Seliya put her arms around Dietrich's neck.
Something soft pushed in, touching the tender flesh inside her mouth, then brushing against her teeth.
Seliya felt the vitality rising inside her body as she kissed Dietrich.
Moans occasionally leaked out between Seliya's lips, but they were all blocked by Dietrich.
Dietrich's hand slid down to Seliya's negligee.
Seliya did not reject Dietrich's touch. Dietrich's hand dug between Seliya's negligee.
Seliya hugged Dietrich's neck tightly as her head felt hot and her whole body felt hot.
Dietrich took off the armor he was wearing as he kissed Seliya.
Dietrich unbuttoned the tunic under the armor and held Seliya in his arms, throwing her onto the bed.
Slap-
Seliya moved the hand that was wrapped around Dietrich’s neck to his back.
Dietrich persistently touched the part that Seliya felt.
All her nerves were sensitive and tenacious. The tips of her feet curled up on their own, and Seliya’s mind went completely blank.
Seliya gasped for breath.
Dietrich looked down at Seliya and smiled softly.
“Use me, Seliya.”
Seliya looked up at Dietrich’s words.
“...What do you mean?”
Dietrich slowly whispered, caressing Seliya’s lips that were glistening with his saliva.
“Use me as a healing agent to heal your terminally ill body.”
Use.
For some reason, Seliya felt pain when she heard that word.
Of course, at first, she had tried to use Dietrich. Just as he had tried to use her, Seliya had tried to use him too.
But not anymore.
Seliya caressed Dietrich’s cheek.
The red eyes contained only Seliya herself.
Seliya smiled faintly as she looked at the eyes that were like burning flames reminiscent of blood that she had been unable to take her eyes off of since the first time she saw them.
“Dietrich.”
Seliya’s hand slid down from Dietrich’s cheek to the nape of his neck.
The scar from the dagger had faded considerably. Seliya stared at the mark for a moment.
“Don’t talk like that.”
Seliya placed her hand on Dietrich’s solid chest.
Desire boiled over Dietrich’s eyes as he looked at Seliya.
Seliya opened her mouth as she watched Dietrich, who was entangled in possessiveness and desire.
“It’s not about healing, it’s about what I want to do.”
Seliya kissed Dietrich on the mouth.
Perhaps feeling regretful about the light kiss, Dietrich wrapped his arms around the back of Seliya’s neck and kissed Seliya.
He thrust hard enough to take away her breath, and when Seliya struggled, he followed up with a gentle and soft kiss.
Dietrich caressed every part of Seliya’s body.
Seliya’s mind went blank every time his large hand brushed her body.
A thrill ran through every place Dietrich’s hand touched.
Seliya’s eyelashes fluttered.
She was embarrassed that she was doing this with Dietrich right after waking up in a room bathed in morning sunlight.
However, she felt better than embarrassed.
Maybe because the other person was Dietrich.
Dietrich, who had been kissing her absentmindedly, grabbed Seliya’s hand and muttered in a soft voice.
“...It might hurt a little.”
Seliya answered, wrapping her other hand around Dietrich’s back.
“I want you.”
Dietrich couldn’t hold it in any longer.
As if it had been a joke just now, the strong sensation surged like a tidal wave.
It wasn’t just a little.
Seliya wanted to protest, but she couldn’t say anything because Dietrich was moving his body.
Seliya’s vision flashed white.
Dietrich intertwined Seliya’s knuckles and kissed her forehead, whispering affectionately,
“If you don’t like it, I won’t do it.”
Dietrich stopped moving and looked down at Seliya.
Seliya barely managed to utter a word as she looked at Dietrich, who wanted her so strongly, with eyes sparkling with desire.
“You... It’s okay because you’re a God.”
Dietrich hugged Seliya tightly.
Seliya fell apart in Dietrich’s arms.
Dietrich never took his eyes off Seliya, as if he didn’t want to miss even a single breath or a single quivering eyelash. Dietrich kissed every part of Seliya’s body. As if he didn’t know what to do because he loved her so much.
With hazy eyes, Seliya stared at Dietrich, who was hugging her and not letting go.
Seliya felt her body healing.
It seemed as if the water of life had been poured entirely into her ruined body.
It felt like the rotten blood that had accumulated in her body was being purified.
Dietrich was not wrong when he said that mixing bodies was the best way to heal her terminally ill body.
Although her body was steadily healing, Seliya was having a hard time coming to her senses.
Like an animal with only instinct, Dietrich kissed all over Selya's body.
Because of Dietrich's excessive invincibility, Seliya's reason was completely blown away.
Seliya desperately clung to Dietrich.
Dietrich's eyes overflowed with affection as he looked at the disheveled Seliya.
Seliya felt her heartwarming.
As their eyes met, Dietrich frantically kissed Seliya on the mouth.
His soft, smooth body entered Seliya.
Dietrich went from being infinitely sweet to pushing her to her limits, and Seliya couldn't come to her senses.
At the same time as her vitality was returning to her body, she felt as if her vitality was being taken away again by Dietrich.
Their breathing mingled together, and the sound of sloshing echoed throughout the room.
Seliya couldn't tell whether it was her lips that Dietrich had devoured or whether it was her own.
So Seliya was held by Dietrich for a while.
***
“Did you hear the news? They say the entire dungeon of the imperial palace burned down. I heard the prisoners’ bodies were unrecognizable.”
"Oh my goodness."
“Who on earth would do that...”
The imperial palace maids gathered together and whispered.
The imperial palace is currently completely controlling outside access, so only very limited information could be obtained.
The imperial palace maids did not even know that Illeon was imprisoned.
Since Dietrich was complaining that the new Emperor was sick and lying in a hospital bed, the palace maids could only vaguely guess that His Majesty the new Emperor was really very sick.
“Am I the only one who feels this? Isn’t the overall atmosphere in the imperial palace a bit chaotic these days? The ministers of the imperial palace are dying, and now even His Majesty the Emperor...”
As they spoke, the palace maids looked at each other.
There were many cases of people dying from using their mouth incorrectly, both in the past and present, so before saying something important, the palace maids looked around without any reason and reduced their speaking volume as much as possible.
“It’s all the work of witches, right? Wearing the mask of Brillion’s Angel..."
When a maid opened her mouth, the conversation naturally flowed in that direction.
“Seeing that His Excellency the Duke of Calypso, who never paid attention to women, fell in love with her, I think she must have really done something.”
“That’s right. That’s what I meant.”
“His Excellency Duke Calypso is strictly controlling people from going outside the palace, so we can’t know what’s going on outside...”
The maids sighed deeply.
The knights under Dietrich took turns controlling the entrance to the imperial palace, so even if they tried to sneak out, there was no way.
“I should have kept at least one carrier pigeon. If I had done that, I would have known what was going on outside.”
As one of the maids complained, the maid next to her clapped her hands.
“I know a maid who had a carrier pigeon!”
“!”
“She is a maid who recently served His Majesty the new Emperor, and strangely, she was blind. Her name was Ellie.”
“Where is that maid?”
“Because she is a maid serving His Majesty the Emperor, wouldn’t she be in the Emperor’s palace?”
The maids flocked to the Emperor's palace to look for Ellie.
However, the knight guarding the Emperor's palace blocked the maids from entering.
“You cannot enter the Emperor’s palace.”
“Why?”
“Your Majesty is in a sick bed, and you are not even part of the Emperor’s palace.”
The knight said exactly what Dietrich had said.
The maids looked at him earnestly, but no way would work.
One of the maids, who could not go back like this, carefully laid out her words.
“Then, could you please call the maid named Ellie?”
Ellie. One of the knight's eyebrows rose when she heard that name.
“Why are you asking me to bring that maid?”
“That’s because I’m a close friend.”
In fact, she wasn't close at all, but one of the palace maids lied.
The knight stared at the maid's face and opened his mouth.
“...It would be better not to know.”
“Why?”
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