Turning Chapter 1068

Chapter 1068

Just as Yuder had done in the Cavalry a few days ago, Kishiar explained in detail every single item that existed in his bedroom and temporary office. When Yuder occasionally asked about a part that caught his eye, Kishiar answered with a happy face, no matter how trivial it was.

"The bed looks new. Did you have it made recently?"

"Compared to the other items here, yes. Originally, when I first came here, there was a bed made with the same wood as the desk, but at that time, I didn't know I would grow this big, so I made it roughly the right size, which was a mistake. In the end, it became too small, so I had to have it remade about 4 years ago. This is it."

Yuder couldn't say anything to his smiling words that fortunately, the desk wasn't too uncomfortable to use even after he had fully grown, so he didn't have to change it.

He said, "I didn't know I would grow this big," but in the end, it meant he didn't expect to live past adulthood. Nevertheless, the fact that he had the bed remade meant that the time he had to lie down before his awakening, when death was near, was so long that he couldn't endure it without remaking it.

Near the bed and desk, there was a magic stone fireplace and a wall fireplace attached to each. Instead of the wall fireplace that had been there since the castle was built but was not currently in use, two magic stone fireplaces were busily emitting colorful heat.

An ink stand and ink bottle that showed signs of long use. Old books neatly placed so that they could be seen at any time.

However, perhaps because it was literally a "temporary office," there weren't many items placed. Yuder briefly recalled the place he had visited for assassination. The place he had visited at that time was also Kishiar's office, but the location was not here.

'The floor is different. The room was much larger than here. That side must have been the real official office.'

At that time, he didn't know the secret related to Kishiar's health, so he never thought that such a temporary office would exist separately next to his bedroom. Emperor Katchian, who had given information to Yudrain Aile, must have been the same.

If it was a time when his body was so sick that death was near, he would have stayed more often in this temporary office with a wall prepared for isolation at any time than in the official office, but he sat alone in that place Yuder had visited without showing any signs.

Without even lighting the magic stone fireplace, drinking tea with a very calm face.

Thinking about it now that he knew his personality well, it was a truly absurd scene. Kishiar was a person who placed great meaning on magic stone fireplaces and even put fire in his emblem that symbolized himself. Why did he, who lit the fire of the magic stone fireplace wherever he stayed except when the weather was hot, not light the fire only then?

Unless he knew it would soon become useless.

The more he got to know about Kishiar, the more he realized how little he knew about that man on that day. Yuder silently brushed his hand over the desk in the temporary office.

'Could it be that Kishiar came all the way here without saying a word about that official office and deliberately said that he broke down the room to create a temporary office before entering here because he saw the scene of that day through our connection in my dream before?'

The nightmare in which he repeatedly killed Kishiar La Orr endlessly and tried to escape the castle.

Kishiar had peeked into that nightmare through their connection and pulled Yuder out of there. He might have thought that Yuder would be displeased if he saw a place similar to the office that appeared in that dream after having such a dream.

'But now that I'm here, I can't not go to that place.'

He was grateful for his consideration, but Yuder was thinking of visiting there at least once before leaving Peletta.

Knowing that a part of the man who died there was still in that darkness, he felt he had to do that.

"Are you tired?"

Just then, as his hand paused after sweeping across the desk, a much larger hand rested over his. Turning his head, Yuder met the gaze of eyes that seemed to pierce through him, alight with the glow from the magic stone fireplace.

"Perhaps I've been too talkative, caught up in the excitement."

"No, you didn't."

Yuder shook his head and turned his hand over, fully opening his hand between the man's fingers.

Firmly, as if he wouldn't let go no matter what happened.

Just as he had led him in the nightmare.

"Please keep talking. I want to hear more."

Yuder pulled the hand towards him and gently pressed his lips against the man's fingers. Suddenly, Kishiar's eyelids twitched, and the atmosphere abruptly intensified.

"...I've almost explained all the items in the room now, so what more should I talk about? Any topic you want?"

A topic of choice. That was an easy answer.

"Anything. Everything. About you when you were here."

"...Oh my."

Looking down at the fingers touching Yuder's lips, the man smiled with an inevitably softened yet tightly stretched desire.

"I was planning to let you rest today since you must be tired."

"I would have agreed if I had to work tomorrow. But that's not the case now, is it?"

This is Peletta, after all.

Yuder slowly opened his lips and stuck out the tip of his tongue. And he firmly bit the long and beautiful finger joints that were entangled as if captured by his fingers, unable to go anywhere.

Definitely enough to leave teeth marks, even if it didn't hurt.

When he removed his lips and checked the teeth marks, Yuder saw the man looking at it with a face devoid of laughter.

"...Yes. That's right."

It was similar to the eyes of a beast that had been holding the heat towards the one who had set foot in its territory.

Instead of the hand caught by Yuder, the other arm came around to embrace his waist. Yuder lowered his eyes, accepting the approaching lips without avoiding them.

His lower body, half-leaning against the desk, swayed as if it would fall backward, but there was no need to worry. Because everything proceeded on its own while he was focusing on the sensual pleasure given by the overlapping lips. Yuder fully entrusted his body to the man who could easily lift and move an adult man with just one arm, and focused only on savoring the space filled with his scent.

A heavy sound echoed as the two of them fell onto the bed where no one but the owner had ever lain. Yuder untangled his intertwined hands as Kishiar pulled him and instead wrapped his arms around his neck. As he enticingly raised his waist as if to encourage the hands crawling inside his clothes, the man buried his lips in Yuder's neck, exhaling a roughly cracked breath.

Kishiar's scent flowing out in the spreading breath was thicker than usual, making him dizzy. Yuder didn't lose to it and released his own scent, breathing as if to fully inhale and swallow all of it.

Just by doing that, pleasure rose in an instant, and his lower body hardened, and before long, he felt his stomach getting wet.

Having done this numerous times, the heat soaking in felt strangely new and special—perhaps because this place was Peletta.

Yuder closed his eyes. And more eagerly than ever, he accepted the man's intense heat pouring down on him.