Kali ini, Kaisar Keilusa telah memerintahkan Kishiar untuk mundur dari segala urusan dan berehat. Dan benarlah, sejak memberikan perintah itu, ia bahkan belum pernah menghubungi Kishiar sekali saja. Ia bahkan belum memberi tahu penyelundup Kishiar tentang apa pun yang terjadi di Ibulan, sehingga Kishiar hanya belated dan tidak langsung mengetahui insiden yang melibatkan Kiole. Namun, bahkan seorang kaisar sekalipun seperti itu akan terpaksa mengubah sebagian perintahnya jika ia menyaksikan celah anomali yang muncul di seluruh Imperium itu. Yuder berpikir begitu, namun tidak mengatakannya lantas berdiri dari tempat duduk. “Aneh… Untuk saat ini, kita sudah memastikan bahwa belum ada kerusakan. Itu saja sudah cukup menenangkan. Ayo.” “Sudah?” “Bukan ‘sudah’ tertentu. Sudah berjam-jam sejak kita terakhir bertemu. Jika kita mengikuti jadwal semula, kamu seharusnya sudah istirahat sekarang. Selain itu… ada beberapa hal yang ingin kujelaskan.” Dengan kejadian tak terduga rift anomali muncul di seluruh negeri, menunda pemeriksaan kesehatan Kishiar semakin tidak mungkin lagi. Membaca tekad tegas dalam tatapan Yuder, Kishiar meringankan ekspresi dan bangun bersamanya. “Dalam hal ini, kita tidak punya pilihan. Jika ada kabar mendesak datang saat aku pergi, laporkan segera ke Nathan atau Enk di sini, tidak peduli waktu. Mereka akan menyampaikannya kepadaku.” “Dimengerti.” Semua orang dari Peleta dan anggota Kavaleri Utara membungkuk kepala serentak. Yuder menyadari bahwa banyak dari mereka memberikan tatapannya yang hangat dan menyetujui. ‘Apa…?’ Di tengah kebingungan itu, Enk sedikit mengangkat kepalanya yang condok dan diam-diam mengucapkan pesan dengan bibirnya. ‘Terima kasih. Silakan cepat bawa dia pergi.’ “……” Sepertinya mereka yakin Yuder menemukan alasan untuk khawatir dan dipaksa membawa Kishiar pergi untuk beristirahat. ‘Aku memang punya sesuatu yang ingin dikatakan, bukan hanya alasan… namun pada akhirnya, rasanya terlihat seperti itu.’ Hal ini membuat Yuder kembali menyadari betapa dalam kasih sayang dan kekhawatiran semua orang di sini terhadap Kishiar. Dan… betapa rapuh perasaan mereka masih memandang Kishiar. Yaitu seseorang yang tidak bisa bertindak apa pun atau bergerak terlalu jauh. “Jadi. Apa yang ingin kamu katakan kepadaku?” Di kamar Duke, Kishiar berbicara seolah-olah tidak ada apa-apa dan Yuder mendekatnya. “Kamu mungkin sudah tahu.” “Aku menduga kamu akan mengatakan ingin memeriksa kembali setelah sekian lama.” “Persis. Berbaringlah.” Saat Yuder menekan jari-jarinya dengan ringan di dada Kishiar, pria itu tertawa pelan tanpa suara dan jatuh kembali di tempat tidur seperti burung yang rapuh. Yuder dudak di sampingnya dan membuka pakaian atasnya. Di bawah semua pakaian ziwa dinginnya, bahu telanjangnya terbuka — dan di sana masih tersisa bekas yang ditinggalkan Yuder di saat-saat keserakahan yang tak terkendali. Jarang Yuder Aile membiarkan perhatiannya menyimpang dari tujuan yang telah ditetapkan, namun kali ini, matanya tidak bisa menghindari pandangan pada tempat itu. “Apakah itu terasa sakit?” “Hm?” “Tempat ini, maksudku.” Yuder mengusap sedikit bekas itu dengan jari-jarinya, dan mata yang tertutup tiba-tiba terbuka, seolah-olah baru saja menyadari jejak yang mas masih ada. Sejenak kemudian, matanya melebar dengan hangat. “Tidak sama sekali.” “Aku lega mendengarnya… Meskipun begitu, kujadi harus lebih hati-hati lain kali.” Meskipun dia terjebak dalam keserakahan yang luar biasa, ia tidak pernah kehilangan kendali hingga bekas ini bertahan begitu lama. Bahwa ia bahkan tidak menyadar bahwa ini terjadi menunjukkan betapa kacau pikirannya pada saat itu. ‘Pasti karena aromaku semakin kuat setelah tiba di Peleta. Aku berusaha keras menahan diri hingga aku kehilangan diri…’ Mungkin sebaiknya dilatih untuk menahan aroma. Saat Yuder sedang berpikir itu, matanya setengah terturunkan — “Jangan.” Seolah-olah membaca pikiran sembarangnya, Kishiar menyentuh pipinya. “Untuk jujur, aku sedang berpikir, akan senang jika ada lebih banyak bekas seperti ini di tubuhku.” “……?” “Kamu tahu, aku jauh lebih tamak dari yang kamu kira.” Matanya lalu menunjuk ke arah bekas di bahinya sambil berbicara dengan wajah yang tenang dan tulus. Yuder sedikit mengerutkan kening dan menjawab. “Kamu selalu memastikan tidak menyisakan bebas di tubuhku. Dan padahal kamu mengatakan lebih baik jika aku meninggalkan lebih banyak di kamu? Itu terasa aneh.” “Keinginan tidak selalu seimbang.” Kata “seimbang” itu membuat Yuder teringat pada tujuannya yang asli. Ia menggigilkan napas dan menaruh tangannya di dada Kishiar. “……” “Untuk saat ini, sebelum aku melanjutkan pemeriksaan, ada beberapa pertanyaan yang ingin kujelaskan.” “Tentu. Tanyakan apa saja.” Dengan rambut keemasan yang berantakan di atas selimut, pria itu menjawab dengan poyo. “Belakangan ini, kamu semakin sulit mengendalikan [N O V E L I G H T] kekuatanku. Sudah terasa?” “Itu soal tubuhku. Tentu saja.” Kishiar tersenyum tipis sambil mengangguk. “Aku berpikir aromaku mungkin terpengaruh… Aku rasa itu juga terkait?” “Aroma?” Kishiar mengulangi kata itu setengah detik belakangan. Cukup mengejutkan, bahwa untuk seseorang yang biasanya sigap, nada suaranya menunjukkan ia belum langsung memahami hubungannya dalam pertanyaannya. Setelah sejenak, pria itu memendatkan mata seolah sedang mengingat kembali. Dengan suara yang rendah dan perlahan, ia berkata. “Aroma. Aromaku… Aku rasa tidak berubah banyak. Aku memang merasa lebih bergairah bersamamu di sini di Peleta, tapi kamu terasa sama saja… Bukan terasa serius seperti masalah kontrol kekuatanku.” “……” “Apakah aromaku… sudah berubah?” Tatapannya lalu membekukan seolah mencair. Melihat ke dalam mata itu, Yuder ragu sejenak lalu perlahan mengangguk kepala. “Aku tidak berkata ‘aneh’ itu tepat. Tapi tentu saja berbeda.” “Bagaimana persisnya?” Mengucapkannya terasa cukup pelan. Meski begitu, Yuder berusaha menghilangkan semua emosi dari suaranya. “Aroma mu semakin mematikan. Jauh lebih intens dari biasanya… Terutama saat malam, ketika kita bersama… Jujur, aku merasa seperti akan tenggelam di dalamnya beberapa kali. Tentu saja, aku belum pernah mendengar seorang Pembangkit pun tewuh karena aroma.” Akhir dari kalimat itu adalah campuran kebenaran dan candaan. Tapi Kishiar tidak tertawa. “……” “Aroma Pembangkit akan berubah tergantung keadaan fisiknya, jadi jika kekuatan lainnya semakin kuat, aroma yang meningkat besamanya masuk akal. Yang aneh adalah kamu tidak menyadarinya… Tapi itu belum pernah tidak pernah ada.” “Sebelum ini,… pernah melihat kasus seperti ini?” Yuder mengangguk. “Di antara Para Pembangkit Manifestasi Bintang Dua yang pernah kudapat tahu dalam game sebelumnya, banyak yang menunjukkan gejala seperti lonjakan aroma secara tiba-tiba sebelum masa kuncinya mulai — atau perubahan nada aroma secara keseluruhan.” “Belum pernah melihat yang aromanya berkurang. Tapi selain itu, gejala-gejalanya bervariasi luas. Beberapa tiba-tiba mengeluarkan aroma yang menyehatkan, sementara yang lain tidak bisa memberhentikan aromanya menyebar kapan pun bertemu pandangan.” “Banyak dari mereka bahkan tidak menyadari aromanya semakin kuat. Itu kadang-kadang menyebabkan kejadian yang tidak sedap.” Ia tidak menjelaskan apa artinya ‘kejadian’-kejadian itu. Namun Kishiar bisa membayangkannya. Pria itu menatap ke arah Yuder dalam diam yang cukup lama. Dan akhirnya, ia berkata. “Jadi katamu… kondisi saat ini bisa berupa gejala awal masa kunciku.”
Bab 1106
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This time, Emperor Keillusa had ordered Kishiar to withdraw from all affairs and rest. And true to his word, ever since giving that command, he hadn’t contacted Kishiar even once. He hadn’t even informed Kishiar’s informants about anything happening in the Capital, so Kishiar had only barely learned—indirectly and belatedly—about the incident involving Kiole.
But even an emperor like that would be forced to partially rescind his orders if he witnessed the anomaly rift that had appeared across the Empire.
Yuder thought so, but didn’t say it out loud and simply rose from his seat.
“Anyway... For now, we've confirmed that there have been no damages. That alone is a relief. Let’s go.”
“Already?”
“It’s not ‘already.’ Several hours have passed. If we’d followed the original schedule, you would’ve been resting by now. Also... there are some things I’d like to say.”
With the unprecedented event of anomaly rifts appearing across the country, delaying his examination of Kishiar’s health any longer was no longer an option. Reading the firm resolve in Yuder’s gaze, Kishiar softened his expression and stood with him.
“In that case, we have no choice. If any urgent news comes in while I’m away, report it immediately to Nathan or Enk here, regardless of the time. They’ll relay it to me.”
“Understood.”
The people from Peleta and the Northern Cavalry members all bowed their heads in unison. Yuder noticed that quite a few of them were giving him very warm, approving looks.
‘What...?’
In that moment of confusion, Enk slightly raised her bowed head and silently mouthed a message with her lips.
‘Thank you. Please take him quickly.’
“......”
It seemed they believed Yuder had come up with an excuse out of concern and was forcibly dragging Kishiar away to make him rest.
‘I do actually have something to say, not just an excuse... but in the end, I suppose it looks that way.’
It struck Yuder anew just how deeply everyone here cared for and worried about Kishiar.
And... how fragile they still perceived Kishiar to be. That he was someone who couldn’t afford to push himself or move around too much.
“So. What was it you wanted to say to me?”
Back in the Duke’s bedroom, Kishiar spoke as if nothing was out of the ordinary, and Yuder strode up to him.
“You probably already know.”
“I had a feeling you’d say you wanted to examine me again after so long.”
“Exactly. Lie down, please.”
When Yuder pressed a finger lightly to Kishiar’s chest, the man let out a silent chuckle and let himself fall back onto the bed like a delicate bird. Yuder sat beside him and undid his top. Beneath the thick winter garments, his bare shoulder was exposed—and on it still faintly remained the mark Yuder had left during a moment of intense pleasure.
Yuder Aile rarely lets his attention stray from a set goal, but in this moment, his eyes were involuntarily drawn to that spot.
“...Did it hurt?”
“Hm?”
“This spot, I mean.”
Yuder gently brushed the faint mark with his finger, and the red eyes blinked, as if only now noticing the lingering trace. A moment later, they curved gently.
“No. Not at all.”
“I’m relieved to hear that... Still, I’ll have to be more careful next time.”
Even if overwhelmed by pleasure, he’d never lost control to the point that a mark lasted this long. The fact that he hadn’t even realized it had happened showed just how out of sorts he’d been then.
‘It must’ve been because Kishiar’s scent grew stronger after coming to Peleta. I was trying so hard to withstand it that I lost myself...’
Maybe he should train himself to resist the scent. As Yuder was thinking that, his eyes half-lowered—
“Don’t.”
As if reading his unnecessary thoughts, Kishiar reached out and touched Yuder’s cheek.
“To be honest... I was thinking it would be nice if more marks like that were left on my body.”
“...Excuse me?”
“You know I’m far greedier than I look.”
His eyes gestured subtly toward the mark on his shoulder as he spoke, his face calm and sincere. Yuder frowned slightly and replied.
“You go to great lengths to ensure no marks are left on me. And yet you’re saying it would be better if I left more on you? That feels strange.”
“Desires don’t always balance out.”
Balance. That word reminded Yuder of his original purpose. He sighed softly and placed his hand on Kishiar’s chest.
“...In any case, before I proceed with the examination, I have a few questions.”
“Sure. Ask anything.”
With his golden hair splayed messily across the sheets, the man answered docilely.
“Lately, it seems you’re finding it harder to control [N O V E L I G H T] your powers. Have you noticed?”
“It’s my body. Of course I have.”
Kishiar smiled wryly and nodded.
“I thought the scent might be particularly affected... Do you think that’s related too?”
“Scent?”
Kishiar echoed the word a beat late. Surprisingly, for someone usually quick-witted, his tone suggested he hadn’t immediately grasped the connection in Yuder’s question.
After a pause, the man narrowed his eyes as if retracing memories. His low voice came slowly.
“Scent. My scent... I thought it hadn’t changed much. I did feel more uplifted being with you here in Peleta, but you seemed the same... It didn’t feel as serious as my power control issues.”
“......”
“Has my scent... been strange?”
His gaze turned cold and still.
Yuder looked into those eyes and hesitated for a moment before slowly shaking his head.
“I don’t think ‘strange’ is the right word. But it was certainly different.”
“How exactly?”
Saying it aloud felt oddly awkward. Still, Yuder made an effort to strip all emotion from his voice.
“Your scent intensified dramatically. Much more than usual... Especially at night, when we were together... Honestly, I felt like I might drown in it a few times. I’ve never heard of an Awakener dying from scent, of course.”
The ending was part truth, part jest. But Kishiar didn’t laugh.
“......”
“The scent of an Awakener changes depending on their physical state, so if your other powers were strengthening, the scent increasing with them makes sense. What’s odd is that you weren’t aware of it... but it’s not unprecedented.”
“You’ve seen a case like this before?”
Yuder nodded.
“Among the Two-Star Manifestation Awakeners I knew in the previous game, many showed symptoms like a sudden surge in scent before their rut began—or a change in scent’s tone altogether.”
He’d never seen one whose scent decreased beforehand. But other than that, symptoms varied widely. Some suddenly gave off overpowering fragrances, while others couldn’t stop their scent from spreading whenever they met someone’s eyes.
“Many of them weren’t even aware their scent had increased. That sometimes led to unfortunate incidents.”
He didn’t explain what those “incidents” were. But Kishiar could certainly imagine it.
The man met Yuder’s gaze in silence for a long time.
And finally, he spoke.
“Then you’re saying... this current state of mine could be the early signs of rut.”
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