Turning Chapter 1110

Chapter 1110

"The last heat I remember lasted about 10 days from start to finish, until I judged I had fully recovered. I took medicine and stayed in my room the whole time, worried about damaging the vessel... I felt it was really long in retrospect. If we succeed and it's reduced even by half, that wouldn't be bad."

"...Did you say 10 days?"

"There was even a 15-day one, but that was only once."

10 days, and even up to 15.

'What was it like for Kishiar in the previous life?'

Since the incident caused by being swept up in Yuder's manifestation and heat, although he had come to Yuder frequently, he hadn't particularly appeared to be in a heat state. Yuder also hadn't experienced heat after that incident, so perhaps it was the same for him.

Anyway, even if it couldn't be compared to the present, it was certain that Kishiar's heat was longer than others.

Yuder took a deep breath and cut off the power that had been looking into Kishiar's interior. In his returned vision, the man was still lying quietly under Yuder's hand with eyes that made it impossible to know what he was thinking.

"Aren't you going to do it right now?"

"We'll need time to prepare and explain to those around us, so I don't intend to try it immediately."

After saying that, Yuder looked down at the man's hand that was still clenched into a fist. Usually, he would have turned or opened that hand to hold it by now, but today he didn't.

It wasn't because he was wary of Yuder or in a bad mood. It was closer to the unconscious defense of someone who had memories of hurting precious things through contact.

Feeling how much he was concerned about contact with Yuder made his heart flutter weakly. He wanted to solve this by any means necessary. After all, that was essentially what Kishiar had been doing for him all this time.

Swallowing those feelings, Yuder continued speaking.

"I've told you this... but in fact, the method I just mentioned is just one method after all. I can't say there's no chance of failure. If you're not comfortable with it, I'll look for another way, so please speak freely. I don't want to do anything you don't want."

Instead of answering, Kishiar blinked a few times and then suddenly laughed with a deflating sound.

"...I think I might fall in love."

"Pardon?"

"I'm already head over heels, but I feel like I've fallen in love about ten more times today. I wonder who taught you how to be so wonderfully considerate."

"Who else would have taught me such things?"

Other than you, that is.

Hearing Yuder's answer, Kishiar looked even happier than before. With a small smile on his face, he seemed lost in thought for a moment before opening his mouth as if he had reached a conclusion.

"In a situation where it seems certain that heat is approaching irresistibly, I don't have many options to choose from. First. From now on, I could enter the tower alone and work as much as possible before facing the heat."

That's the least appealing method. Didn't I just clearly say that I had no intention of letting him go in alone? Yet he's acting as if he didn't hear it.

As Yuder frowned silently, the man smoothed out the wrinkles on his forehead and continued speaking.

"Second. I could take all the available heat suppressant prototypes and try to keep sleeping using strong sleep magic tools from now on. The downside is that I can't be certain when it will end and when I'll wake up. Not being able to work for such a long period is also an issue."

"..."

"Third. Try to eliminate the heat like before. But since that's impossible - Fourth. As you said, if it's going to come anyway, try to accept it early and send it away quickly."

Kishiar slowly sat up, supporting himself on the bed.

"Yes. That could be said to be the most ideal method in reality. Except for my concern about you. And that's the biggest drawback for me."

"So I..."

"However,"

Kishiar interrupted, moving his lips softly.

"There's the most important premise before all these choices. We haven't counted that yet."

"What do you mean?"

"You don't need to present me with options. If you say so, that's how it will be."

That phrase he had heard before. A calm yet once again slightly thrilling statement flew at Yuder.

"So in fact, all these choices are meaningless. As you said, let's start after having dinner and explaining to those around us, tonight."

The deep-seated fear and pain in his inner self surely hadn't disappeared.

Nevertheless, seeing the face of the man who had pushed away all concerns and anxieties and stood firm solely because Yuder wished it, Yuder felt his heart beating so loudly it made his ears ring.

Kishiar joked that he kept falling in love, but in fact, that might have been what Yuder Aile should say. What more could be said in front of the face of someone who made him feel an even greater longing every time he thought he couldn't be more drawn in?

He wanted to definitely respond to the trust he had given him.

Yuder made a firm, silent resolution.

'I will definitely succeed.'

And thus, he would overturn everything that he feared and found painful.

Just as he had done for him.

***

As soon as the meal ended, Nathan Zuckerman and Enk, who had been summoned, remained silent with different expressions at the unexpected news that flowed from their lord's mouth. Nathan Zuckerman nodded as if not surprised at all, while Enk showed a hint of tension.

"Heat... I see. I understand what you're saying. Then what can we do to help you, my lord?"

"I will stay in the bedroom continuously from tonight until the heat ends. For safety, only open up to the first floor of the inner castle during this time, and don't let anyone except Yuder come up to the second floor or above."

"Understood."

"I will hand over all decision-making power for Peletta to the three people here now. Since these are things you usually do, you shouldn't be too nervous. Nathan will assist Welliven with security and military matters, Enk will handle Peletta's administration and external communications, and Yuder will be in charge of communication with the Cavalry, including responding to anomalous cracks, on my behalf. However, if Yuder also becomes unable to move following me,"

Kishiar, who had been speaking smoothly like flowing water, paused in thought for a moment. His gaze soon turned to Nathan Zuckerman.

"Then I'll entrust that part to you as well, Nathan. Of course, you won't be able to do it like Yuder, so maintain minimal contact by discussing with the Northern Branch. The Cavalry is already moving well on their own, so the letter I'll leave in advance should be sufficient to resolve things."

"I will obey your command."

Nathan Zuckerman raised his arm in front of him in salute.

"You can resent and curse me for suddenly entrusting you with so many tasks. I'm just sorry for being irresponsible and leaving my post at such a time. I'll make sure to repay this gratitude sufficiently when I return."

"There's no need for that, my lord."

Enk erased her bewilderment and anxiety and squared her shoulders proudly. With her hands elegantly folded on her stomach, she bowed at the waist with a dignified posture.

"Do you think this is the first or second time I've seen you leave your post due to a sudden illness, my lord? If it's not that you're sick like those times, but something that will be resolved just by time passing, there's no problem. As always, I will not look into what's happening in your bedroom, and I will act as a faithful steward of Peletta."

"...Enk."

Kishiar called her name in a low voice. Enk smiled.

"So please don't speak of compensation. We're not here hoping for such things."

"I feel the same."

Nathan Zuckerman followed Enk's words with an indifferent face.

"The reason I serve my lord here is simply because following that is my honor. I don't need money or fame. I promise to gladly obey Baron Aile's orders as if they were your own, my lord, and if an unexpected situation arises as you mentioned, I will follow the orders you leave behind."