Turning Chapter 1119

Chapter 1119

The Bright Palace was a historic place where the crown princes of the Orr Empire had resided for generations. Only those who had received the official crown prince seal could stay there, and countless lives had been lost over a thousand years to gain that qualification. The place, which lived up to its official name meaning "the blessed place where the most beautiful and bright light dwells" and was always famous for its good lighting, was now plunged into deep darkness.

The palace had thick curtains drawn to prevent even a single point of light from entering.

The small, insignificant objects imbued with Emperor Keilusa's ability couldn't approach the suspicious Katchian himself, but they could easily steal the conversations of the servants watching and guarding his surroundings.

According to the information obtained this way, Katchian seemed to be in a state of extreme anxiety, desperately trying to do something.

'His Highness the Crown Prince keeps asking if there's any new contact from Duke Diarca's residence. If I answer no again, my head will split... What should I do... Sigh.'

'The newly entered servants don't seem to know anything yet. They were so eager to please His Highness.'

'Weren't they the ones who hired those mercenaries instead this time? I wonder what His Highness keeps ordering such things for. If Duke Diarca finds out about this...'

While Duke Diarca was more focused on tightening internal affairs and not paying much attention to Katchian and his warnings, it seemed Katchian had found new subordinates in the meantime to try to kill Marin with money from somewhere.

No matter how much of a mere shell it had become, the name of the crown prince of an empire that had continued for a thousand years was never light. The flies attracted to that mere shell of a name proved this point.

But how loyal could such forcibly made subordinates really be?

Could Katchian properly trust and give confidence to them this time?

It would be impossible. Emperor Keilusa could assert this.

Katchian was a person who trusted no one but himself. That's why he had more greed than anyone and was cunning, but couldn't properly walk the path needed to realize it. In fact, since Katchian himself had no ability, he inevitably had to rely on the power of others to move forward, but since he couldn't do that, how could he achieve what he desired?

If he had grown a bit older and learned to act with at least minimal hypocrisy like Duke Diarca, things might have been different, but fortunately, that didn't happen. It wouldn't in the future either.

It's very rare for a person to be able to coldly acknowledge that they are actually someone who can't stand up on their own from the bare ground. And it's even rarer for someone to be able to develop the ability to stand up with just their own strength from there. At least from what Keilusa La Orr had seen in his life, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that only his brother Kishiar could do that.

Just as Emperor Keilusa smiled slightly, the sound of something breaking and murmuring noises came through his eyes and ears. It seemed Katchian was causing a disturbance, angry about something.

'There's the sound of breaking from inside again... He seems to be really angry. I don't even want to know the reason anymore.'

'I hope he just gets angry and doesn't do anything else. Every time he sneaks out of the palace, who knows how many heads disappear.'

'Let's not approach and just think about what to report to His Grace Duke Diarca.'

The servants clicked their tongues with terrified faces. Emperor Keilusa withdrew his eyes and ears at that point.

It was just a year ago that Katchian La Orr was praised for resembling Duke Diarca more than Duke Diarca's own children, but now no one said such things. Even Katchian himself didn't.

That fact made the Emperor quite bitter and pleased.

'Things that would fall apart so easily just by not missing a single misalignment and widening the gap...'

Previously, he had to lose such precious things because he couldn't seize that one opportunity.

But while the Emperor might be pained by that fact, he decided not to be buried in regret.

'Instead of wasting time on that, I should grasp the given opportunities more strongly.'

Diarca distracted elsewhere, and Katchian struggling alone.

It was clear from the beginning which one should be struck first.

Countless documents and pieces of information flashed through Emperor Keilusa's mind. These were things he had been gathering quietly with his brother for a very long time.

"Chief Attendant."

"Yes, Your Majesty. Please command."

Despite the sudden call, the Chief Attendant bowed with a calm face.

"Someone will report today about the person who hired the bandits that attacked their village. That person was 'coincidentally' a Cavalry member, and I will take the report from a Cavalry member working for the Emperor seriously and plan to find the culprit by imperial order. And 'by chance', it seems I will discover that the culprit is an attendant of the Crown Prince."

"Oh. That will be truly sad and surprising news."

The Chief Attendant answered with a face that wasn't surprised at all. Emperor Keilusa also continued speaking eloquently without any change in expression.

"I will be surprised by that news and hold the Crown Prince himself responsible. And in the process of investigation, I will be shocked to learn evidence of various wrongdoings and additional crimes committed by the Crown Prince in the past. If I additionally find out about things like how the Crown Prince didn't properly investigate the intruder in the Sun Palace before, or that he caused trouble by leaving without permission and did it again, I might be so surprised and disappointed that I'll refer it to a formal trial."

"Since it's a trial where a member of the imperial family is implicated, it would require the approval of more than half of the Grand Judges to begin, wouldn't it?"

"As they are righteous people working for the truth, I'm sure they will approve."

"I think so too. Everyone will be very shocked."

"Yes. Perhaps Duke Diarca will be as surprised as I am. Being an upright person, he might be so ashamed and disappointed by the wrongdoings of the Crown Prince from his family that he proposes dethronement first."

"Such a heartbreaking thing shouldn't happen, but..."

"Indeed. If such a thing happens, I will inevitably have to review the events from the previous Crown Prince selection test again. Perhaps Prince Ejain Afnan Nelarn, who has been in contact with me regarding the recent anomalous crack incident, might provide interesting information related to the previous assassination attempt."

The Emperor and the Chief Attendant shared a brief smile in silence for a moment.

"Then I believe you know what preparations need to be made now."

"Yes. I have been waiting for this day for a very long time."

The Chief Attendant bowed politely with his hands clasped.

"I am infinitely happy to be able to directly serve your command before my retirement."

"I feel the same. But this is just the beginning. Let's postpone the joy for later."

That day, a complaint was filed in a small village in the West, asking for punishment of the employer of bandits who had tried to attack the village.

The complainant's name was Marin. She was an awakener belonging to the Cavalry.

***

The faint sound of winter wind could be heard through the gap of the closed balcony window.

However, Yuder couldn't tell whether the weather outside was cloudy or clear, day or night. From the moment he was left alone with Kishiar, who had finally abandoned everything and been completely consumed by instinct, his mind had also half-turned off its nerves to external stimuli.

The sound of wind could be heard. That was all.

Beyond the meaningless information that flowed away and disappeared, only the breathtakingly rich, wet sounds stimulated his ears meaningfully, resonating in his head.

Those sounds, ringing clear and obsessively enough to make one blush, were none other than Yuder's body. They were coming from between his legs, which were spread wide and folded upwards.

Although Kishiar had licked and sucked on his body before, it had never been as long, explicit, and raw as it was now. Folding his spread legs up so much that they almost touched his ears while doing this was something that had never happened even in Yuder's previous life, according to his memory.

'The stimulation is... too intense.'

He thought Kishiar would enter right away since he was in a state where reason had disappeared, but that wasn't the case. Kishiar was trying to melt and devour Yuder thoroughly as if he had found a very pleasing meal. Even when Yuder whispered to do it moderately and enter, there was no response, and when he tried to change his position, Kishiar didn't comply. So after that, he just relaxed his body and let Kishiar do as he wished, but it was truly endless.

The red tongue explicitly licked down the perineum and dug into the inside. The softly opened interior reacted to the stimulation and tried to tighten around what entered, but by then the tongue had already playfully withdrawn again. The interior, which had repeated this hundreds of times already, twitched like a child overwhelmed by medicine and closed again, swollen and red. Yuder could clearly feel his insides writhing and convulsing involuntarily.

The space between his tense thighs trembled finely. As a breath wet with instinctive pleasure, regret, and frustration escaped between Yuder's lips, the tongue suddenly invaded inside again, making his mind dizzy.

"Ah..."

The fingers gripping the sheets trembled. It felt like every strand of hair would become a slimy mucus soaked in saliva and scent, but the inside kept opening and closing repeatedly without being completely filled. It was hard to endure.

How long had he endured in the sticky sounds that would make anyone with ears blush and run away?

"Ugh, ha... ah...!"

Finally, unable to overcome the pleasure, the inside that tightened around the invading tongue reached its peak, and transparent, sticky fluid flowed out like a burst spring. The vague thought that this was the first time he had reached such a state while in his right mind, like during heat, flashed through his mind, and finally Kishiar lifted his head from between Yuder's legs.

Fluid dripping down his neckline.

The man, completely soaked from nose to chin, was smiling brightly even at what should have been the most obscene moment.

At the moment Yuder's gaze was involuntarily drawn to the sight of the tongue, which had emerged from between lips swollen redder than ever before, licking around his mouth with great satisfaction.

The opened hole was penetrated to the hilt in one breath.