Chapter 66: Obvious Mistake (2)

“Paha…!”

Ilesha’s lips fell off just before Signa’s breath was about to stop.

It was an action far from consideration.

It was just that Ilesha herself was running out of breath because she was greedily yearning for the other person.

The saliva that had mixed with each other formed a long string between her lips and fell onto Signa’s chest.

Just like how Signa’s mind had been confused because of the stimulus that was hitting her whole body, it was the same for Ilesha in front of her.

Even without any magical side effects, Ilesha had obtained an even more intense pleasure than Signa.

It was close to complete ecstasy.

She had only felt such intense happiness with the simple act of pressing her lips together.

Enamored only by that fact, Ilesha didn’t even think about the part where she had just forcibly taken the lips of the person who was rejecting her.

Looking at her first love, who was stealing her lips with unfocused eyes, Ilesha’s whole body shivered.

In front of that lovely appearance, all the logic and common sense of this world were breaking down and scattering.

There was a faint thought that was coming through her paralyzed reason.

She didn’t scream, she didn’t curse me, she didn’t slap my cheek.

She’s just forcibly catching her breath.

She didn’t say she hated it. That was the most important thing.

It was a cowardly and convenient thought that gave her absolution, but she wasn’t even aware of that.

‘So… it’s okay, right? It’s okay, right?’

If she reached out, if she just reached out and moved the hand that was covering her lips again, and took those lips again…

If Ilesha really wanted to, she could taste that intense pleasure that paralyzed her entire brain just now dozens of times more in the future.

Paradise was right there within reach.

The law of diminishing returns was a funny thing.

She would never get tired of this, no matter how many times she repeated it.

While looking at the other person’s chest, which was glistening with saliva, Ilesha unknowingly bit her lower lip tightly.

It was a stimulation that was enough to drive her to the brink of madness.

She suddenly remembered the memories of making excuses and going to find Thermis during personal training time.

In order to steal a glance at the strand of her shirt that was sticking to her chest due to sweat, and to see her cheerfully sweeping back her equally wet hair.

But she had never revealed herself this much.

Because she had dropped the blanket she was holding, her beautiful chest was almost fully revealed in front of Ilesha’s two eyes.

Ilesha’s lower lip was bitten tightly, and her jaw trembled.

“Keuheut… Hngh… Aheueuh…”

An anguished moan mixed with sniffs and sighs leaked out between those lips.

What should she do with that? What on earth should I do with that?

How could she see such an appearance?

How could such a beautiful thing exist?

Ilesha approached Signa, who was still intermittently shaking her shoulders.

“Hic… Heup…”

She only had the hiccups, and she was defenseless.

Instead of focusing on Ilesha, her hazy pupils were just desperately trying to handle the hot and intense pleasure that dominated her entire body.

Ilesha brought her hand to her chest.

Now she couldn’t even tell whether it was her fingertips that were trembling, the other person’s body, or if this space and the entire world were trembling.

She had been able to obtain such pleasure with just a reunion kiss.

If so, how great would it be if she made that beautiful chest her own and fondled and played with it as she pleased…

…Even while she was imagining that, there was still no reaction.

That there was no reaction meant that there was also no refusal.

Even in this situation, just one word of ‘I hate it’ would have been enough to stop Ilesha’s actions.

If Thermis just said to her to stop while calling her name, she could stop this one-sided rampage in an instant.

Because Ilesha would gladly listen to even the request for her to die.

“Hic…”

But there was no sign of any refusal, so Ilesha just did as her instincts told her to.

Her remaining actions were done automatically without thinking.

Ilesha’s hand reached Thermis’s chest.

That hand slowly went down, slipped, and headed towards the summit that was present in all the hills of this world.

And with her other hand, with her other hand, of course, even further down…

“…Hic!”

Signa flinched greatly at her hand that was caressing her thighs.

At that moment, the light of reason came back into Ilesha’s mind.

Her right mind, which had been submerged under the sea of desire and impulse, barely raised its head again before crossing the final line.

‘What… am I doing.’

Pause.

Her fingertips, which had stopped, stared at Signa’s pupils.

And as soon as any emotion was put into them, Ilesha recognized it faster than anyone else.

Was it disgust? It wasn’t. Was it contempt? It wasn’t that either.

Slap.

While she was searching for what the identity of that emotion was, Thermis barely raised her hand and slapped her cheek.

And she forcibly pushed her away.

At that moment, Ilesha realized that the emotion that had been contained there was fear.

She had faced the ‘I hate it’ that she had never wanted to see, in the worst way.

The moment she realized that Thermis was looking at her with fearful eyes,

The excitement that seemed to have filled Ilesha’s entire world cooled coldly as if it was a lie.

And as that heat that had paralyzed her mind disappeared, a terribly chilling shiver ran up her back.

‘This… isn’t right. It shouldn’t be like this.’

What was she doing?

The appearance of the other person, who was naked, now began to be seen dispassionately.

The appearance of the other person, who was having a hard time even controlling her body, clearly didn’t seem normal.

The reason why she had been continuously defenseless without even giving a proper answer was now starting to be seen.

“Ah…”

Her idol, the only sun in this world, who wasn’t even afraid of dying alone, was looking at her with frightened eyes.

And that fact scared Ilesha more than Thermis was a little scared.

Her face distorted with shame that had filled her in an instant, and she backed away from Thermis, who was lying on the bed.

“Ah, no. This… this… I didn’t mean to…”

And she started making excuses while backing away.

Even that appearance was somewhat familiar to Thermis, but Ilesha had no way of knowing that.

It was strange.

The one who was naked was clearly the other person, and she was wearing riding clothes that were more expensive than anyone else, but as soon as she met those eyes, it was as if the situation had been reversed in an instant.

It was as if she was the one who was the most naked in this place.

“I, I made a mi, mistake…”

A mistake.

It was a terrible action that could never be explained with such an easygoing word.

Ilesha couldn’t even avoid the gaze that was looking at her.

Now those eyes contained disappointment and blame, not fear.

Were they…? No, that wasn’t the reality.

It was just an illusion created by the self-reproach that she deserved to receive such a gaze.

But what the other person was thinking and how they were looking at her didn’t matter at all at this point.

‘Explain. Ilesha.’

It was as if she was saying that with the voice she had had when she was the leader of the Knights.

What was she trying to do,

What dirty intentions were contained there.

How far did she want to go?

Thermis’s cold eyes seemed to be demanding such an explanation.

“Thermis-nim, I, I’m… I… I was just glad…”

Were you always looking at me like that?

Is this what you wanted to do?

“No… no. Please believe me.”

The guilt of having a forbidden love,

The guilt of having a one-sided love.

The guilt that she hadn’t been allowed and would not be allowed.

That guilt, which had been coiled blackly in her chest, raised its head again, and Ilesha’s expression twisted terribly at the pain of it tearing her heart apart.

She had felt like she was in eternal paradise just a little while ago.

It had been really a moment before she had fallen into this hellish valley of emotions.

Even in this situation, Ilesha couldn’t bring herself to turn her head and run away.

Because the Thermis in front of her hadn’t allowed her to do that yet.

The illusion that she was being grilled by her as the leader of the Knights dominated Ilesha.

Don’t stutter, don’t turn your head, make eye contact, and without lies.

“I, I did wrong…”

But in reality, Thermis didn’t say a word.

She was just looking sadly at Ilesha, who had fallen into a panic and was muttering to herself while answering a virtual voice.

That was because she knew that even forcibly pulling herself together and rejecting her would only hurt her more in the end.

The illusion that it would be forever usually ended faster than one thought.

Signa thought that even though things had come to this point, Ilesha was still a good person.

That was why, when she cooled down after the heat had subsided, she would reproach herself more harshly than anyone else for acting like this.

So before she crossed the line too much, Thermis, not Signa, had to stop Ilesha.

It was a reckless act that could end with a terrible result that made the word mistake pale in comparison, but

Signa was someone who could understand even that side of her.

And on the other hand.

If she received this heart, it was completely unknown what would happen and what she would have to clean up.

She didn’t know for sure, but the imperial palace wouldn’t tolerate the princess’s lust.

So it would end up being a secret love affair.

How long could she, in that state, maintain that secret?

Above all…

What about Yukomis?

Ironically, the person who came to mind first was her.

What would she say to her?

She had such a fragile mind that relied on her so much.

But what if she declared that she had decided to receive Ilesha’s heart?

Who should she prioritize, who should she think about first, how should she speak, and what actions should she take first?

Signa was at a loss in a situation where there was not even one clue that she could use as a basis for her actions.

When she forcibly looked towards the side of the bed, there was only the holy sword, which was of no help in times like this, lying there as if mocking her.

It was still hard to breathe comfortably because of her overly sensitive senses.

But Signa thought that she shouldn’t be in this place anymore.

At least not in this state.

It was the worst body condition and the worst situation to have these important thoughts.

Signa forcibly picked up the girl’s dress that Ilesha had washed well and roughly covered her body with it.

“Haa… Haa… I, Ilesha-nim, I’m sorry. I, well, I can’t right now…”

Leaving behind Ilesha, who had stiffened and couldn’t say anything anymore,

Slowly, very slowly, Signa left that room.