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RGS Volume 6 Part 8
by YannieThe butler was even more dangerous than Karas. The three stared at the butler in astonishment before Melmond regained his senses and asked.
“What on earth happened? W-Were you, were you always like that with His Majesty even before?”
“Ah, n-no, absolutely not!”
Flustered, Abel shook his head wildly as he shouted and lowered his timid gaze to the floor.
“Well, I think there was some misunderstanding. Though, we did kiss once before.”
“You kissed?”
“Ah, well, it wasn’t exactly a kiss either, I mean, that was, he was just trying to save me, and it just happened.”
Abel’s rambling explanation was hard to follow. However, his tearful confession struck the listeners with immediate impact.
“This time, the prince kissed me again, saying it would help me remember, and then he did other things, those, those kinds of things.”
Those kinds of things?
“But even then, and this time too, I ended up… feeling it… Ugh! To think I felt lust from the pure prince’s touch, even though he was only trying to help me regain my memories! And it even happened three times in a row! I’m the worst!”
Abel grabbed his head with both hands and rocked back and forth, overwhelmed with guilt. The others were too shocked by what they were hearing to even intervene.
Wait, so Karas wasn’t at fault, and it’s Abel’s fault who harbored lust?
Everyone’s confused gazes met, but no one opened their mouths. Ashler barely found a flaw in Abel’s logic and asked him.
“If His Majesty only kissed you before, then why did you say that other, ahem, kinds of things had been done before too?”
Abel lifted his tear-filled eyes again. His cheeks were as red as apples, and his large eyes were brimming with tears. Looking up, his face was so endearing that Ashler coughed and turned his head away. At that moment, Abel’s reply came.
“I don’t know that either. The prince said that we, as Regas and prince, had made love before and then he touched me, but ugh! I let out strange moans and got aroused! But the moans weren’t mine. It came out of my mouth, but I didn’t make it! Ugh, it’s true, really!”
Abel clutched his head again and resumed rocking. However, the other four were too preoccupied to notice Abel who was going now going crazy.
One thing was certain: Karas had lied to Abel.
The four gathered and put their heads together.
“Why would His Majesty say such things?”
In response to Melmond’s question, Nani suggested one possibility.
“The black potion. It must have been the d*mn black potion that caused the problem in His Majesty’s head.”
He clenched his fist in anger. The other three nodded in agreement.
“Come to think of it, the late king also liked sleeping with the Regas because of the black potion. Haa, it seems one of the side effects of the black potion is hallucinations that cause sexual urges. That’s why he recalled things that never happened. It’s all because of that cursed black potion!”
The black potion had been unjustly blamed. But following Melmond, even Ashler cursed it now.
“The black potion and that d*mned King’s Heart. They are the ones who deserve divine punishment for turning people into such people. They’re the source of all evil!”
Only the King’s Heart was unjust. Still, there was someone who retained a bit of reason left. The butler cautiously raised another suspicion.
“Could it be that His Majesty simply lied because he was attracted to our young master’s appearance and wanted to sleep with him?”
This was closest to the correct answer. However, no one nodded at the butler’s words. Especially Ashler, who hardened his expression as if he was angry.
“Watch your words. Do you know how pure His Majesty is? In all the time I’ve served him, he’s never once shown any sexual desire. He is purer than a saint! The commanders always worried about His Majesty’s lack of interest in the lower half of his body and in sexual knowledge. While young men of his age are usually preoccupied with lustful thoughts, His Majesty only ever thought about reclaiming the country from the King’s Heart. The commanders even wish for His Majesty to feel even a bit of sexual desire!”
Their wish had already been fulfilled. However, Ashler, who had always worried about Karas’ innocence along with the commanders, couldn’t accept it at all. For him, the black potion was the only culprit. As Ashler scowled, the butler bowed his head as he apologized.
“Please forgive my reckless words. I was just worried that if we let this slide, next time the young master’s chastity might truly be in danger.”
Although his real concern was for the young master’s first night without an orchestra and audience, he used chastity as an excuse. The group turned their attention to Abel. He had stopped shaking his head, but he was still clutching his hair in distress.
However, the eyes of those who were watching him now showed a slight suspicion.
Although it was because of the black potion, could it be that Karas had developed a special obsession towards Abel?
As Ashler glanced sideways, Melmond noticed meeting his gaze. Just from their exchanged looks, Melmond could tell that they were thinking the same thing. Melmond took it a step further and approached Abel.
“Calm down, Abel. You must be very shocked, but isn’t it possible that His Majesty did those, ahem, kinds of things because of the black potion?”
“The black potion?”
Abel raised his startled eyes, and Melmond nodded vigorously.
“That’s right. It’s all because of the black potion. It’s causing His Majesty to have confused his memories and heightened sexual desire.”
“I, I see!”
As Abel reached this realization, Melmond gently comforted him.
“His Majesty is in a dangerous situation, and you, as his Regas, can’t just sit still. You still need to continue pretending to have lost your memories. Moreover, you can use this opportunity to not only open His Majesty’s closed heart but also ensure that he grants any request you make.”
“W-What should I do?”
“It’s simple.”
Melmond glanced at the butler’s expression and then spoke firmly.
“Offer him your butth0le.”
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Ashler, who had stayed up all night, could only return to the Prince’s Palace in the morning. It was not only because the war profiteer Karas had summoned was soon to arrive, but it was also because of an important task entrusted to him by Melmond’s group.
‘Abel’s problem is that he feels guilty for still thinking of His Majesty as a young prince, but more than that, it’s because he’s ignorant of s3x.’
Melmond had accurately analyzed the situation.
‘Even if His Majesty has shown sexual interest in Abel, how can Abel properly lead His Majesty if he’s like this? We’ll somehow work on convincing Abel properly. In the meantime, Sir Ashler, though it may be burdensome, please advise His Majesty to avoid rushing to attack Abel.’
Though the words were framed that way, the underlying concern was that Abel might get hurt because of Karas. Naturally, Ashler agreed.
Hadn’t the commanders spent countless days discussing Karas’ sex education?
This was practically a prepared answer. If Kin or Roster found out later, they might feel left out, considering how good an opportunity this was. Too absorbed with his specialized task, Ashler didn’t immediately notice the war profiteer exiting Karas’ room.
“Sir Ashler.”
When the war profiteer called his name first, Ashler snapped out of his thoughts, and he quickly turned to face him.
“Your conversation ended quickly.”
The war profiteer glanced at the door to Karas’ room with bloodshot eyes and muttered.
“He only says what’s necessary. Often, he says nothing at all.”
Ashler understood what he meant. Perhaps Karas must have given an order without revealing his intentions, leaving the war profiteer flustered unable to gauge his plan. The hint of confusion on his face made it clear. Nevertheless, Ashler couldn’t help but think that the war profiteer, more than anyone else, had the best grasp of the overall situation. He couldn’t help but feel a bit envious.
“It must mean he trusts you enough to follow through well.”
Though it was a compliment, a bitter smile appeared on the war profiteer’s face.
“Heh, you don’t understand. You think His Majesty trusts me? Of course, someone like you, always by his side, wouldn’t know. Or are you perhaps jealous of me?”
“Watch your words.”
Ashler warned, causing the war profiteer to wipe the smile off his face. He then leaned his face close to Ashler and whispered softly.
“You should be the one watching your words. You’re the fool who doesn’t even know that the person His Majesty cherishes most is himself.”
Ashler furrowed his brow, about to ask what he meant, but the war profiteer took a step back and changed the subject.
“Have you found Kin?”
Hearing the somewhat dispirited tone, Ashler suppressed the anger that was rising and nodded his head.
“You asked for an urgent contact, so a letter should arrive in a few days. It’s on its way here, but it’ll take some time, so if you want, I can show you the letter first.”
“No need.”
His response was different from when he had urgently looked for Kin. When Ashler looked at him with strange eyes, he muttered.
“For some reason, His Majesty has changed his plans, making me a bit more useful. I should be able to survive until Kin arrives.”
The emptiness in his voice made Ashler feel strange. He had always suspected the war profiteer. He believed his greed would lead him to betray them and side with the King’s Heart. No matter how much Kin trust him, Ashler’s doubts had never disappeared. But now, for the first time, he felt like he was seeing the man’s true self. Ashler concealed his sympathy and spoke bluntly.
“Then why aren’t you happy?”
The words seemed to have an effect, as the war profiteer twisted his lips into a smile again.
“No, I am happy. I’ve got more time to uncover the final secret.”
“What secret?”
“His Majesty’s secret.”
“What? What do you mean by that?”
Was there really a secret about Karas important enough to intrigue the war profiteer?
Ashler wanted to ask more, but the war profiteer, with a sneer, took another step back.
“You’d better stay close to His Majesty until then. Then, you’ll find out. But more importantly.”
Trailing off, he frowned as he looked at the closed door once again and asked.
“Did something happen to His Majesty? Perhaps an issue with the black potion?”
“Why?”
“He seems different from usual. He suddenly said something out of the blue.”
“What did he say?”
The war profiteer raised his eyes and looked at Ashler. Then, in an unusually serious tone, he repeated the words Karas had said.
“I am very kind.”
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Although the King’s Heart was likely to return by evening along with the black potion, Ashler was more concerned about Karas’ current condition. Not only did he experience heightened sexual desire and hallucinations that created false memories, but he was now also talking nonsense?
Since there had been no other notable symptoms, he hadn’t thought it was serious, but could Karas already be too addicted and mentally deteriorated beyond help?
His eyes, which showed all kinds of worries, must have been evident to the other person. Today, as Karas was about to enter the Dragon’s Forest alone, he suddenly stopped walking and looked back at Ashler, who stood at the border.
“What is it?”
“Pardon?”
Ashler, immersed in worry, was startled and asked again. Karas tilted his head to the side.
“You’ve had the look of someone with something to say since earlier.”
Although Ashler often appeared as though he had something to say, Karas had never paid attention before.
Is his mind really affected by the black potion?
Ashler concealed his anxiety and nodded. There was indeed a lot he wanted to say.
“Yes. First of all, I wanted to ask if you plan to visit Lord Abel again tonight and have a pleasant time.”
“…Why?”
He seemed slightly flustered by the question, but it wasn’t certain. Ashler, seeking to find out more, answered honestly.
“Because I heard that last night, Your Majesty tore Lord Abel’s clothes and forcibly took his gen1tals despite his lack of memory.”
At that moment, Karas’ eyes narrowed.
“So? Are you saying I did something wrong?”
Ashler lowered his head but didn’t back down.
“Absolutely not. As Lord Abel is your Regas, it is natural for you to take his body if you wish. However—”
When he paused for a moment and pretended to hesitate, Karas couldn’t wait and asked.
“However?”
Ashler raised his eyes with a worried expression, as if on cue.
“However, I was curious. Tonight, I was wondering if you will be employing the method to achieve the highest satisfaction during intercourse.”
Highest satisfaction?
His fierce gray eyes quickly turned vacant, revealing an unspoken ‘What is that?’ Ashler, pretending not to notice Karas’ confusion, smiled lightly.
“Of course, Your Majesty must already know it.”
“…”
“Will Your Majesty use it tonight?”
“…Yes.”
It was a lie even a child could see through. However, Ashler, with a gentle smile, didn’t hold back his praise.
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