Chapter 87
“I, Hexion, have never once broken my oath to be the Divine Master’s hands and feet, eyes and ears. So if you wish, right now even.”
“No, wait! Hold on!”
We hadn’t even left the Demon Race’s residence yet, but it seemed like censored activities were about to follow outdoors. I panicked and covered Hexion’s mouth.
‘With an affection of 17, who does he think he’s fooling?’
I remember when my statement first broke through the system’s censorship and reached Hexion.
At that time, Hexion treated me like a hormonal teenage slave.
He seems to think that I couldn’t control my tremendous s****l desire, and since I couldn’t satisfy my urges in the temple full of ascetic knights and priests, I ran to Marvis.
It’s not wrong, but it’s not right either.
“I’m not someone crazy with desire like that.”
Of course, I won’t deny my past when a friend would say, “Hey, you should definitely see this…” and hand me a link to an adult book, I would make the purchase first without asking questions. But that doesn’t mean I’m someone who throws my body around carelessly.
It’s in the realm of instinct to feel aroused when seeing an attractive man, but rushing in recklessly would just make me a pervert obsessed with lust.
“I don’t want to sleep with just any man.”
“Weren’t you showing favor to me?”
“Favor… sounds a bit strange, but yes, I do like you.”
It’s true that I made advances because Hexion was so… not lewd, but attractive, and I wanted to get closer.
But that’s not all. Unlike the game beyond the screen, here I can feel everything just like in reality, so I know how miserable a relationship without feelings can be.
“Hexion, you dislike me, don’t you?”
“Divine Master?”
Perhaps because painful memories surfaced, my words came out sharper than intended. I was aware that I shouldn’t be like this to Hexion, who hadn’t done anything to me yet, but I couldn’t help my defensive attitude.
He seemed taken aback by my words, but noticing my expression and realizing it wasn’t a joke, he composed himself and spoke in a softer voice.
“Divine Master. I don’t understand why you would think that. It’s quite the opposite.”
“…The opposite?”
“I have always wanted to be your foremost guardian knight.”
Foremost guardian knight. Isn’t he already?
I know that Hexion is loyal to me, or rather, to the Divine Master. He said he would gladly serve me at night if I wanted.
But system messages saying Hexion dislikes me have appeared several times. He wants to reach the most honorable position as a guardian knight, but he doesn’t love me. So he probably didn’t want to have s*x with me.
“That’s just loyalty. You don’t need to force yourself to do something you don’t want to, like having s*x with me.”
“Divine Master. It’s not forced. I want to be the most necessary existence for you.”
“So when you say necessary, you mean…”
“The form doesn’t matter.”
Unlike someone who would cut off my words, Hexion continued in a respectful tone.
“If you want a protector, I will be a protector; if you want an attendant, I will be an attendant. If you demand service, I will gladly provide it. Whatever command you give, as long as it’s something you rely on me for.”
“….”
“I want you to feel comfortable because of me, to be happy and joyful because of me. I want to make it so you need nothing besides me.”
The last part sounds a bit strange, but it’s probably just excessive loyalty?
I checked Hexion’s status window. Nowhere did it say he disliked me.
‘The first [dislikes] appeared right after s*x, and the second [dislikes] appeared after I fled to Kaint’s castle and he followed me.’
This time I ran to Marvis, but as soon as Hexion came to rescue me, I followed him. So perhaps nothing has happened yet to make him dislike me.
Then will he come to dislike me when his bomb is about to explode?
“I hope Hexion won’t dislike me.”
“Divine Master. That will never happen.”
I’ve experienced it twice, but Hexion, not having experienced those times, didn’t hesitate to assert it.
“You disliked it when I said, um, strange things to you.”
“I never disliked it. If you favor me in any form, it’s a welcome thing.”
“But you said you wished I would be patient.”
“Because what is easily gained is easily discarded. I judged that Divine Master should favor me more so that I wouldn’t be abandoned.”
“What? Why would I abandon Hexion!”
“Because I don’t want to be left alone in the darkness anymore.”
As Hexion walked to the boundary and took out a pass, the space that had been hanging like a barrier writhed open, revealing the scenery of the Holy City.
‘So this is how he came too.’
Since he had traveled officially through proper channels rather than being forced open by a gate, Marvis probably didn’t notice.
“Hexion. That pass, I sent it to you.”
“I know.”
“You knew?”
“You must have sensed that you wouldn’t be able to resist that Demon Race’s temptation and would return to him. Didn’t you send it to me in advance so I could rescue you when that time came?”
No, that’s not it. You’ve got it completely wrong.
I sent it because I was worried you might be wandering around in the wrong place!
As I was about to correct Hexion’s misunderstanding, he leaned his face closer and narrowed his eyes.
“I think it was a wise judgment, Divine Master.”
“….”
Upon receiving Hexion’s sacred smile, everything I was about to say completely vanished. The purple irises reflected my foolish appearance as I opened and closed my mouth without being able to say anything.
“Um, Hexion, that…”
“Thank you for trusting me.”
He sealed it with words of gratitude.
[Hexion’s current affection: 21]
It was my defeat. How could I tell him here that his judgment was a misunderstanding and that I actually had no intention of leaving Niflheim!
“Divine Master. Would you commend me for my service?”
“Th… um, yes.”
I hesitated, then raised my hand to gently stroke Hexion’s head.
“Thank you for, no, thanks for rescuing me.”
“I am your foremost guardian knight, am I not?”
“Of course!”
When I answered with clenched fists, Hexion’s eyes sparkled.
[Hexion’s current affection: 55]
He had recovered his initial affection in one go. But what was different from before was that his eyes were full of affection when looking at me.
As I traced his lips with my fingertips, his smooth lips parted and a moist tongue licked my fingertips. When I slowly pushed them in, Hexion respectfully sucked on my fingers while maintaining eye contact.
Hexion no longer put up walls against me. As if to prove that his promise to fulfill whatever I desired was no empty words, even when I pressed down on his tongue with my finger, he showed no sign of displeasure and gazed at me with gentle eyes.
‘He does… like me, right?’
Should I interpret it as not forcibly offering his body out of loyalty, but rather coming to offer his body as a result of his loyalty?
‘Anyway, he’s not doing it unwillingly, right? Come to think of it, we went all the way in the first cycle, didn’t we? Honestly, it was amazing, wasn’t it? If he had no desire at all, he couldn’t have done that, right? Because he wouldn’t be able to get it up?’
The question mark murderer rampaged in my head after a long time. After much deliberation, I came to one conclusion.
‘Just as there are various forms of love, there are various forms of loyalty, so anyway, there’s no problem.’
If he’s not forcing himself to do something he dislikes, then even if the catalyst is a bit unusual, it shouldn’t be a problem. There are all kinds of people in the world, so what’s wrong with having a guardian knight who pledges loyalty to me, being a bit unusual? It should be fine since the master isn’t an ordinary person to begin with.
‘Good. Now ,when we return, I can comfortably eat… no, share a bed with him.’
There were only four days left until Hexion’s bomb would explode. If I complete the progress with him before then, the bomb would disappear.
‘Hesitation only delays progress!’
Having realized the truth that one must row when the tide comes in, I made up my mind and leaned against Hexion. The sadness from seeing Kaint and the anxiety that Hexion might dislike me again had somehow completely disappeared.
Hexion carried me into the temple. As we walked through the lined-up Holy Knights, I could see priests standing at the end.
“Oh, Divine Master!”
High Priest Largo called out to me with exaggeration as he approached.
“You have returned safely. Thank goodness. Falling for the filthy Demon Race’s tricks, how many have suffered…”
The one who suffered was Hexion, falsely accused and imprisoned, while I returned after filming a pleasure survival show, but listening to him, you’d think the priests and Holy Knights had been tortured because of my actions.
I snorted and turned my head.
Behind the priests, I saw Priest Baal trying to blend in with his head lowered.
“Priest Baal.”
“Yes, Divine Master. What is it?”
Though visibly startled when I called him, Priest Baal quickly composed himself and answered brazenly.
“Don’t you have something to say to me, no, to Hexion?”
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