Chapter 245 – Chapter 245 ― Evidence (6)
Chapter 245 ― Evidence (6)
“Uh… Leah, this…”
With her arms and breasts buried in her chair, Yurtellia held her hips up and showed her private parts to Roan.
She had a momentary urge to push his thing into the pink hole in the thick flesh that repeatedly opened and closed as if begging for more pleasure. But more than that, what caught his attention were the strange marks under her buttocks and on her thighs.
“Laugh… , Hmm… ?”
Yurtellia sighed at Roan’s voice, which was different from before, and tried to turn her body around. However, what Roan was about to say was interrupted by a message blocking his view.
[Message: Fifth quest complete! Congratulations!]
[Message: Skill ‘Judgment’ duplication successful!]
[Fifth Quest Reward — Magic ‘Touch of the Stars’]
‘Referee’?
It is a skill of Urtellia that has never been seen in the game.
When the hero had a relationship, several of the skills possessed by the other character appeared as options at random. But I’ve never seen this before.
In addition, the ancient divine magic ‘Touch of the Stars’.
Roan’s eyes widened when he saw the magic name, forgetting about the current situation.
Among the current divine magic, the magic that is the source of ‘heal’ and ‘complete recovery’. Just as ‘Star’s Blessing’ and ‘Starlight’ have incomparable abilities with the remaining divine magic, perhaps ‘Star’s Touch’ is also like that.
Roan, lost in thought for a moment, came to his senses at the soft touch of his thigh.
And just before he saw the message, Roan suddenly realized what he was fixating on.
“… Glass.”
Yurteria, who was wagging her tail while holding her hips up, looked back at Roan with a dazed expression.
“… Glass?”
A look like you don’t know anything. Roan bit his lip as if to hold his heart, and touched Yurteria’s thighs, which were still warm and hot.
“Don’t you know who Yuri is?”
“Huh… I don’t know…”
“What is this?”
Roan gently raised Urtellia and hugged her. Urtellia, who had slipped into Roan’s arms, looked down at the part Roan had touched.
“Ah, that…”
Roan is putting her hand on the back of Yurteria’s left thigh. Among the scars engraved on the body, it was the faintest mark that looked like a specific shape.
Urtellia’s expression, which had been warmed up just a moment ago, darkened a little.
“I do not know.”
“You don’t know?”
Yurtellia leaned her body, which had cooled down, into Roan’s arms. It’s as if her body gets cold just by recalling old memories.
“Once upon a time, I wondered if that old lady had it engraved… Anmut didn’t have such a stigma. There was no symbol like this in the lab. Maybe it was because of this that she and her sister ran away a long time ago… Want.”
“…”
Roan looked down at Urtellia with a stiff face for a moment. All the scars left on her body looked so painful all over again, and more than anything else, these marks bothered me.
Why is this form of stigma familiar?
Where did you see it?
“Why? My body is so ugly… Are you stopping?”
“No way.”
Roan stroked the depressed Yurtellia’s head. She was disenchanted with her continuing thoughts, not because of her. But didn’t he say it clearly? I hope it will give you a pleasure that will become a memory.
Even when Roan started running his hands up Urtellia’s thighs again, it was hard for him to ignore the unknown sensations floating around in his head.
Now is not the time to think like this.
Excuse me, Urtellia.
If that’s the case, let’s move to the bedroom instead of this office and try it in earnest.
“I want you to move.”
“Are you changing seats?”
Roan smiled softly at Urtellia, who widened her eyes.
“Enjoying things in the office is different to me, but I want to make proper memories, so I go to the bedroom.”
“Your Majesty… Bedroom…”
Urtellia’s expression was filled with anticipation.
Roan intended to pull the string hanging from her door to summon her maid. As they got up, their crumpled clothes fell to the floor.
The moment I picked up clothes that had fallen on the floor to get dressed again. The moment I bent down like that.
The memory that flashed through his mind made Roan hard as a stone.
“Glass. Urtellia.”
“… Yes? Glass? Urtellia? Who is that?”
Roan unwittingly called her name of Yurtellia. However, Urtellia asked back as if she did not understand Roan’s words.
It didn’t matter anyway.
Roan’s gaze as she looked back at her was quite different from before, and Urtellia shrank involuntarily.
“… Your majesty?”
“Happiness may be difficult.”
“… Yes? Why suddenly?”
Yurteria became crying as if she had been struck by lightning. However, Roan gently wrapped her robe around her and immediately called her attendant.
“Your majesty.”
Hearing a voice outside, Roan answered in a slightly excited voice.
“Bring the magic orb connected to the Northern White Command. A bowl of warm water and a towel.”
“… ?”
Yurteria was opening her mouth in a daze. After half-shouting to her attendant, Roan hugged Yurteria.
“Leah. I wish I could give you something else if possible.”
“Yes? What, what are you talking about?”
Roan is actually confused.
Heart disease is close to 100%, but
How would she explain Yurtellia’s disappointment if she hadtily put out what she was thinking and then said no, no matter what?
So the emperor’s words had to be ambiguous.
Meanwhile, her lady-in-waiting opened her door and entered cautiously.
She glanced out to see what the emperor had been up to in her office, but she didn’t look surprised or embarrassed.
He was a more promiscuous emperor. In the meantime, he’s been decent, so it shouldn’t be a problem if he flirts with a girl like this once.
Thinking so, the goblin maid quietly disappeared, leaving the water she had left in front of her bedroom every morning on the table in her office.
Suddenly, Roan got dressed and started wiping himself with a towel. Then Yurtellia asked with her eyes full of anxiety and confusion.
“What, what are you doing, Your Majesty? Suddenly. Explain it to me please.”
“Wait a minute. I will check and let you know.”
“… Your Majesty, I’m starting to get a little scared. What are you trying to say?”
Urtellia is quick-witted in her eyes.
Seeing Roan’s attitude towards her, she asked.
“Something… Do you know about this scar? What? Just tell me.”
Urtellia grabbed Roan’s wrist. Her voice trembled, and Roan hesitated for a moment. Just then, I heard the voice of the imp secretary.
“Your majesty. I have connected with Northern Baekryung.”
Roan stood up and received the magic orb. The voice I heard was the Great Lord of Northern Baengnyeong, a tired voice as usual.
“Your majesty. Did you call?”
“Dude, what’s your name?”
“…”
There was silence for a while.
“Umm, is that an order?”
“Please.”
It’s rude if it’s the same class, and it’s inferior if it’s a lower person.
If you are a senior… I can tell you, but it feels like your privacy is being invaded.
However, the count’s favorability rating is over +40. A person of this level would probably tell the name even among demons.
The Count hesitated for a moment, then he answered.
“Um, this is Bertellia.”
Roan closed his eyes tightly.
He felt skeptical about himself, who had asked for his name earlier, and had let it go because he did not want to touch a sensitive part.
Why was the information wrong?
Perhaps it was because Urtellia was too young.
“Cancer antibiotics. Come to Basel right now.”
And Roan immediately cut off contact with the magic sphere.
Meanwhile, Yurtellia, who heard the Count’s voice beside her, opened her eyes wide in surprise at the content of her words.
No matter how much you don’t know Evirgio, you know where Northern Baekryung is. If it’s the level of a wizard who has come all the way from there, he’s a wizard of an enormous level.
Urtellia’s lips parted.
In the meantime, Roan, who had wiped Yurteria’s body and put her own robe on her, opened her mouth hesitantly.
“Leah. I’ve said it a few times The great lord of North Baekryong is looking for her sister. Her name is Yuri.”
“… Glass…”
After rolling her name out of her mouth, Yurtalia looked up at Roan with her hard face.
“You thought it was me, so you asked earlier? What is the basis?”
“Your mark… I have seen the shape of the scar.”
Seeing Roan’s serious expression, Urtellia took a step closer.
“Where?”
“Your majesty! Enter!”
“Great lord! For a moment…”
Before Roan had time to answer, the Count entered the office without hesitation. Belatedly, the secretary-general chased the Count in haste, saw Roan’s eyes, and left the room.
The Count’s eyebrows twitched briefly at the sight of Roan taking off her top and the disheveled office, and her expression grew even more stern at the sight of her prisoner.
The Count regards Roan as a member of the opposite sex. She will develop her jealousy just as much.
“Ahaha, what is this, Your Majesty? What were you planning to surprise me with this time? It would be disappointing if it looked like this now.”
“Cancer antibiotics.”
Roan’s voice was low.
Raising his eyebrows once again, the Count bowed.
“I accept your word. Your majesty.”
“The necklace you said was a talisman.”
The Count’s eyes narrowed as he lowered his head.
“What does that mean?”
The Count slowly straightened his back.
“… Your majesty. Um, no way.”
The face of the count, who was always smiling brightly and sometimes cold with a serious face, was filled with great confusion. Anticipation, and the vigilance and doubt that try to control oneself.
“Show me.”
And without replying to the emperor’s words, the count stared blankly at the petite beastman sitting behind Roan.
Urtellia shrank a little at the gaze of her countess, but she soon straightened her posture as if she had made up her mind. The two prisoners looked at each other.
The count, who had been looking at her for a long time as if scanning her urtellia, slowly wrapped her hand around her neck. She undid her necklace and held it out in front of Roan’s eyes. A necklace that Roan had seen before and that she said was important.
“Um, this is it.”
Seeing her necklace, Yurtalia widened her eyes.
“It wasn’t a very good memory, but it’s the only proof that I have a connection with my brother. Well, I also put some protection magic on it. That’s why I said it was a self-defense. With this, maybe my sister will recognize me!”
“What… Do you remember?”
Urtellia interrupted the conversation.
Bertellia, the great lord of the Northern Baekryung, gazed at Urtellia with her sharp eyes. Roan felt a mixture of disappointment and anticipation with ‘detection’.
Roan opened his mouth.
“Her name is Leah. She herself knows that. Leah is still in Merde, and she is looking for her older sister, who she lost as a child.”
“… This.”
The answer was simple, but the count’s eyes widened like Urtellia’s. The Count, who slowly blinked his eyes wide open as if in surprise, replied belatedly to Urtellia’s words.
“It’s a sign that it’s a commodity.”
Roan’s clenched fist trembled slightly.
Through ‘Detection’, I felt the intense emotions of the two, so it was difficult to control myself.
Neither the Count nor Urtellia said anything for a while. The first to speak was the Count.
“Do you have a stigma too? Where are you?”
Then, without hesitation, Yurteria turned around and pulled up the lower hem of her robe.
The count’s necklace, which Roan had seen before and thought at first glance to be hieroglyphic, was uglierly carved on the back of her thigh below Urtellia’s buttocks.
“… This, she didn’t know what it was yet. A product? If it’s enough to stigmatize it, you’re saying that there were plenty of other people besides the Count and me, right? How likely is it that we are blood relatives… Will it work?”
Urtellia was not quick to conclude her relationship with the count. Urtellia removed her hand from her robe and took a step towards the Count, who seemed to be glaring at him.
But instead of answering, the Count untied the front of his shirt. Her white bandages were uncovered, but she pulled them down, revealing her upper breasts to Yurtalia.
The Count’s hand holding the hem of his dress trembled like an aspen tree. As the Count bit his lip until it bled, he managed to catch his trembling voice and speak out.
“Everything is dead… Except me and Yuri.”
