Hot breath on sensitive skin.
His lips seemed to brand Sepia's nape.
Mine.
Sepia's pupils shook.
Dyling opened her mouth in shock at the sight of the two.
"Then you're really a fiancée..."
She trembled, unable to believe it.
"But you're the Grand Duchess! I know that the Emperor made the deposed Empress the Grand Duchess!"
So that no one could have Sepia.
However, Roxanne consistently warned instead of answering.
"Dyling Daerdis. This is your final warning. Go back."
"Brother!"
Dyling bit her lower lip at the cold gaze.
Even her eyes filled with betrayal, asking how he could do this.
However, Roxanne was strong in this.
"I didn't arrest you because you have nothing to do with the ledger. Keep in mind that."
The ledger?
That was when Sepia's questioning gaze landed on Roxanne.
“How could you say something like that... You know better than anyone that my father would not do that!"
Dyling shouted and stumbled.
The Saintess’s attendants hurriedly supported her.
“Saintess, hold on tight.”
“Your precious body is hurt.”
They delicately helped Dyling by wiping her forehead and making her lean forward.
Dyling, who had been treated as a Saintess, finally calmed down and took a deep breath.
“I am the Saintess here. You can’t even perform miracles, and yet you are the Star of Ishtar.”
The pupils characteristic of a bird of prey glared at Sepia.
“I will give you one week. If you don’t release my father within that time, I will inform the capital that the deposed Empress is here.”
Dyling turned around after giving her one last warning.
Silence fell over the bedroom as the Saintess’ followers disappeared in a long tail.
Sepia said to Lucy, who was standing there, watching her closely.
“Would you step aside for a moment?”
“Oh, yes!”
Lucy disappeared with the maids standing in the hallway.
The situation was settled for the time being, but the tumultuous atmosphere still remained.
Along with the threats from the woman who claimed to be a Saintess.
'This is the problem that needs to be dealt with.'
It seemed that the exploitation of the temporary lord was not limited to Rapikan, but many people were involved.
Like Rapikan's daughter Dyling.
"If the Emperor finds out that I'm here, the entire Leopold will be in trouble."
"Dyling cannot leave the territory. At least until the fraud committed by my uncle is concluded."
That meant that someone was watching Dyling.
"There was a record that Dyling spent half a year in the capital three years ago. She couldn't last long and returned."
It seemed that Dyling had seen Sepia at the imperial party she had attended at that time.
Debuting in the imperial palace was the dream of all noble ladies.
However, making a brief appearance and establishing a foundation in the capital were two completely different matters.
The cost of attending the party, the hotel fee, and the amount of money to find a madam who would debut her in the capital were beyond the means of a local nobleman. The same was true for Dyling.
Dyling, who had returned from the capital, shut herself in her bedroom.
It had been half a year since she came out of her depression.
It was around the time when the temporary lord’s fraudulent activities began.
“What is a Saintess?”
“Yes. Since the empire does not recognize Saintesses, we were able to imprison my uncle who earned the donations, but there are still residents who follow Dyling. Above all, Dyling truly believes that she performs miracles.”
Leaving Dyling alone was problematic, but if they forcibly banished her, the past misunderstandings about Roxanne would not be resolved.
They had to know how her miracles were performed, and the cause and cure of the disease.
“What disease is this called the plague?”
“It is similar to the contagious disease that spread in the past.”
It starts with red spots spreading on the skin, followed by a high fever and difficulty breathing.
The contagious disease that spread in the past was called Laculus, which means red flower.
“They say that if you touch the Saintess, you will get better.”
The compassionate hand drives away the disease.
The testimonies of the residents of the territory were as follows.
“I gained trust because of Bremin tea.”
Bremin tea was effective in reducing fever and soothing rashes.
The tea was first used for those who had failed to pay or could no longer pay, and they had great resentment toward Dyling and the temporary lord.
The same was true for the employees working in the castle.
They had been indebted to Roxanne, and had helped to capture the temporary lord.
Even if Sepia had been the deposed Empress, the fact would not have leaked out of the castle.
“Fortunately, there were no deaths. That means it wasn’t the same old epidemic.”
Even if the lord had been captured, the epidemic was still breaking out.
Those inside the castle were fine, but the village was still dangerous.
“Sepia, please stay in the castle.”
She knew what he was worried about.
However, the fanatics who believed she was a Saintess would still be condemning Roxanne.
“I won’t let you misunderstand.”
Roxanne smiled at those resolute words.
Why was he smiling?
When Sepia asked with her eyes, he opened his mouth.
“Even when I was young, I was fascinated by your strength.”
I was strong?
Suddenly, Sepia remembered her first meeting with him.
When she met him as a boy, Roxanne avoided Sepia.
She only remembered blindly following him, not to mention being strong.
'At first, I wanted to be friends.'
No one in the castle treated Sepia sincerely.
Then a boy of the same age appeared.
The first thought was that the boy might be the same.
'I became close to him...'
One day, Roxanne helped Sepia up after she had suddenly fallen.
That was when their secret meeting began.
"You never turned away. Whatever it was."
His lips touched her wrist.
The passionate kiss brought back the sensation of her neck a moment ago.
His well-shaped lips brushed the delicate flesh inside her wrist.
The early summer that had come to Leopold had made her dress light.
Her white arms, revealed in short sleeves, were emitting a new sensation just by touching her.
A new heat that she had never known before.
"Do you feel rejected?"
When she met his squinted eyes, a thrilling heartbeat followed.
A strange heat.
Anticipation and excitement.
“You already knew.”
Her body knew.
The reason for her unknown attraction.
And then she expressed it in her body language.
She now knew that all Demios could hide was sight and memory.
‘It’s okay now.’
The Emperor tried to restrain Sepia, believing in the gold that was on Roxanne.
But now, the feeling of ownership that she had hated so much was turning into attraction.
‘He said I was his female.’
Every moment was entirely hers.
Even the trembling she felt at Roxanne’s words.
The fact that he considered her as his dug deep into her until she held her breath for a moment in joy.
As if to prove that Roxanne was her only male.
His lips, which had climbed up her arm, touched the nape of her neck.
Her hot breath was spreading out into uneven breathing.
“...Wait a minute.”
“Do you know that, Sepia? Waiting is like hunger.”
Her head fell back as the voice resonated with heat.
The thin neckline was a trigger that stimulated the long hunger.
“I guess I’m also an unavoidable male.”
He gave a twisted smile.
Sepia’s eyes wavered at the smile she had never seen before.
And it didn’t take long for her to know the reason.
“So that I can have your first time.”
He knew that Sepia had never spent her first night with the Emperor.
Not even the fact that they had never had sexual relations.
“...Did you know?”
Her voice trembled in embarrassment, but she didn’t even realize this fact.
“Since you confessed that you had an aversion.”
He had noticed.
Hearing the belated confession, her breathing quickened.
She was caught in the gaze of the beast that had captured his female.
“You can call me a guy who is obsessed with your first time. But know this, Sepia. I have the confidence to love you, no matter who you are.”
His lips seemed to brand Sepia's nape.
Mine.
Sepia's pupils shook.
Dyling opened her mouth in shock at the sight of the two.
"Then you're really a fiancée..."
She trembled, unable to believe it.
"But you're the Grand Duchess! I know that the Emperor made the deposed Empress the Grand Duchess!"
So that no one could have Sepia.
However, Roxanne consistently warned instead of answering.
"Dyling Daerdis. This is your final warning. Go back."
"Brother!"
Dyling bit her lower lip at the cold gaze.
Even her eyes filled with betrayal, asking how he could do this.
However, Roxanne was strong in this.
"I didn't arrest you because you have nothing to do with the ledger. Keep in mind that."
The ledger?
That was when Sepia's questioning gaze landed on Roxanne.
“How could you say something like that... You know better than anyone that my father would not do that!"
Dyling shouted and stumbled.
The Saintess’s attendants hurriedly supported her.
“Saintess, hold on tight.”
“Your precious body is hurt.”
They delicately helped Dyling by wiping her forehead and making her lean forward.
Dyling, who had been treated as a Saintess, finally calmed down and took a deep breath.
“I am the Saintess here. You can’t even perform miracles, and yet you are the Star of Ishtar.”
The pupils characteristic of a bird of prey glared at Sepia.
“I will give you one week. If you don’t release my father within that time, I will inform the capital that the deposed Empress is here.”
Dyling turned around after giving her one last warning.
Silence fell over the bedroom as the Saintess’ followers disappeared in a long tail.
Sepia said to Lucy, who was standing there, watching her closely.
“Would you step aside for a moment?”
“Oh, yes!”
Lucy disappeared with the maids standing in the hallway.
The situation was settled for the time being, but the tumultuous atmosphere still remained.
Along with the threats from the woman who claimed to be a Saintess.
'This is the problem that needs to be dealt with.'
It seemed that the exploitation of the temporary lord was not limited to Rapikan, but many people were involved.
Like Rapikan's daughter Dyling.
"If the Emperor finds out that I'm here, the entire Leopold will be in trouble."
"Dyling cannot leave the territory. At least until the fraud committed by my uncle is concluded."
That meant that someone was watching Dyling.
"There was a record that Dyling spent half a year in the capital three years ago. She couldn't last long and returned."
It seemed that Dyling had seen Sepia at the imperial party she had attended at that time.
Debuting in the imperial palace was the dream of all noble ladies.
However, making a brief appearance and establishing a foundation in the capital were two completely different matters.
The cost of attending the party, the hotel fee, and the amount of money to find a madam who would debut her in the capital were beyond the means of a local nobleman. The same was true for Dyling.
Dyling, who had returned from the capital, shut herself in her bedroom.
It had been half a year since she came out of her depression.
It was around the time when the temporary lord’s fraudulent activities began.
“What is a Saintess?”
Just like before. Dyling seemed to really believe that she was a Saintess.
“In troubled times, we need a savior. My uncle entrusted that role to Dyling.”
It had been about two years since Leopold had shown signs of illness. The plague had spread quickly, and when it had finally eaten up a tenth of the territory, Dyling appeared before the people of the territory.
“I heard that she has received a revelation from the goddess."
The people of the territory did not believe in Dyling and followed her from the beginning. However, those who reached her began to show signs of improvement one by one, and eventually, they were able to overcome their illness. In the end, the people of the territory had no choice but to believe that Dyling was a Saintess. However, exploitation also occurred as she began to gain ground.
“Exploitation was done in the name of donations."
The Saintess’s hands reached those who had donated, and those who had not donated were not even looked at. Donations did not end with one donation. There was a revelation that if there was no continual will, the plague would continue to spread, and this actually came true. Sepia, who had been listening to Roxanne, opened her mouth.
“The ledger is a record of where the money earned from the donations was spent.”
“Yes. Since the empire does not recognize Saintesses, we were able to imprison my uncle who earned the donations, but there are still residents who follow Dyling. Above all, Dyling truly believes that she performs miracles.”
Leaving Dyling alone was problematic, but if they forcibly banished her, the past misunderstandings about Roxanne would not be resolved.
They had to know how her miracles were performed, and the cause and cure of the disease.
“What disease is this called the plague?”
“It is similar to the contagious disease that spread in the past.”
It starts with red spots spreading on the skin, followed by a high fever and difficulty breathing.
The contagious disease that spread in the past was called Laculus, which means red flower.
“They say that if you touch the Saintess, you will get better.”
The compassionate hand drives away the disease.
The testimonies of the residents of the territory were as follows.
“I gained trust because of Bremin tea.”
Bremin tea was effective in reducing fever and soothing rashes.
The tea was first used for those who had failed to pay or could no longer pay, and they had great resentment toward Dyling and the temporary lord.
The same was true for the employees working in the castle.
They had been indebted to Roxanne, and had helped to capture the temporary lord.
Even if Sepia had been the deposed Empress, the fact would not have leaked out of the castle.
“Fortunately, there were no deaths. That means it wasn’t the same old epidemic.”
Even if the lord had been captured, the epidemic was still breaking out.
Those inside the castle were fine, but the village was still dangerous.
“Sepia, please stay in the castle.”
She knew what he was worried about.
However, the fanatics who believed she was a Saintess would still be condemning Roxanne.
“I won’t let you misunderstand.”
Roxanne smiled at those resolute words.
Why was he smiling?
When Sepia asked with her eyes, he opened his mouth.
“Even when I was young, I was fascinated by your strength.”
I was strong?
Suddenly, Sepia remembered her first meeting with him.
When she met him as a boy, Roxanne avoided Sepia.
She only remembered blindly following him, not to mention being strong.
'At first, I wanted to be friends.'
No one in the castle treated Sepia sincerely.
Then a boy of the same age appeared.
The first thought was that the boy might be the same.
'I became close to him...'
One day, Roxanne helped Sepia up after she had suddenly fallen.
That was when their secret meeting began.
"You never turned away. Whatever it was."
His lips touched her wrist.
The passionate kiss brought back the sensation of her neck a moment ago.
His well-shaped lips brushed the delicate flesh inside her wrist.
The early summer that had come to Leopold had made her dress light.
Her white arms, revealed in short sleeves, were emitting a new sensation just by touching her.
A new heat that she had never known before.
"Do you feel rejected?"
When she met his squinted eyes, a thrilling heartbeat followed.
A strange heat.
Anticipation and excitement.
“You already knew.”
Her body knew.
The reason for her unknown attraction.
And then she expressed it in her body language.
She now knew that all Demios could hide was sight and memory.
‘It’s okay now.’
The Emperor tried to restrain Sepia, believing in the gold that was on Roxanne.
But now, the feeling of ownership that she had hated so much was turning into attraction.
‘He said I was his female.’
Every moment was entirely hers.
Even the trembling she felt at Roxanne’s words.
The fact that he considered her as his dug deep into her until she held her breath for a moment in joy.
As if to prove that Roxanne was her only male.
His lips, which had climbed up her arm, touched the nape of her neck.
Her hot breath was spreading out into uneven breathing.
“...Wait a minute.”
“Do you know that, Sepia? Waiting is like hunger.”
Her head fell back as the voice resonated with heat.
The thin neckline was a trigger that stimulated the long hunger.
“I guess I’m also an unavoidable male.”
He gave a twisted smile.
Sepia’s eyes wavered at the smile she had never seen before.
And it didn’t take long for her to know the reason.
“So that I can have your first time.”
He knew that Sepia had never spent her first night with the Emperor.
Not even the fact that they had never had sexual relations.
“...Did you know?”
Her voice trembled in embarrassment, but she didn’t even realize this fact.
“Since you confessed that you had an aversion.”
He had noticed.
Hearing the belated confession, her breathing quickened.
She was caught in the gaze of the beast that had captured his female.
“You can call me a guy who is obsessed with your first time. But know this, Sepia. I have the confidence to love you, no matter who you are.”
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