Chapter 92 - Command (2)

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Chapter 92 - Command (2)

Diana's touch was unrestrained.

"I..."

She left her words unfinished and reached out.

A sensation, cool yet soft, brushed my cheek.

Her breath, the air, the emotions—everything was hot.

It was hot.

Hot, dizzying, and nauseating.

"In truth, I have always..."

Her intense gaze, the long lashes, the radiant silver hair disheveled in the sunlight, and her voice breaking under the heat—all of it was overwhelmingly stimulating.

It was blinding.

It made me feel queasy.

The heat in my head numbed my nerves.

The sensation in my mouth was so sweet it felt bitter.

"Since long ago..."

An invisible bolt of lightning struck my mind.

It felt like a flash that could swallow everything.

Her movements became even more intense.

Actions, emotions, and desires—all perfectly crossed a drawn line.

Both Diana and I knew this.

But neither of us stopped.

No, we couldn't stop.

"Please forgive me..."

I had prepared many words.

To persuade her.

To resolve the only lingering attachment I had left.

I had prepared the usual sweet talk about how advanced and peaceful the civilization of my world was, and what dreams could be achieved there.

So, please come with me.

Choose me, a fleeting acquaintance, over the world you've lived in all your life.

Honestly, I was scared.

I wasn't sure.

Even though Diana was loyal, I didn't believe she would cross dimensions just for me.

But there was no need to worry.

From the moment I made her my knight, she had always wanted me.

"Diana."

"......"

I grabbed Diana's arms as she sat on my thigh and pulled her close.

As if waiting for this, she wrapped her arms around me.

Then, she slowly lifted her head.

Her gaze, full of desire and suggestion, came closer.

"Me too."

Her eyes, looking at me, trembled with urgency.

Her grip on my neck tightened, revealing her intense possessiveness.

"So..."

Her breath grew rapid.

Her eyelashes trembled as if she was engulfed in a tremor.

"There's no need to hold back anymore."

And as if she couldn't hold back any longer.

She leaned forward and tilted her head slightly.

She closed her eyes.

Once again, her soft lips met mine.

"......"

It was hot.

The searing heat mingled in our mouths.

The sensation of lips, breaths, touches—everything was electrifying.

I couldn't stay sane.

The desire I had hidden all this time blazed like a wildfire in my mind.

Reason and patience evaporated, leaving only instinct to burn fiercely in the flames.

Her hand slipped below my waistline.

Despite her innocent face, her eyes burned with fervor, consuming me.

It was dizzying.

The stimulation was overwhelmingly intense.

"......"

Overwhelmed by desire.

The Duke slowly nodded.

"The day before the ceremony, all notable families will gather at the imperial palace. Of course, the seven families of the Noble Faction will also be there."

I looked at the Duke with a bored expression.

I didn't care about their schemes.

My only interest was infiltrating the palace without any obstacles.

"...In two days, you will enter the palace with me."

"Is there a way?"

"No need to worry. I have prepared an appropriate identity for you."

"That's good to hear."

The Duke looked at me silently.

"Is it true?"

"What is?"

"The claim that the Holy Blood has already been handed over to the Royal Family."

That?

Of course, it's a lie.

"Yes, it's true."

The Holy Blood had completely disappeared into my stomach.

All that was left for me was a small amount of elixir.

"So you don't need to worry. Once you seize the Royal Family, the Holy Blood will naturally fall into your hands."

The Duke was lost in thought for a while.

After a long consideration, he opened a drawer.

He picked up a small key from inside.

"Take this."

"...What is it?"

"A key to open the family's vault."

The vault key?

Why give it to me?

"If there's something you need, take it. Once this is over, we won't need to see each other again."

"...Are you serious?"

"Of course."

A clear goodwill.

I couldn't understand it.

There was no reason for him to show me such kindness.

I couldn't read his intentions at all.

The Duke, having finished speaking, stood up.

"With this, forget all grievances between us."

With that, he closed the door and left.

I blinked dumbfoundedly at the direction he had exited.

What is he up to?

But that could wait...

"The underground vault..."

Winfred's underground vault.

In the original story, it was a famous farming spot, containing numerous rare items.

Of course, most of it wasn't of much significance to me since I planned to leave this world soon.

I couldn't take these items to the other world anyway.

But.

"The Tears of Lethe."

Yes, the Tears of Lethe.

A legendary quest item that allows you to read the forgotten past upon consumption.

It was also in Winfred's underground vault.

Despite its vague description, it was a quest item, not a consumable item.

It couldn't be consumed by the character but was meant only to complete a quest.

'But there was no quest that required the Tears of Lethe.'

An item made to complete a quest, yet no quest needed it.

It was an item that once caused quite a controversy.

"...Should I check it out?"

Yes, it's the last time anyway.

Checking the vault shouldn't be a problem.

You never know.

There might be something about the forgotten past that I missed.

"Butler."

"You called, young master."

I stood up, slowly twirling the key on my finger.

"Guide me to the vault."

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