Chapter 97
But it was not a sensation that could be forgotten easily.
The moment he was buried in her tender, narrow inner walls, pleasure that felt as if the world had flipped over struck his entire body.
He became so drenched in her that the years he had spent without doing deep contact purification remained as regret.
From the moment he tasted pleasure, purification had already been pushed aside.
He greedily kneaded the skin that touched his hands and sucked on her skin, which was strangely sweet.
Gerard admitted it.
That he had ravaged her like a beast.
At the end of climax, the moment he poured himself deep inside Louize’s body, fulfillment and relief unlike anything else surrounded him.
This was a sensation qualitatively different from s****l excitement.
Something more filthy, and more insidious.
Even though his reason had returned through the sticky deep contact purification, Gerard did not easily let her go. No, he could not let her go.
“Was I the only one who liked it.”
But for that to be true…
“Hnngh, ah… It feels good, so good, ah! Hngh, more, move more. Gerard, more.”
Though she had struggled, had Louize not also called for him in the end, veins standing out on her reddened neck?
“……”
He really could not understand what went on in her head.
Gerard, who had never had to read anyone’s mood in his life, was nearly driven to nervous exhaustion because of the fourth-rank Purifier who had suddenly appeared in his life.
If someone said they hated him, he could simply not see them.
From Gerard’s position, there was nothing disappointing about the relationship at all.
And yet it was strangely difficult to cut off his interest.
‘Why is she so thin. Does Hartheon Temple discriminate by rank even when it comes to meals? I’ll have to look into it separately.’
‘Now that I look closely, it seems like she only shows her temper to me.’
‘I’m right here, so where exactly are you looking. Look me in the eye a little. This is driving me mad.’
He realized that he was putting more effort into Louize than necessary. But it was already too late to pull his foot out. Thick mud had risen above his waist, and ordinary struggling would not be enough.
And the most important thing was his heart.
Gerard had no desire to grow distant from Louize.
If he truly had not received a contraceptive procedure and Louize had conceived a child, he was willing to take responsibility.
A luxurious and splendid wedding was not to his taste, but if Louize wanted it, he would gladly hold a grand ceremony.
Of course, taking her as his lawful wife would require consideration of many things. Marcella would not leave her alone.
But, leaving aside everything else, having his face scratched by her nails every night did not seem bad either.
“Rather, it’s quite…”
Tap, tap. Gerard’s long fingers struck the office desk.
“Should I go see her.”
Gerard murmured with his head tilted back. Beneath his long eyelashes, his languid eyes stared at the ceiling.
Even if he went to see her now, it was obvious he would only be ordered to leave.
“……”
Gerard endured the surging impulse, then slammed the desk with a bang!
“How irritating.”
In the end, Gerard could not go to Louize.
As soon as news of his return spread, people began looking for Gerard from all over.
He greeted the priests who had hurried up from Celovia, and he spent quite a long time receiving treatment for the wound on his abdomen and an examination of his rampage rate.
While the priests were surprised by his energy, which was more stable than ever, Gerard still could not shake off an inexplicable impatience.
* * *
Three days passed.
In the meantime, Gerard’s face had become much rougher. It was not as if his beauty had gone anywhere, but because of his ferocious air, no one dared attach the word beautiful to him.
‘He seems as sensitive as he was right before a rampage. Why on earth is he acting like that.’
Alvar felt like crying.
Every commute to work was like walking on thin ice.
Yesterday, he had even beaten the faces of the Awakened who had been snickering during training into a colorful mess.
It was wrong of them not to focus on training, but was it something to act that frighteningly over?
Thanks to that, the concentration of those Awakened did improve, though.
When afternoon came, a gift was delivered to the temple.
The recipient was Lord Gerard Castion.
Alvar, who checked the sender of the gift first, truly brightened.
‘With this, I might be able to soften the Commander’s sharp mood!’
He immediately headed to the office.
“Miss Odriann has sent you a gift.”
