Chapter 61.1

The chair fell over with a loud clatter as Mel jumped to his feet.

He looked down at Seira, crouched on the floor with a face full of embarrassment. His dark eyes flickered aimlessly.

Glancing at him, Seira wiped her lips with the back of her hand. She bit him hard enough to bleed quite a bit, but his lips healed cleanly within seconds.

‘It’s a level higher than Baron’s ability to recover,’ she concluded.

She didn’t even have to calculate, just by looking at his eyes, Seira could tell that Mel’s blood had enough power to regenerate even a lost arm.

‘It’s likely that he’s a direct descendant of Viseltium.’

Judging roughly his age range, it looked like he was a generation older than Calrad. Seira racked her memories of whether the late Emperor Laud had a brother or not. But during her eight years stay at the imperial palace, she had never met anyone like Mel.

‘Then, he must have disappeared before I came to the palace.’

She’d have to go out and search for someone who’d be knowledgeable about this, but the information she gathered was enough for now. Also…

When Seira didn’t get up from the floor, Mel approached her hesitantly.

‘I expected it, but there is still no response.’

When she said he treated her like a child, Seira didn’t seem to have aroused in him any sexual desire from the kiss. His pheromones, of course, weren’t even altered.

Rather, the gaze that looked at her squatting on the floor was similar to how he looked at her when she made a mess in the room. Now she seemed to have a rough idea of how to interact with him.

“I’m sorry I bit you,” Seira faked a sniffle, “I suddenly wanted to eat meat.”

“…!”

Seira’s lips parted slightly when she apologized with a sullen expression. Then, with a small groan, Mel wiped her face with his hand.

He lifted her up, put her down on the bed, and even handed her the teddy bear back. He kept his eyes on her as he said, “I’ll be right back.”

It was the most coherent sentence he’d ever said.

‘Seriously? He knew how to say that!’

Although she choked up for a moment with surprise, Seira nodded her head calmly like a good child. The information she needed to get away was on the palm of her hands, and her goal was soon to be fulfilled.

After stroking her hair once, Mel’s body melted into the shadows. Now there were only remnants of his power left in the room.

After guarding her all this time, he finally left her side to bring her the meat she demanded!

‘Alright!’

Seira got out of the bed and left the room bouncing with excitement. She ran down the hallway and climbed the stairs, and soon the door with the overlapping magic circles appeared.

Just as she solved in her head again and again, Seira soon released the magic circles. It took her about 15 minutes of pure concentration. The door to the upper floor finally opened with a tiny click.

‘Whoa…’

Seira took a deep breath and calmed her excited heart, and then headed out coolly.

Outside the door, a narrow space that looked like a preparation room for worship was connected. The drapery hanging from the wall made the door leading underground hard to notice.

‘There’s no window here either.’

She didn’t expect things to work out as easily from the beginning. Seira moved along the wall, diminishing her presence to none. As she left the preparation room, she could see a tall altar and the wide space beyond it.

‘What is that…?’

There was something tangled and wriggling in the place where only magic lamps were stuck on the wall and emitted light faintly.

A strange scent and the sound of wet rubbing was evident.

“Ah… ah…”

“Yes, yes, yes…”

A strange moan mingled with rough breathing. The scene that welcomed Seira was of a group orgy participated by dozens of men and women. The hazy smoke rising from the incense burners placed around the chapel seemed to work as a narcotic aphrodisiac.

Although it was said that the temple of the god Priya symbolized abundance and fertility, it was a surprise that the chapel was used for this purpose.

Seira could only wonder, ‘Are they holding prayers for fertility or something?’

After staring for an absurd amount of time, she then hid herself in the shadow of the wall and started to crawl carefully.

‘Why doesn’t this temple have windows?’

Then again, how could anyone do such an obscene scene with open windows? It still frustrated Seira as she needed to escape. Cold sweat flowed down her spine as she tried her best to control her breathing and not get addicted to the incense’s scent.

Finally, she reached the end of the chapel.

“…do you really want me to believe that?!”

A cry of anger rose from someone. Unexpectedly, Seira knew too well whose voice it was.

‘Calrad!’

There he was over the door. She couldn’t believe he was at this temple. It was too coincidental.

‘What should I do?’

Seira bit her lips and looked back the way she came from. Even now, she couldn’t decide whether to go back or wait for Calrad to go away.