CHAPTER 111: WHISPERS BEHIND CLOSED DOORS

Talcott snorted and brushed him off with an arrogant smirk, clearly not taking him seriously.

"Well, fine then. Let’s see just how prepared you really are," Talcott said as he stood up from his chair.

At that moment, Shiao Yi also heard several other people getting up from parts of the room that were out of his sight. Most likely aides or royal guards.

As the group began moving toward the door, Shiao Yi gently closed the one he had been peeking through. At the same time, he heard the soft click of the hallway door’s lock being released.

Without hesitation, Shiao Yi teleported.

...

"Well, that’s about how it felt."

Shiao Yi gave his report to Dominic. He had just teleported to Dominic’ location. He had already memorized Dominic’ thought pattern, so he could always connect to him. Without much effort, he recognized Dominic’ presence and teleported right next to him.

"So, the Dalmasca army is finally about to move," Dominic said.

They were currently in a guest room inside Chelmsford’ mansion, one that had been provided for Dominic.

The tea was already set on the table and for some reason, Shiao Yi was sitting on Dominic’ lap. And still, he hadn’t been allowed to change out of the maid outfit.

"The three consuls don’t trust each other at all. They’re far from being united."

Talcott, the top consul, was afraid of being pushed out by the second or third in line.

Weskham, the second consul, clearly wanted to overthrow Talcott and take the top position for himself.

Libertus, the third consul, seemed to be working with Weskham, but it also looked like neither Talcott nor Weskham took him very seriously.

"I stirred up a little more anxiety in them. With just a little push, I think things could fall apart surprisingly easily."

Shiao Yi had planted the feeling of unease in their minds—just enough to increase the pressure.

Since the emotions were sent along with the natural flow of their thoughts, they wouldn’t recognize them as being influenced from outside.

They’d simply think those worries came from within their own minds.

If he tried to shove a large amount of fear or doubt into them all at once, they’d probably notice something was off.

This much was good for a start.

"D-Dominic! Wait, stop that!"

Dominic’s hand, which had been gently stroking Shiao Yi’s leg while he sat on his lap without caution, slowly slipped under the pink skirt.

"I was curious about what’s underneath," Dominic said. "Shiao, you’re so cute. You’ve been walking around the castle dressed like this, haven’t you? Didn’t anyone call out to you or trying to flirting with you?"

"Of course not! You’re the only one who does stuff like this, Dominic! Stop it! You’ll wrinkle the outfit—I still need to wear it again!"

Dominic’s playful hand lifted the skirt and the petticoat together.

The long underwear reaching to Shiao Yi’s knees was exposed.

It was thin, soft, and even had lace at the hem.

His cheeks turned red.

"Don’t look! Dressing like a girl is embarrassing!"

"It’s refreshing. You look cute like this too, Shiao Yi."

"I hate it, okay? I’m only doing this because it’s part of my job, so I’m putting up with it!"

Dominic gave him a sad look. His face didn’t change much, but his eyes looked downcast, quietly expressing something.

A sharp, prickling pain hit Shiao Yi’s chest... No! He couldn’t give in. If he did, he’d end up dressing like a girl all the time.

"Even if you make that face, it won’t work! I’m a guy, and I’m not a kid!"

"Then... does that mean, just for now is okay...?"

Why was Dominic suddenly whispering with such a serious expression? Before Shiao Yi could react, he was lifted off the ground.

Dominic carried him straight to the bed in the back of the room.

—Wait, wait, wait! It’s still bright outside!

Dominic still had that same ridiculous strength. No matter how much Shiao Yi struggled, he couldn’t move an inch.

Dominic kissed him, easily pinning down his resistance.

He started touching Shiao Yi’s chest through the clothes.

And as the deep kiss melted his thoughts away, Dominic undid the buttons on his chest.

"You’re so cute, Shiao. Why do you seducing me with that kind of face?" Dominic whispered.

He said that while staring at Shiao Yi, whose apron dress had slipped off one shoulder, his chest partly exposed in a disheveled state.

But did Dominic even realize what kind of face he was making?

That strong, heated gaze of a man, combined with a seductive smile—Shiao Yi felt like a fish laid out on a cutting board. A fish in love... No, this wasn’t the time for dumb jokes.

He already didn’t have the strength to fight back, and if Dominic kept going any further, Shiao Yi felt like he’d—

But Dominic wasn’t the type to stop at "just this much." Once he got going, he didn’t know how to hold back. Ever since he realized he didn’t need to be polite with Shiao Yi, his self-restraint had only gotten worse.

Now Dominic had lifted up the skirt and was admiring the sight of Shiao Yi wearing frilly, knee-length girl’s underwear.

Shiao Yi felt like his face was going to catch fire.

"Don’t look! It’s embarrassing!"

He squirmed while rubbing his legs together in protest, but Dominic’s gaze only grew hotter.

What had he done to awaken the beast in this man?

Dominic suddenly pulled Shiao Yi’s underwear down to his knees.

Seeing how Shiao Yi was already reacting to the embarrassing treatment, the kisses, and the touching from earlier, Dominic gave a sly smile—then took it into his mouth.

—Whoa! Is he seriously doing this while I still have my clothes on?! It’s going to get messy! That’s why—no! I said no!

The golden-haired man’s head disappeared under the skirt of the apron dress.

The fact that this beautiful man was doing that to him under his lifted skirt—it looked so sinful, so visual, so incredibly erotic.