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It was a dream. Normally, it would have ended here. However, strangely, Valletta’s vision was also changed along with Reinhardt.
The place Reinhardt arrived at was familiar.
‘The Sky Room?’
She was reminded of it from time to time, but never like this. Valletta just held her breath at the choking sight.
‘Was this room this big?’
Reinhardt was looking down with a weary expression on his face with his hand on the glass of the top floor of the Sky room. There was nothing in his dry eyes.
Valletta stood there and blinked dazedly at the memories that were unfolding like a movie in front of her. She read the book, but she didn’t know why it always came to her mind like this.
‘When can I get out of here?’
It was extremely uncomfortable. It was hard to breathe even though she knew the other person couldn’t see her
This was how Reinhardt became alone. Valletta could intuit that this was the end of Reinhardt in the novel.
The whole story came to mind. After this, the story will unfold only from Therion’s point of view. Therion killed the emperor, the world returned to peace, and the boy became an adult and married his beloved woman.
‘……but I didn’t realize he had been sealed for ten years.’
That was why whenTherion’s story unfolded, Reinhardt was never mentioned. There were so many circumstances that made her wonder why she had forgotten about him.
Valletta walked slowly by Reinhardt’s side. She wanted to catch his eyes to see what kind of scenery he was looking at. Following him, she placed her palm on the same glass and looked out of it.
Reinhardt, of course, has a genius ability, but compared to an old wizard who has accumulated years and years of experience, maybe he was full of false points.
He also acted like a child.
He craved affection like a child. He wanted twisted affection from her, who was always afraid of him, always pushing him away.
“So, how long are you going to hide in silence, intruder?”
Valletta’s shoulders shook as she turned her head to the side. She didn’t think he was talking to herself.
But it seemed like he was talking to her. Precisely he was staring at her with his head tilted. Valletta gulped at the eyes that had somehow returned to red instead of silver.
“Wanderer, is it?”
He stared at Valletta and then murmured in a low voice.
“It’s a phenomenon that sometimes arises from sensitive people, where the body is actually elsewhere, but only the spirit moves.”
Reinhardt silently replied to Valletta’s dumbfounded question. The cold voice and a cold stare strangely made her back shiver.
Reinhardt slowly reached out his hand. He wrapped it lightly around Valletta’s neck with his long, white fingers. It didn’t feel threatening. So she silently allowed his fingers to touch her neck. It was true that the grown-up Reinhardt looked a little more mature, a little more cold, a little less merciful.
“That doesn’t mean you can’t break into my house. And it’s in the Sky room….Is there a purpose?”
Reinhardt slowly scanned Valletta from top to bottom, putting more and more pressure on the hand that held her neck. Nonetheless, she didn’t feel scared. She acted like they were old friends. Even now, when he grabbed her by the neck, she just stood there dumbfounded and didn’t even try to run away. What did she believe in?
“It hurts ……!”
Reinhardt’s lips lifted up at the sound of a scream after he put a little more pressure on her neck.
Valletta grunted through clenched teeth. The look in Reinhardt’s eyes as he tightened her neck was not the least bit inspiring.
Tingles, goosebumps on her spine.
Reinhardt asked hatefully. She could feel the laughter in his curled lips. Valletta’s shoulders shook finely as she raised her hand and grabbed Reinhardt’s wrist.
Reinhardt’s eyes opened wide. He quickly loosened his hand, shaking off the force he had been giving it. Valletta, who was strangled, collapsed on the floor with her face turned red.
“You know my name?”
She breathed heavily as she grabbed her neck with her shaking hands. Fear stopped all movement. It didn’t even occur to her to call to use alchemy. She just thought that dying was the only answer.
“Are you all right?”
Reinhardt asked as he crouched lightly, eye level with her. This Reinhardt or that Reinhardt was the same, they both hurt then soothe. Valletta just coughed with her head down on the ground and her shoulders shook.
Reinhardt grabbed her hand and wrapped his arm around her shoulders, then lifted her up, holding Valletta lightly with one arm. Valletta grabbed his shoulders and frantically dug into his arms. It was as if she knew that it was the only thing she could rely on.
She couldn’t stop shaking with fear of death. She knew that the one who held her in his arms was being cunning and shady…..
Reinhardt curiously tilted his head, but gently placed Valletta on the bed. His warmth finally stopped her from shivering. Valletta belatedly touched her forehead, recalling what she did.
Did she really need to rely on this child who gave her a disease and medicine? It certainly would have been better if she had left it alone for a while. Reinhardt, who’d been looking at Valletta with her head down, knelt on one knee.
Lowering his body, Reinhardt made eye contact with Valletta.
“What are you doing?”
“It’s been a long time since I’ve seen you, I’m trying to remember.”
“What are you saying…..?”
Valletta mumbled, her forehead narrowed.
Reinhardt, who was staring at her, tilted his head at an angle, holding her waist with his other arm. Then he kissed her lips.
Then he went straight down and up, kissing Baretta’s nodding lips.
Valletta’s eyes opened wide. Reinhardt slowly got up and held the back of her head. His soft tongue pushed in, cutting through Valletta’s lips, which opened in surprise.
He bit her lips slightly, trying not to hurt it, he tangled her tongue.
Valletta retreated gently, supporting herself with her arms and blinked. Reinhardt’s face came closer. His red eyes bent gently, expressing satisfaction.
Saliva mingled as his tongue swept the inside of her mouth.
with his tongue as it poked out and scraped off the mucous membrane in his mouth. It was an unfamiliar sensation that made her tingle and goosebumps appeared on her back.
The tongue devouring the inside of her mouth was very greedy. Valletta eventually squeezed her trembling eyes shut at the sensation of the flesh in her mouth.
She reached out and grabbed onto Reinhardt’s shoulders just as he pinned her down on the bed with his knee between her thighs, holding her body firmly in place.
Valletta gasped for breath due to insufficient air, and did her best to breathe through the gap that Reinnhardt gave up each time. His tongue was inside her mouth again. Her mouth was filled to the brim, and her eyes with his presence.
Reinhardt successfully blocked Valletta’s lips from moving through the gap that finally opened.
Laughing with his eyes, Reinhardt’s hand loosely inserted itself through the gap in her clothing. The warmth she felt on her low temperature skin only made Valletta’s shoulders shake.
She opened her eyes to look at Reinhardt, then opened her mouth and bit down on his tongue. Reinhardt’s shoulders flinched for a moment, but then the corners of his eyes curved up.
Reinhardt pulled back slowly as he lightly sucked and licked the running saliva, his eyes narrowed. He gently raised her body and sat her down again. Valletta, who was bowing her head blankly, swallowed a vain smile.
“You are crazy……”
“I asked who you were, but you wouldn’t answer, so I just took the liberty of looking it up. Were you mine from a different world?”
“Who is yours?”
Valletta gasped and counter-asked. Her lower lip was burning from how much he had chewed and sucked up. Reinhardt sat on the floor and looked up at Valletta, who sat on the edge of the bed.
Valletta gasped at the sound of Reinhardt’s strange voice and clamped her mouth shut.
“I have goosebumps, so don’t call me that.”
“So, Master… right…?”
“Ah, you seem more used to it this way, Master.”
This Reinhardt was a bit like that Reinhardt too, but he seemed to be much older than he was. Even though age was longer relevant to a transcendent, she could feel the experience that she originally did not feel from Reinhardt.
“You’re afraid to get attached to me if I call you by your name, right?”
“But from my point of view, I think you’re already……”
Valletta reached out and grabbed Reinhardt’s collar, who was sitting on the floor.
Reinhardt’s eyes widened slightly at the roughness of Valletta’s touch.
“You, shut up.”
Her sharp voice made Reinhardt’s eyes grow wide. He came closer and kissed Valletta, and then quickly pulled away.
“Do you want to die?”
“It won’t make a difference anyway, here and there, the faces are the same, the voices are the same. It’s not real, so I don’t have to decide.”
Valletta, who was staring into Reinhardt’s eyes, sighed and crossed her arms. She knew that this one did not have the slightest sense of morality, but in fact, when confronted, she did not have an answer.
“Am I not good enough?”
Valletta was speechless as Reinhardt stared up at her and asked.
Fortunately, this was a dream. It was a world in a dream. Even if the world existed somewhere else, it was not her world.
“You and I are different.”
“How can we be different when we are the same?”
Reinhardt shrugged, as if he had heard something interesting.
“Well, at least the other one doesn’t lie like you do. And here’s the thing……”
Reinhardt smiled silently at Valletta’s words. He slowly got up from his seat. Then he slowly approached the glass and stood leaning against it.
“Do you know what you see below this? Valletta.”
“There is a world here that I cannot belong to.”
Reinhardt said, pointing out the glass with his chin. Dressed comfortably without a robe, Reinhardt looked out the glass silently for a long time.
“This room is the world I can have. It’s the world that all of the tower wizards have had.”
Valletta’s lips twitched. Reinhardt looked down with his arms crossed with tired eyes.
“I feel like I have another world in my hands.”
Her gaze focused on him. Reinhardt turned lightly and approached Valletta.
Valletta didn’t take a step back as she faced those red eyes.
“Before you leave….would you like to do it? I’m confident I can be gentle with you.”
Reinhardt said as he lightly nudged Valletta’s waist. Valletta, who narrowed her forehead, turned her head. She didn’t answer yes. She didn’t even say no.
He gently stroked her hair and withdrew his fingers. Instantly, her vision flipped.
In the pitch-black vision, Valletta gasped. Reinhardt smiled gently. He looked at her as if looking at a child in trouble.
“You’re so sweet…… and you know this is an illusion created in your head.”
Reinhardt burst into laughter when he saw Valletta’s poor handling of the situation, not even uttering a single word of acknowledgement or a word of comfort until the end. That was the last thing Valletta remembered.