If the power of the awakened one emanates from the heart, then the power of the guide radiates from the belly.
My whole body trembled with a strange feeling of energy being absorbed.
The auras that heat the interior and then freeze it were fluctuating, making my breath hot.
The man who did not know my condition was whispering while gently caressing my cheek:
“Or is it my dream?...
Why can’t I see you?
What have you done to me?”
Although his relaxed eyes, as if under the influence of sleep, confirmed that he was still safe, his fingers that held my neck as if to prevent me from leaving gently pulled me closer.
I trembled for a moment, wondering if he had regained consciousness, but his hand, as if to say “Don't,” gently passed and pulled me close.
"Yes."
Then the man's soft lips descended directly.
Not only my energy was sucked out, but my lips as well.
With intense, unbearable heat, my guidance energy began to be inexorably absorbed.
The muscles in his arm, which squeezed my waist tightly as if they didn't want to give me any room to retreat, were rock solid.
I shook violently and tightened my strength throughout my body.
This was different from that night at the party when he lunged at me under the influence of the drug.
There was a plea in his breath, and in his strength, which greedily absorbed my strength, his pain was evident.
Even though it was an annoying and frightening target, Caseys seemed very fragile at this moment.
‘This is a chronic disease among guides.
I know.
I know that.’
In Korea, the first lesson at the center was not to react to force.
Awakened people will do anything to look good for their companion, the Guide.
When you see an awakened person treating you kindly, and with the addition of guidance, the guides are inevitably shaken.
They are deceived by the sight of powerful supernaturals, who destroy and suppress everything, and they melt before their guidance like cats meeting a cattail.
'Ah, this person can't live without me.'
'I was told to be careful of this more than anything.'
He quickly noticed that I was lost in other thoughts.
At the same time, the guiding energy once again filtered through our touching breaths.
His hand pressing on my waist was so hot that it became frightening.
I felt like my face became flushed red or very hot.
'Is this really good?'
I checked the system window, which was flashing red, and noticed that the level of risk of loss of control was gradually decreasing.
76%
68%
57%.
The speed of calming down with this level of contact was amazing.
So, I felt a tightening in my chest.
Even without checking the compatibility rate, I was sure that the compatibility between me and the Emperor was not normal because of this speed.
When I peeked open my eyes, I saw the number where the decline had stopped.
32%.
This seems to be the maximum I can lower at this level.
Anyway, that was enough.
“Your Majesty, that's enough for now.”
But the man with the drooping eyes wouldn't let go of me.
His exceedingly handsome face, which I could not bear to look at for long, clung to me as if entreating me.
I, who knew the impudent Emperor well by day, felt a chill for a moment...
But now, without having to play Duchess Ariel, I felt it was cruel to push someone who was in pain and desperately clinging to me.
'What do I do?
Can I guide him a little more?'
Even if the numbers do not decrease, it will have a stabilizing effect on his power.
While I was thinking for a moment, the Emperor, who was blinking with unusually obedient eyes, placed his forehead on mine.
Then he rubbed it gently and let out an amused sigh.
I was frozen like ice in front of this soft feline behavior.
Oh my God, is this guy being spontaneous?
But why does he look handsome too?
My rapid heartbeat was a betrayal of my main heroine.
I gritted my teeth and consciously cut off the energy that was being sucked out of me.
It was very hard work, but it was not impossible.
The Emperor's blue eyes, which were almost absent, slowly rose to me.
Our eyes met.
“…why?”
While I was holding my breath like a prey stuck in a spider's web without saying a word, the Emperor opened his mouth:
“Give me more.”
No, not like that.
Does he think that Irshadi is given candy upon request?
“That's enough for today.
I'll be back… huh, I'll be back later.”
“Later.”
“Yes, I will come back.
But you won't remember this conversation, will you?”
I breathed a sigh of relief.
How will I deal with this now?
It seems I've completed the emergency task well enough, but I don't know when this fake identity will end.
I frowned from the pain in my head, but my hand was caught again, and this time I fell into the Emperor's broad, solid embrace.
“Huh?”
“You...”
“Your Majesty?
Have you regained consciousness now...
No, right?”
O regime!
What's going on!
Maybe I was imagining, but his blue eyes seemed to gradually return to focus.
I quickly raised my body, my eyes wide in surprise, but my waist was grabbed.
The Emperor, who held my wrist with the other hand, spoke imploringly:
“Don't go.”
"Yes?"
“Don't go.”
When I grabbed my wrist, the energy I had cut started to be absorbed again.
But this time was different.
This was clearly…
'He attracts her on purpose.'
If it wasn't me, but an ordinary guide in this world, I would have lost consciousness in the moment of power absorption like this, with my vision blackening.
My face turned pale quickly.
This man was trying to catch me even in his subconscious.
I got goosebumps from this obsession.
I couldn't even guess how he would react if he knew I was Duchess Ariel.
At that very moment, the system window rang:
[Congratulations.
You have completed the emergency mission: calm the threat of losing the Emperor's control.
The temporary ID will expire.
The risk of the soul fading decreases.]
huh?
Looks like I just saw something strange.
When I blinked and tried to reread, a red warning window flashed:
[The temporary ID event will end soon.
Emperor Caesis is about to regain consciousness.
risk!
Emergency treatment is required.
Return to [Home].]
huh?
With the warning, everything before my eyes turned white.
The force of the person pressing my waist disappeared, and when I regained consciousness, I was alone in my room.
My eyes fell directly onto the fat cat, who was lying in a seductive position, raising one leg while grooming herf.
"You're back, Meow?
Tch, ch, you pervert.
Your face is about to explode, Meow."
“You said it was safe!”
“I don't know what you're talking about, Meow.”
“You said it was safe!”
“Aren't you still alive, Miu?”
“That's not what it means, you pig!”
Cold sweat was pouring out.
I grabbed the pillow in my lap and cried silently.
I wasn't wrong just now.
If I had been a second late, it would have been dangerous.
The Emperor's eyes were about to regain focus.
What?
System next to me?
Is there no risk of the Emperor discovering me?
“My life is at stake here!”
But the most frustrating is:
“I have to do this again.”
From now on, whenever the Emperor is in danger, I will be summoned.
A headache that almost shatters the head, fluctuating strength, pain in the blood vess as if they will explode.
He was supposed to have a familiar night and wake up in the morning full of exhaustion.
But Cayces, with a surprised frown, repeatedly clenched and unclenched his fist.
His half-closed eyelids trembled, and the blue pieces of ice began to quietly regain consciousness.
Then…
“Huh?”
I burst out into empty laughter.
It was the force that had tortured him since his birth.
He couldn't have missed a situation so different from usual.
'Like that time.'
The night he almost lost control at the party.
The trace of the guide who approached like a stealing cat, calmed him down gently, then left.
Casey's face suddenly distorted.
With anger, the ice crystals rose into the air and then disappeared.
Why?
Why again!
His feeling of anger because what was in his control had escaped spread even into his subconscious.
Unconsciously, he wet his lips with his tongue and muttered as if he was chewing:
“Why did you run away?”
No, that's not important.
His blue eyes narrowed.
“How did you get close to me?”
The strange points were not few.