It's Not Night - Chapter 120
Leaving the laughing Count Durs behind, Viola looked puzzled. If this is the case, even if they try to communicate with Count Norrant from this side, the message they wanted to send might not reach that place smoothly.
“Oh no…”
“What’s the matter?”
“Actually, we were attacked by monsters on the way, and got separated with the prince and the other party. That’s why I arrived here with only Sir Airak.”
Count Durs frowned at Viola’s serious words. Looking back, that was something she hadn’t even thought of.
The princess would not have visited the rugged terrains of Morgennis with only one knight as her escort. It was probably for that reason that the soldiers doubted her identity together with Lord Airak and imprisoned them.
But why did she come to think that it was only natural for the two of them to come here? Besides, monsters? It felt like she was being hit by something.
Seeing the count’s expression harden in an instant, Viola realized that something was strange.
“Looks like there’s something bothering you.”
“Did you say monsters?”
Count Durs straightened up and asked with a serious face. Viola just nodded her head.
“Yes, there are monsters roaming around here in the Morgennis area. Centered on your estate and the Norrant’s estate. Didn’t you know?”
“Yes, that’s something I haven’t heard. How is this—”
The Count was about to speak, but suddenly, the ground rumbled and shook. Everyone in the parlor looked at each other, trying to figure out what was going on. Eventually, a knight opened the parlor door and rushed in, reporting.
“Count, It’s an ambush!”
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The man stared blankly at the sleeping woman, then let out a laughter full of energy as he swept a hand over his face. Nera, such a cruel and terrifying god to the very end. He didn’t expect her to do this. No, he never expected to face a situation like this.
How would he have predicted this? To think that a woman who looked just like his god would appear. No, maybe she truly was his god. Because this woman had traces of his god.
The man reached out his trembling hand cautiously and swept the woman’s disheveled hair. The flowing golden hair was very soft.
This time, he caressed the woman’s cheek very slowly. The skin was soft and warm. Her breathing gradually slows down.
The man stared down at the sleeping woman’s face. It wasn’t the cold, pale face in his last memories. The woman right in front of him was alive. Her pulse, breathing and heart were all normal. The man hurriedly withdrew his hand from the woman, feeling as if he would not be able to control himself.
‘It’s the same as the day we first met. My god is right in front of me.’
He felt like he was about to burst into tears. The man couldn’t believe it. Not even in his dreams did he think that he would ever see her again, that he would see her again this way.
Would she recognize him? If this woman was really his god, she would be able to know who he was. She couldn’t have forgotten him. That would be absurd.
The man was about to put his hand on the woman’s face once more. The woman suddenly opened her eyes. The man hesitated. What should he say? However, to put his worries to shame, at that moment the woman first hugged him.
Dizzy head, terrible pain, suffocating smoke, hot wrists… More than anything, the feeling of her heart tightening was hard for Andra. She wants to get away. She hates this. Stop, stop.
She pushed her way forward and grabbed her chest. When she managed to come to her senses, all around her was a sea of fire. It looked as if she would be cooked in no time in the scorching heat. She couldn’t even see the exit, and she was getting out of breath.
Just as she was about to collapse and lose her mind, someone called her. Andra! Wake up! It was a familiar voice. The moment she heard that voice, her heart that had been anxious was quickly relieved. In addition, the voice gave her the courage that she could get out of this place.
So, as she turned her head to identify the owner of the voice, Andra suddenly awoke from her slumber.
“…….”
In a dark room with not a single source of light, she couldn’t see the details of the face in front of her. But it was a vaguely familiar figure. At that moment, the man cautiously reached out his hand toward her face. Dustin? Andra unknowingly reached out her arms and hugged him tightly. She could feel his tight embrace. She also thought that they would be able to meet again.
Andra dug into his arms and opened her mouth.
“I had a very strange and difficult dream… then you called me.”
“…….”
“At that moment I felt relieved. Thank you so much.”
She really meant it. The moment she heard his voice, she felt strangely relieved. Andra was grateful to Dustin for pulling her out of her nightmare. She didn’t know it at the time, but she seemed to be relying a lot on Dustin.
“Anyway, what happened? I remember being with the prince before he collapsed… Then you found me, ah!”
Andra was taken aback by the sudden hug. Above all, the force was tremendous. Andra screamed in fright at the strength that seemed to crush her body. Are you planning to kill me? It hurts! Thanks to that, the strength was loosened a lot, but the other person still held Andra tightly and refused to let go.
It was a bit overwhelming, but she was grateful to Dustin and was glad to see him, so Andra decided to let Dustin for a while.
‘I’m sorry…’
How much did he worry about her since they parted like she threw him away? Wasn’t it Dustin who was angry and told her not to go because it could be a trap? Thinking that he was doing this out of joy and relief made her feel a little more generous.
So Andra reached out her hand as well and gave the man a light pat on the back. Really, she couldn’t get rid of the feeling that she was raising a big puppy every time like this.
“Sorry. I shouldn’t have gone like that. But I couldn’t help it because I was in a hurry.”
“…I missed you.”
“Right, you missed— What?”
Andra stood up. What did you just say? Andra asked again, trying to get rid of the man that was stuck to her. But her man still clung to her and said something Andra would never understand.
“I really missed you. During that long time…”
“W-What are you talking about? Dustin Airak… What the… Ah! Mmh-uhp!”
The other person abruptly tilted Andra’s head back and merged their lips. He forcefully opened her lips, squeezed into them. Andra struggled against his tongue that was wildly coveting her. She could not understand Dustin’s behavior. Why was he being like this? Did he eat something wrong?
The kiss was almost forceful, wIthout an inch of consideration for Andra’s intention.
“Ah, stop, uh, mmh!”
His tongue ensnared hers and took her breath away. Andra was distracted by the tongue whipping in her mouth at random. Did Dustin really go crazy? Now, he doesn’t care about the other person’s reaction at all and pushes herself as he pleases, as if he’s gone back to the past.
Andra gasped for breath and hit him on the chest.
“W-Wai— Just— Hnnh, ah!”
The man bit Andra’s tongue as she struggled violently. Startled, Andra’s movements dulled in an instant. The tip of her tongue had a tingling pain and smelled like blood.
All the while, what made her think something was wrong was that the man was licking her tongue with his tongue as if he wouldn’t leave a single drop of her blood behind.
Only then did Andra realize that the man in front of her was not Dustin.
‘What the hell is this…’
When Andra’s thrashing stopped and her tongue stopped bleeding, the man took his lips off of her. Taking advantage of that opportunity, Andra quickly lit up the room with magic.
And she was shocked. It was because the man in front of her, whom she thought was not Dustin, looked very much like Dustin.
For that reason, she even checked the red pattern on the man’s wrist. Fortunately, his wrist was empty, proving that he was not Dustin Airak.
And then Andra stared into the man’s red eyes with a face of disbelief at the one fact that passed through her mind.
“Dean? No, that’s nonsense…”
If her memory is not wrong, this man who looked like Dustin was the Dean she had seen in Arnat’s memories. But why was Dean here? No, what about Jonathan? And what about Dustin? Even though she looked around, there was no one else in the room. What the hell is going on here?
“The Prince, where is he? Dustin too…”
Then a large, cold hand burst into her clothes. Andra’s body stiffened. His hand swept across Andra’s flat belly, then grabbed one side of her chest at once. Andra twisted her body in pain.
“The prince and Dustin?”
“Ah, it hurts… ah!”
“Who are those bastards?”
The red eyes glinted dangerously. Andra became afraid of Dean because of that. All she could think was that she had to get away from this man. Otherwise, she had a hunch that things would be wrong in the future.
Andra tried to talk to Dean, keeping her composure as best she could.
“I think… something is wrong… First of all, I’m not the person you know. You’ve misunderstood.”
Dean’s eyes sharpened at the word ‘misunderstood’.
“Did you just say I misunderstood?”
“Ahht! I-It hurts!”
Dean pinched her nipple. Tears ran down the corners of Andra’s eyes at the pain. Only then did Dean loosen his grip and begin to gently calm Andra.
“I was wrong. I was too sensitive. However, my God, do not provoke me. I’ve been waiting for you for a long time. Why are you pretending that you don’t know me all of a sudden?”
“I’m not pretending I don’t know you, it’s true. I don’t really know you. Dean, you are mistaken…”
“You must be very angry. I think I know why you are angry at me. It’s all my fault. But that’s okay. All we have now is time.”
“I’m not angry really, mmph!”
Again Dean hit his lips on Andra’s. At the wild, violent kiss, Andra’s breath was stolen from her. This isn’t right. Something’s wrong. Andra tried to push Dean even more vigorously than before. Dean quickly parted his lips in the fierce resistance.
“Please listen! I’m really not the person, you know… Uht!”
Suddenly, Dean pushed Andra over. He seemed to care no matter what Andra said now. He seemed to think that she was just being angry and pretending not to know him. Because of this, Andra was going crazy.