The Youngest Hides a Lot - Chapter 254

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Chapter 254
“….”
“….”
“…What.”
The moment I pulled my face away, I saw Kalid’s expression—utterly stunned, as if he’d just witnessed the sun rising in the west.
His eyes were wide with disbelief.
‘…Oh.’
Why was he reacting like this?
‘This isn’t… what I meant?’
Kalid blinked and mumbled softly.
“I was just trying to say… that you have blood on your lips….”
He couldn’t even finish his sentence. The moment I saw his face flushed crimson all the way to his scalp, my heart plummeted.
What?
‘Now that I think about it… when the wind was howling earlier, something like glass shards did brush against my face….’
When I touched the corner of my mouth, I felt a distinct sting.
Oh no.
What did I just do?
The tender, aching emotion that had possessed me evaporated in an instant, replaced by cold, merciless reason.
The atmosphere had felt so right, so inevitable, that my body had moved without my consent.
But when you really thought about it, Kalid had just been headbutted on the lips by his childhood friend!
‘Oh god. He must be upset.’
Kalid stood frozen, his eyes unblinking, as if his very soul had been torn from him. Left alone, he looked like he’d either weather away or turn to stone.
“K-Kalid. I-I’m sorry. I made a huge mistake….”
This was a dark chapter in my history.
And I’d created it with my own two hands.
This won’t do. I need to erase this memory.
Wipe it all away completely.
I scrambled to my feet, but my foot caught on the clutter scattered around the room and I slipped.
“Aaah!”
Two hits in a row! I absolutely must erase this memory!
“Rubian!”
Kalid caught my body firmly.
Our bodies pressed together once more.
“I…. That is to say.”
“Hey, Kalid. Just step back for a moment, okay? I have a really important spell I need to cast. It’s crucial for preventing holes from tearing through my blanket.”
Kalid looked down at me intently.
“No.”
Then, as if he’d made a decision, he set his jaw firmly and lifted me up in one swift motion.
Before I could even process what was happening, the soft bedding touched my back.
Kalid laid me on the bed, moistened his lips, and met my gaze. From his body pressing against mine, I felt a simmering heat radiating intensely.
“…Rubian.”
“Huh? What?”
“Do you pity my past?”
‘What… what is this.’
I couldn’t hear his final words at all. His face, as if yearning for me, felt somehow unfamiliar, yet it made my heart race with an inexplicable flutter.
“So even if you did pity me, I don’t care.”
Kalid, seeing me rigid with tension, curled his lips upward and gently brushed his thumb across my lower lip. He drew his face close and whispered.
“I’ve really waited so long. I could have endured it forever if it was for you. But….”
His thick brows furrowed slightly as if in agony.
“You can’t torture me like this.”
“…No matter what, my kiss isn’t torture….”
“Rubian.”
At the sound of my name spoken so clearly, every hair on my body stood on end. Kalid cradled my cheeks gently in his hands.
“If you hate it, slap me.”
I tried to say something more, but it was impossible.
In an instant, his lips invaded mine, sending a dizzying chill from the crown of my head to my toes. Our breathing tangled together, saliva mingling. Something soft pressed relentlessly inward, completely overwhelming me.
He was like a beast starved for an eternity. As if this were both first and last, he clung to me persistently, tasting and consuming every part of me.
The warmth of his large hands cradling both my cheeks. The thundering heartbeat I felt beneath my palms against his chest.
Everything was far too stimulating.
Whenever I gasped for breath, Kalid would pull back momentarily and gaze at me.
“…Should we stop?”
When I met those eyes consumed by desire, I felt my mind might shatter.
“Just… just one more time….”
The moment I spoke, he twisted his jaw and kissed me again.
It was a kiss both rough and tender.
Through this shocking act I’d never experienced before, I learned that a person could be utterly exhausted by kissing alone.
And each time, Kalid would laugh softly and pour his mana into me. He seemed to have mastered the technique.
The sensation of mana flowing through the mucous membranes….
One could never understand it without experiencing it.
‘I’ve lost my mind.’
What am I doing right now?
This is truly….
A mad first kiss.
Ch.27
Meanwhile, Leviathan swiftly penetrated the Royal Palace after passing through the Royal Capital. Some of the knights who had gone ahead and Void ceaselessly carved a path forward.
Boom! Something exploded and flames erupted. It seemed battles were breaking out everywhere.
He had brought only a small contingent of knights, but they were all elite soldiers who had received sword training from either Leviathan or Ballock—each worth a hundred ordinary men.
“Commander, that tower!”
With a thunderous sound of something rising, the Adjutant who had rushed over spoke to Leviathan. Following the direction of his finger, I could see a black spire tower standing incongruously at the very back of the pristine Royal Palace.
‘Ah, it wasn’t originally black….’
I was surrounded by an unidentifiable black mist.
When I realized that what I’d mistaken for acrid smoke was actually corrupted mana so degraded that even a non-mage like myself could sense it, my disgust deepened. The density was suffocating, as if my breath had been cut off.
“According to the information obtained from the captured mages, the Mage King is conducting experiments in the laboratory of that tower….”
It was the moment the Adjutant muttered those words. Someone who had maintained composure beside me with an unwavering expression suddenly bolted forward.
“Rosetta!”
Leviathan cracked his reins sharply and pursued her.
The Mage King’s presence drew ever closer.
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After some time had passed like that.
I pushed Kalid away roughly.
“Stop, please!”
“….”
Kalid withdrew, rubbing his lips.
“You said just one more time.”
“That was ages ago! And you haven’t given me a chance to speak since then.”
At my exasperated tone, Kalid raised his eyebrows sharply. His glossy red lips were far too provocative.
I avoided looking at them as much as possible and slapped the arm he had braced firmly beside my ear.
“Now…. Move aside. Are you a puppy? Why do you keep licking me like….”
“Yes.”
He gazed at me with eyes still burning with heat and smiled.
“I’m your faithful hound.”
His Adam’s apple bobbed prominently as he rubbed my lips. Fearing he might pounce again, I quickly pushed myself up.
“This is…. This isn’t the time for this.”
That was true.
It wasn’t the time for this, and I had no right to say so as the one who initiated it…. But truthfully, there was still much left to do.
Despite the unexpected encounter with a god and the time spent witnessing Kalid’s past, which felt like an eternity, less than two hours had passed since we entered this place.
I retied my hair and asked.
“Where did your power go?”
“I don’t know. But first, the Mage King….”
At that moment, a tremendous boom echoed—KUUUUUNG! The stone walls vibrated with such force that the surroundings shook and dust fell from the ceiling.
“We should leave here first.”
“The Mage King’s presence is coming from the tower behind the Royal Palace.”
Would it be possible to use teleportation magic inside the Royal Palace right now?
‘If they’ve blocked teleportation circles themselves, then creating a completely different teleportation circle….’
That was when.
Wizeria, who had been silent all along, spoke.
I’ll teach you the magic circle.
‘You….’
As my eyes glowed red, a power devoid of all emotion answered me.
I am not the goddess you seek.
I swallowed back a sigh at those words.
‘…I already knew.’
The names were different from the start, after all.
The Goddess had truly perished.
‘I grasped it roughly after seeing the murals in the Southern Temple.’
The name Wizeria was, in other words….
the name of a sapling the Goddess had nurtured in the human world.
What would later be called the World Tree….
that ancient tree itself.
‘Perhaps this power originated from the World Tree.’
Of course, since the Goddess had created the World Tree, traces of her would inevitably linger in this power as well. The Dragon God must have mistaken that for something else.
“Rubian? What’s wrong?”
At that moment, Kalid peered at me carefully and asked. My eyes reflected in his pupils had already turned a deep crimson.
“It’s nothing. Let’s move quickly instead.”
Symbols and incantations flashed through my mind in an instant, and a completely different form of teleportation circle spread across the floor.
Kalid quickly grasped my hand and poured his mana into the circle.
Kuuuuuuung!
The mysterious roar grew even louder.
I hastily channeled my mana. A gentle breeze swept through the chamber as the circle blazed with azure light. The moment that familiar sensation of my body sinking away returned—
Fwooosh—!
we arrived at the tower where the Mage King resided.
And then.
“Rubian!”
I found myself face to face with Father, rushing toward me in a frenzy.
‘Hup.’
In that moment, for some reason, I startled like a caught thief and hastily released Kalid’s hand.
“Ah, Father. You….”
Father’s brow twitched slightly.
“I?”
“You’ve…come.”
“….”
Despite the urgency of the situation, somehow.
somehow it was difficult to meet Father’s gaze….

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