Chapter 055



"It's Rosalia." It's not a question, but an affirmative.

Even though he tried his best to restrain himself, Clewis' tone was still very cold. He forced himself to say the name of the person who had kissed Jules, as if his heart had been bitten hard.

Jules was taken aback, "...how do you know?"

Klevis took a deep breath, as if reciting, and slowly said everything he had deduced—he was absolutely sure—“The stubborn and stubborn Jules was once moved, but in hindsight Come on, you are still innocent and holy like an eminent monk who has practiced for many years... This means that this relationship has been forcefully terminated. No one can force you, Jules, all external forces in this world cannot influence your decision, the only possibility... You did it yourself, you killed this relationship with your own hands."

"……Um."

"So..." He sneered again, "Julies, who seems to have never had anything to do with the word 'heart', immediately decided to force himself to give up everything the moment his heart fell in love. But you still kissed her. The only one Maybe, when you decided to abandon the other party, you also realized that the other party decided to abandon your feelings for you... You were convinced that you were about to be abandoned, so you kissed her with the intention of saying goodbye. The only person who would do this is Miss Rosalia, you are all of the same kind."

In the girl who is convinced that she will become a queen and is willing to dedicate her entire life to this universe, Jules sees his own dedication to responsibility and glory.

It was indeed his own reflection, exactly.

But at the same time, he also saw his own desire for freedom from her desire for freedom... He Jules can get rid of the responsibility and identity of the patron saint, he can get rid of the endless fate of the patron saint, and he can get rid of Clevis Those endlessly deep eyes.Everything that Kravis had rejected for years suddenly became a fetter that Jules wanted to break free.There is an opportunity in front of him, he can escape from this universe with Rosalia's courage to long for freedom, her understanding, pity, and herself, and make himself and Rosalia an accomplice, guarding each other's love from then on. guilt.

But that doesn't mean anything.

Abandoning responsibility does not mean freedom.Because their hearts are bound by all kinds of fetters from birth, even if they fly in the boundless universe from then on, they are still prisoners living in the cage of responsibility.It was the same for him, Jules, and it was the same for her, Rosalia.They are prisoners of the same kind, born without freedom...

That kiss was born out of this emotion.

Jules didn't want to think about it any more, "...That's it."

"Remember your lost love with a kiss?" The words were sarcasm, but there was an understanding in Kravis's voice.

"Basically." Jules didn't think Clavis was angry, but felt his depression, "Why do you ask this question?" A long-lost love hidden in his heart was asked like this, in fact, Zhu Reese felt very dissatisfied.He hadn't asked about Cleves' relationship with the former Her Majesty the Queen.But at this moment, his temples were throbbing, his hands and feet were sore, and he really couldn't pursue the seemingly childish question of his lover, "Cravis, that's all in the past."

Clewis hugged him with a little strength, and his slender eyebrows were tightly frowned, "Tell me, Jules. What kind of existence is she and I... to you?"

"You shouldn't put the two of you in the same situation..."

"I do not understand why……"

Jules frowned, and clenched his inexplicably trembling right hand into a fist, "Cravis, what exactly do you want to know? Just ask what you really want to know."

"I'm……"

Seeing Cleves's hesitant expression and unable to think of words, Jules lost his temper, "No matter how difficult it is, you have to explain it clearly to me."

"I... don't know how you think about... how to define kissing. You have always made the relationship between me and you... forcefully stipulated... or restricted, um, limited to the scope of kissing and hugging ..."

"...What the hell are you trying to say?"

"The last person you kissed was abandoned by you. And me, are you planning to let go of me at any time? Will you only limit our relationship to this scope?"

"Are you telling me not to kiss you, Clavis? Or...do you think I can do anything to you besides kissing and hugging? Putting on your wedding dress and putting on your ring?" ?” Jules taunted him angrily, “Also, I didn’t abandon someone cruelly…” Noticing the unusual appearance of the people around him, Jules stopped his mouth, “Clay Weiss?"

Clavis blushed and looked strange.

"……Uh?"

"I said I wanted more than kisses."

"I..." Jules suddenly understood the things he had never thought about, "I, my that... I didn't... didn't think about it, thought about it...these are too...too complicated, those things……"

"Ah," seeing Jules' bewildered and tongue-tied 'wonderful performance' this round with his own eyes, Klevis nodded, "I probably guessed it now. But... it seems..." Cleves blinked. Looking at him for a moment, the doubts in my heart became more difficult to understand.His feeling is not wrong, Jules is not consciously rejecting him, but he has been subconsciously rejecting or fearing closer and deeper contact.

"I'm not planning to abandon you at any time, it's okay, Clevis..." Jules barely calmed down, and calmed his lover's emotions seriously, "You know me very well, and you know where my bottom line is As long as you don't interfere with my duty as a patron saint, I won't do this." He felt a little guilty, "I'm sorry, I'm selfish... between my duty and my personal relationship, I always choose the former .”

"I know."

The silence is embarrassing...

Jules took Clavis' hand. "My life used to be work, work and work, but now..."

Clavis finished what he hadn't finished quite simply, "It's still work, work and work."

"Work, work and work, and Clavis." This kind of statement seems to make him even less important... Jules sighed in distress, "I can't tell, but I don't care I want you to know everything. Maybe you don't understand, Kravis... I live as boring as before, but it's different."

"different?"

"It's completely different, Kravis." Jules thought about the words carefully, trying to define precisely what Kravis brought to him, "It's because you are by my side, so even if I'm with you I was doing the same things before, and those things meant something completely different to me than before.”

"is it?"

"Yeah. You see I'm... very happy now."

Clavis was suddenly moved, "Happiness...?"

"Yes."

"Do I make you feel happy?"

"Ah, very happy." Jules confessed in a low voice as if whispering, "You are... very important to me."



Klevis didn't know what else to say, and after a long silence, he took Jules' right hand, looked at it intently as if it was his crystal ball, and slowly moved the slender fingers to his lips. side, kissed very lightly.

The fingertips of Jules' right hand had a faint aroma of ink, and tasted softer than he expected.Cleves remembered that once when they were fifteen, Jules grabbed his hand and pulled him up and down the Holy Land, both of them anxious to get back to His Majesty.At that time, he had a hard callus on his hand from holding the rein, but now he doesn't know where it went.

He kissed Jules' fingers, followed by the equally slender back of his palm, and the wrist bones that he always tightly covered with his wrist guard.Jules was so thin that his wrist bones always stood out.The tip of Clavis' tongue lightly brushes over Jules' faster and faster wrist veins, reaching his muscular forearm.

At the age of 24, when they were already at odds, in order to find a candidate for the new queen, they went to Smally Academy together to work.In the spare time between busy work, he was bored for a walk in the courtyard of the chapel, and accidentally found Jules sitting alone in the chapel, playing the harpsichord alone.Clavis stood outside the window of the chapel, only seeing his profile and his constantly moving arms.Such a surging love but deeply buried oppressive feeling sounds so lonely and heartbreaking.Clavis listened intently until tears stung his eyes.

From then on, he sincerely believed that... to be able to play such a melody, Jules would not be an emotionless person, but he was usually hidden by him...

After the forearm, there are sleeves.

Clavis skipped over the sleeve decisively, and pressed his lips into Jules' open neckline.He hit the most prominent target, Jules' delicate collarbone.When they were nine years old, they accidentally broke into an inaccessible place deep in the forest and were attacked by wild wolves.At that time, Jules, who was half a head taller than him, stood in front of him, and the wolf cub bit Jules' collarbone, just a little bit away from biting his throat.The young Clavis raised his strength and threw a stone half the size of his own head. He scared the wolf away, but the stone also knocked Jules unconscious.

"I found your little scar..."

"Ah, that... was bitten by a wolf."

"Everywhere on your body has my memories..." Klevis gently caressed the faint scar on Jules' collarbone. The spot that was bleeding constantly looked very sexy now.Jules wanted to say something, but his lips moved but he didn't make a sound, only gave him a very shallow smile.Clavis kissed his silent lips, boldly and gently unbuttoned his shirt.

Your hands... are too restless.Jules wanted to accuse Kravis like this, but with the tip of his tongue in his mouth, he couldn't make a sound at this time, so he had to grab his shoulder in protest.Perhaps Cleves took this action as an invitation, pressed his cool palm against his chest, and pressed his whole body against him.

Clewis' hands warmed up, and the iron on his body felt warm and indescribably comfortable.Jules tried hard to suppress his breath, but to no avail.Under the mysterious hot touch of his lover, he completely forgot to struggle, his consciousness was fuzzy, and when Clavis bit his lower lip lightly, and the tip of his tongue slowly swept over it, he let out a vague moan deep in his throat.

Jules' body was still uncomfortable, and there was still throbbing throbbing pain hidden in his head under the indulgence and obsession.Clewis' other hand, which was not on his chest, was gently stroking his numb right arm. The comfortable touch made his arm even more numb, and the slightly beating muscles felt a slight twitch.

In the predicament of being unable to speak, Jules still tried to speak, which only made his vague moan clearer, which was of no benefit.

Thankfully Kravis let go of his lips and the kiss was now on his neck.Jules closed his eyes, forgetting what he wanted to say, and reflexively hugged his shoulder.Suddenly, he felt some kind of enthusiastic reaction from Clewis, pressing against his thigh forcefully.

what is that?

Those things that are extremely unfamiliar to Jules...things that no one dared to mention in front of him, things that he had never touched even though he knew they existed in this world, were like the light slowly shining in the dark night, Slowly become clearer.

This won't work... Jules's rationality finally works.Clavis's movements were so aggressive that Jules felt offended.

"Stop... stop!"



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