## Chapter 230 – #51_People Trapped In The Past (6)
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1.
There was no table in Eloa’s house, so the conversation took place at the kitchen table.
Between the two of them was a bottle of whiskey and two glasses.
It seemed like this would make the conversation more comfortable, and they naturally ended up drinking.
Since the situation was so awkward, it was probably better than being sober.
“Ahem….”
“Cough, cough….”
Both Siwoo and Eloa emptied their glasses twice in a row without saying a word.
Even just being caught masturbating was embarrassing enough, but to have shown off the moment of a full-on ejaculation inside her was a bit much, even for Siwoo.
Especially since, less than an hour later, he was facing an uninvited audience alone…
“I’m… sorry.”
Eloa fiddled with the hem of her dress, clutching it and then letting it go as she spoke.
Her shoulders, which were always held straight, were now slumped, as if she had lost her spirit.
Her eyes, which always looked directly at Siwoo, were now swirling around the glass.
“It’s okay. I believe that you didn’t do it with bad intentions, Duchess.”
“That’s…”
“Didn’t you come because you thought there was an attack? That’s why you were carrying your ceremonial weapon. You thought I was in danger and were trying to help me, right?”
“Ah….”
The moment she heard Siwoo’s words, Eloa was struck with a shock as if she had been hit on the head.
The moment she felt the magical energy wave.
Eloa hadn’t considered the possibility of an attacker at all.
All she could think about was her suspicion of Siwoo.
She had said she would trust him, but when an anomaly occurred, she was the first to look at Siwoo with suspicion.
If that hadn’t been the case, she wouldn’t have been sneaking around like a cat to spy on him.
“Um… wasn’t that it?”
Eloa hesitated, even though he had created an easy way for her to explain.
Looking at her, Siwoo realized that his guess was a little off.
“That’s not it.”
Eloa lowered her head, looking even more ashamed.
“Then…”
Eloa barely managed to make eye contact with Siwoo.
Her eyes were shaking like tea leaves in a cup of hot tea.
Only then did Siwoo seem to get a rough idea of what was going on.
A vague guess became a reality.
“You didn’t trust me, did you?”
“I’m sorry.”
Come to think of it, he hadn’t given Eloa any proper explanation.
Still, he thought that he had gained some trust since he had certified his identity and was even learning martial arts…
“As you said, I was suspicious of you.”
“I think it’s reasonable. You already said that you came to the apartment below to keep an eye on me. …I understand, but it still leaves a bitter taste in my mouth.”
Logically, Siwoo could understand Eloa’s actions.
If her only target for revenge was dead (or missing), and Siwoo was the only remaining connection, it would be a reasonable choice to keep a close watch on him.
But emotionally, it was a little different.
To think that Tiferet, who had treated him to a nice meal and shared her pain with him just half a day ago, was still looking at him with prejudiced eyes…
Honestly, it was a bit of a shock.
“I’m sorry… I also believe in you, or rather, I want to believe in you.”
“It’s not easy. I hope the day will come when we can clear up the misunderstanding.”
“No. This time, it was my fault.”
Eloa suddenly reached out her hand.
And she gently touched the back of Siwoo’s hand, which was not holding a glass.
It wasn’t a tight grip, just a light touch.
“I lost my reason for a moment. I don’t even understand why I had such a biased thought. I did something terrible to you. I have no intention of making excuses.”
Tiferet’s restless emotions were conveyed to him.
This might be a bit of an overestimation, but it felt like she didn’t want to be hated.
“It’s okay. I can understand your feelings, Duchess.”
Siwoo replied in a gentle voice and lightly covered Eloa’s trembling hand.
The shock was still there, but he didn’t intend to be harsh with Eloa.
There was no need to make her suffer by showing his discomfort, as she was already in enough pain.
“Can I have some more to drink? I think I need more explanation.”
Eloa’s expression, which had been on the verge of tears, relaxed slightly at Siwoo’s gentle words.
“But I would like you to keep our conversation here a secret.”
“I swear on my Tiferet’s name.”
What Siwoo conveyed was as follows.
For some reason, he could absorb and amplify magical power through intercourse and return it.
Sharon was in a state of weakened hierarchy due to incomplete succession.
To overcome this, she was having regular intercourse with Siwoo as part of her treatment.
It was a series of conversations that made him feel quite embarrassed, even after saying it.
“Is that really true?”
As expected, Eloa’s eyes widened and blinked.
Then, she muttered to herself as if her head was in a mess.
“I know that a small amount of magic is generated when a man ejaculates… but if it’s a wave that can penetrate a concealment field, what on earth is going on…”
Siwoo’s answer was similar to his previous explanation.
It meant an answer at the level of ‘Isn’t it amazing? I’m amazed too. I don’t know why it happens.’
Siwoo himself didn’t know why this was happening.
“I understand. So that’s why. You don’t know how it happened?”
“Yes, as I said.”
“Hmm… I understand for now.”
Eloa nodded with an expression that seemed to understand but not quite.
She took a small sip of her drink and looked at Siwoo with a cautious gaze.
“Then, I have something I want to say too…”
“Yes, please do.”
The sun had completely risen.
The morning sunlight, which had crept into the kitchen, tinged Eloa’s cheeks red.
After having some time to calmly organize her thoughts, the image of the two people intertwined like mating snakes came to her mind clearly.
“About what happened today… I mean, about witnessing your and Miss Evergreen’s healing act… I want to apologize.”
Eloa smiled wryly as if she was embarrassed while speaking.
“For some reason, I keep having to apologize to you.”
“It’s okay, I don’t mind. But Sharon is a little, well, very upset.”
“I will go and apologize to her properly.”
“I don’t think that’s a good idea… I’ll deliver the apology for you.”
“Is that so?”
Eloa tilted her head.
But there was no doubt that this was the best course of action.
If Eloa went to Sharon to apologize, Sharon would probably be horrified and hate Eloa even more.
No matter how much she tried to sugarcoat it, it would still be an apology like, ‘I’m sorry for seeing your sex scene,’ wouldn’t it?
Anyway, now that he had explained the situation, it was time to work on restoring Sharon’s honor.
“I would also like to say something for Miss Sharon’s honor… about the last line you heard, Duchess. What Sharon said.”
“It was really an accident… I’ve already forgotten it, so don’t worry about it…”
Eloa, who had been barely managing a smile, suddenly lowered her head.
She was secretly glad that she hadn’t brought Sharon with her.
If she had seen that reaction, she would have immediately burst into tears, smashed the window, and jumped out.
The fact that she immediately answered without even mentioning what exactly she said meant that it was deeply ingrained in her mind and that she was embarrassed.
“I told her to say that.”
Therefore, Siwoo declared confidently.
He decided to take some of the arrows of shame that could be directed at Sharon.
Eloa’s eyes widened and shook wildly.
“Th-that… vulgar line, no, that slip of the tongue… are you saying that you directly ordered that embarrassing line?”
“Yes.”
He considered adding, ‘Because it’s so hot,’ but decided against it.
A scene where he sacrificed himself to prevent shame, wouldn’t Sharon shed tears of emotion if she saw this?
But it was more embarrassing than he had imagined.
Now, in Eloa’s eyes, Siwoo would look like a shameless man who made women say obscene things during sex.
Eloa, who had shown a moment of surprise, smiled.
Was this the right time to smile?
Siwoo, who had expected contempt or at least an awkward distance, was quite taken aback.
“You’re not good at lying.”
“What? I’m not lying.”
“I see.”
Eloa, who had seen through his lie at once, smiled and got up from her seat.
“Go and comfort her. As you said, it seems like it would be awkward for both of us if I went. Instead, I promise to keep this a secret. Please also tell her that I’m sorry.”
“Yes, I understand. And I’m sorry, but in the future, when you visit, could you please not come over the balcony… and ring the doorbell?”
“I will certainly do so.”
Eloa held out her pinky finger to Siwoo.
Siwoo stared blankly at the finger.
It was quite a childish gesture, unlike the behavior that Tiferet had shown so far.
Eloa, who had been watching Siwoo’s reaction, seemed to come to her senses and quietly lowered her hand.
“I’m sorry, I always did this when I made promises with Lapi…”
“It’s okay. I promise.”
The two people’s fingers were tightly intertwined.
2.
Even after Siwoo left, Eloa continued to drink alone.
In the witch world, all sorts of amazing and bizarre things happened, but he was a unique existence among them.
To think that he could copy magic through intercourse, and that the amplified pure magic would act as a catalyst to revive the incompletely inherited mark.
“Anyway….”
Eloa had dedicated her entire life to honing her magic.
After Lapi died, she had been running forward only to fulfill her wish and revenge.
She hadn’t paid attention to anything else, and therefore, seeing a man and woman copulating was also a first for her.
Of course, she had never done anything like that with a man herself.
In short, she was following the typical life path of a rigid witch.
“Hmm….”
It was a rather embarrassing sight.
The difference between the common sense she knew in her head and the scene she had seen with her own eyes was quite shocking.
Was it because of the alcohol?
Normally, she would have immediately dismissed such vulgar recollections.
But today, it wasn’t easy.
Eloa was thinking about the scene of Sharon and Siwoo merging on the bed.
Sharon lying face down and Siwoo half-pressing down on her.
His thick, large object that had penetrated between her legs stood out particularly clearly.
It wasn’t exactly because of lust.
In the first place, Eloa had never felt lust for a man or a woman.
Therefore, what she was feeling was a hint of curiosity.
It was more surprising than she had known that such a large object could enter such a small hole.
And then there was Sharon’s expression, which was as if she was intoxicated by a sweet pleasure, like she was on drugs.
She recalled how her beauty, which she had thought was pure, was distorted like a beast.
What kind of pleasure was it that made her lose herself so much without even knowing who was coming?
Eloa began to ponder a fact that she had never been curious about before.
“Let’s stop.”
Eloa shook her head, pouring the alcohol into her mouth.
Thinking any more than this would be rude to both Miss Evergreen and Shin Siwoo.
Let’s forget today’s memories.
Eloa made that resolution.
“Hmm….”
Eloa, resting her chin on her hand again, was lost in thought.
It seemed that completely forgetting the memories would be difficult.
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This is the male protagonist Shin Siwoo from the witch city, drawn by Kim Goongdung-nim!
I never imagined that fan art of Siwoo would come in…!
The atmosphere, which somehow reminds me of Galaxy Express 999, is very much to my liking!!
I wish I looked like this too, I’ll say it again with a renewed sense of gratitude!!!
