Chapter 158 - Side Story 12

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I didn’t even have time to take a breath.

My wriggling hand lost its way and was pushed by his body, touching the wall, then he kissed me more deeply.

[The God of Benevolence, Oman, clenches his fists and flies into the sky.]


[The God of Love, Odyssey, takes out a fan.]


[The God of Destruction, Ciel, has no movement detected.]

[The God of Knowledge, Hessed, approaches Ciel and makes a fuss, saying he isn’t breathing.]


[The God of Art, Mond, runs over and gives Ciel CPR.]


His kiss was like a strong drink, and I was struggling as if I had fallen into a swamp.

[As soon as the God of Destruction, Ciel, opens his eyes, he bites Mond’s foot and then jumps in joy when he spots you and Kyle kissing.]


Finally, after a while, his voice flowed into my ears as he parted his lips.

That rough voice contained a deep sincerity that I had never heard before.

“I’ve been liking you. Ariel.”

I looked at Kyle with shaking eyes and removed her mouth.

“Your Highness. I…”

Then he lifted his index finger and lightly pressed my lips.

“It’s not important.”

At that moment, I remembered Shane’s last words.

[However, it’s difficult to blindly accept his feelings, and once he starts to become obsessed with something so precious… So should I call it an otherworldly mad obsession? Well, doesn’t it seem obvious that he’s a sword master at that age?]


His bright red eyes captured my face as if to claim it.

“Now that I’ve caught you.”

Why do I suddenly feel a chill down my spine?

“So, if you’re thinking of accepting me, you’d better be prepared for the future.”

[The God of Benevolence, Oman, is looking for a rope, saying that if he wants to catch you, he has to hold it properly.]


***


“Saintess, did you hear the news last night?”

Daisy said to me as I was leaning on the balcony and admiring the scenery outside.

“They say the Imperial Wall of the Imperial Palace collapsed yesterday. An attendant said a couple was caught kissing nearby, so they started investigating. How intense must the kiss have been!”

[The God of Destruction, Ciel, blushes and is delightful.]


My chest felt prickly. Our Ciel was so excited that he excitedly applied the blessing buff, and I…

“But the Saintess’ face is red. Is there something wrong?”

“No. Nothing.”

I hastily shook my head.

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