Seliya's collarbone.
Illeon, who was breathing heavily on her hollow clavicle as if smelling the scent of Seliya's flesh, roughly grabbed Seliya's waist.
“I'll tell you... If not...”
Illeon lifted his head away from Seliya's collarbone.
A voice like the growl of an animal came from Illeon's throat.
“Even if I had to force it... Let me tell you.”
Illeon grabbed Seliya's waist tightly with both hands to prevent her from escaping from him, and tried to chew the pure white nape of her neck with his teeth.
It was a thin, fragile nape.
Reminiscent of a fawn killed in a hunting competition.
"Like this...If I bite you... Are you going to die?”
Illeon muttered, looking down at the nape of Seliya’s neck.
Soon, Illeon's lips landed on the back of Seliya's neck.
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