CHAPTERS
“P-please… spare me…” “Answer me first! The silver-haired one, where is he? Is he dead?!” Roman’s face turned pale from lack of air. His eyes were rolling back. “I… I can’t breathe…” Just before he passed out, Sharhan slightly eased the pressure around his neck. Roman gasped, mouth open wide, drawing in ragged breaths. But Sharhan didn’t intend to let him recover fully. He squeezed again, then gave him just enough air to keep talking. “I’ll ask one last time.…- 264.3 K • Completed
- Sharhan and Derry looked at each other in alarm. Derry, in particular, had gone deathly pale and was fumbling in a panic. Step, step. The sound of multiple footsteps drew nearer. Sharhan’s heart pounded in his chest, and his lips went dry. “Wh-what do we do?” “Lie down like we’re still tied up, hands behind your back.” Sharhan made a quick decision. He grabbed the rope from the floor, hid it against his body, and lay down so that only his bound wrists were visible. Derry quickly…
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- The stench was overwhelming. He could smell the metallic tang of blood, and faint groans reached his ears. Sharhan struggled to stay conscious, but his body wouldn’t obey. His eyelids felt like they had stones placed on them, and his limbs were bound tight as if chained in place. His head was foggy, as though wrapped in mist. “……!” After a long effort, he finally managed to lift his eyelids, but his mind was still hazy. Blinking slowly, he tried to make sense of the situation, even in his…
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- As soon as he saw Lestel, the employee named John teared up and lowered his head, unable to hold himself upright. “I’m John. I used to work under Lord Simon. You probably don’t remember me, my lord, but I was falsely accused at the place where I worked and got kicked out. I was getting beaten up on the streets when you saved me.” Lestel nodded as the memory came back to him. That had indeed happened. He had rescued a man who was being badly beaten and brought him back to treat his wounds.…
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- Sharhan’s face flared up as if it had caught fire. “Y-you crazy bastard! H-how can you say something like that while completely sober…?” He couldn’t even finish the sentence. Lestel, spreading his index and middle fingers, licked off the thick semen pooled between them. Then, as if taunting the horrified Sharhan, he touched the spread fingers to both corners of his mouth and repeatedly stuck out his tongue. That red tongue poking out between his long, pale fingers and disappearing again…
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- Their kiss went on for a long time. Lestel sucked Sharhan’s tongue into his mouth, then passed it back along with a mouthful of saliva. Sharhan swallowed the saliva filling his mouth without resistance. He was surprised himself at how not repulsive it felt. Instead, he tilted his head back as if craving more, allowing Lestel’s tongue to go deeper. Lestel didn’t hesitate, adjusting the angle of his face and pouring out deep, intense kisses. “Mmh… haah.” Sharhan’s chest rose and fell…
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- Sharhan was caught off guard by the sudden kiss and tried to push Lestel away, but Lestel only pressed his lips even harder. Wrapping his arms tightly around the struggling Sharhan, he pried open his mouth and forced his tongue inside. ‘You crazy bastard! I warned you not to kiss me!’ Sharhan had clenched his fist, ready to slam it into the back of Lestel’s head, but his strength slipped away. The way Lestel’s tongue tangled with his own, sucking as if desperate, somehow made him…
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- Sharhan, who knew from Lestel what Simon meant to him, nodded. “He’s unconscious, so we’ll either have to carry or support him. Lestel, you handle it. Derry, you help Abel. I’ll guard the front.” Sharhan quickly assigned roles with a firm, cold expression, then looked around at the other survivors. “We’ll be leaving now. You’re all on your own from here.” “W-wait, where are you going? Can’t we come with you?” A middle-aged man pleaded desperately. “Sorry, but we…
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- “Do you know me?” “Ah, you’ve returned… sir…” Tears suddenly streamed down the man’s face in overwhelming emotion, and then he fainted again. His grip on Derry’s wrist loosened. Derry rubbed the red mark on his wrist with his other hand and looked at Lestel. “Do you know him?” “Unfamiliar face. He was probably an employee of the guild.” It made sense, because Black Pearl had a branch in Verden. “I-is that food?” The middle-aged man asked, his loud gulp…
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- The question of why they were meeting an informant at a gambling hall was soon answered. “Oh ho, pretty ones really do flock together. A beautiful lady arriving with a handsome merchant, she must be…” Just as the man was eyeing Sharhan up and down and trying to make small talk, Lestel kicked his chair. The man, who nearly toppled over with the chair, only chuckled as if he found it amusing. He looked to be around thirty, wore rings on every finger, and had earrings, bracelets, and a necklace.…
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