Chapter 52: Qin Chu or Jie Luo?
Qin Chu stared at the empty vial rolling on the floor, his mind reeling.
Was Ekaterina truly this… undisciplined?
He was curious to see the potion’s effects.
He snapped his fingers, summoning a small flame that melted the glass, leaving no trace. He didn’t want Loseweisse to find any clues.
Perhaps she was truly drunk. After consuming the potion, Ekaterina remained silent, her head resting against his back, her breathing slow and even. She seemed to have fallen asleep.
Only Shaye, hovering above him, her face twisted into a mischievous grin, watched Ekaterina with keen interest.
At her peak, Shaye’s power had been immense. The Eternal Monarch, Nagath, might have been the Demon King in name, but she had been his equal in strength.
The entire Hero Squad, excluding Qin Chu, wouldn’t have been a match for her.
But opportunities to experiment on a Valkyrie like Ekaterina were rare.
The original Stunning Love hadn’t satisfied her. And time was running out.
She was eager to see the results of her modifications, the enhanced version of the potion.
Witches, after all, loved to experiment, whether with magic or potions.
Ekaterina wasn’t asleep.
She was awake.
But her mind was hazy, her head pounding. The sweet drink she had found in Qin Chu’s pocket had intensified the alcohol’s effects.
Her thoughts felt sluggish, her movements clumsy.
Every step filled her with a sense of instability, the world spinning around her.
It should have been unpleasant, but… she found it strangely comforting. She felt like she was floating on a cloud, drifting effortlessly on the wind.
Her alcohol tolerance seemed to have decreased.
A few barrels of liquor wouldn’t have affected her before.
She felt hot, her body burning with a feverish intensity. The heat made her restless, her thoughts racing.
And then… a wave of sadness washed over her, an emptiness that made her want to cry, as if a part of her soul was missing. She didn’t understand why she felt this way.
She glanced at the man carrying her, his broad back, his tall frame… He seemed to overlap with a figure from her memories, a phantom from her past.
She tightened her grip on his chest, her fingers tracing the outline of his muscles beneath his shirt. His body felt cool, a welcome contrast to the burning sensation within her.
She held him tighter, refusing to let go.
She wanted to stay with him forever… forever…
She smiled, a blissful smile. She was happy… so happy… but… it wasn’t enough.
She felt a void within her, a gaping hole in her soul that yearned to be filled.
Qin Chu ignored her movements, attributing them to her drunken state.
After over an hour, they reached the small gate near the residence.
The guard, still faithfully performing his duty, stood at attention, awaiting their return.
He sighed with relief as they approached. His shift was almost over.
If his superiors discovered that he had allowed Qin Chu to leave the residence, he would be severely punished. He had taken a considerable risk for that one thousand Mana.
He opened the gate without a word, urging them to enter quickly.
The guards stationed outside Qin Chu’s bedroom were changing shifts.
He seized the opportunity, slipping inside, depositing Ekaterina on the bed.
He glanced at her. She was a fierce warrior, her personality more masculine than most men.
But when drunk, she seemed… softer, more feminine.
She wasn’t as delicate and graceful as Loseweisse, but her features were undeniably attractive. Combined with her impressive physique, she was a man’s dream, a true beauty… as long as she kept her mouth shut. Her personality, however, was a major deterrent.
Even now, lying on the bed, her body writhing like a serpent, her cheeks flushed, her eyes hazy with desire, her lips slightly parted… she was alluring.
Qin Chu felt a flicker of arousal, a purely physical response, devoid of any emotional attachment.
He adjusted his expression, feigning confusion and annoyance, as he headed towards the door.
Ekaterina, hearing his footsteps, watched him retreat, the emptiness within her intensifying.
It was a painful ache, bringing tears to her eyes.
The door creaked open.
Six guards stood outside.
“Ah, is it your shift, Nikles?” Qin Chu asked, forcing a smile.
Nikles, his posture impeccable, his dark skin gleaming in the moonlight, his green eyes filled with surprise, replied, “Hero-sama, you’ve been training diligently all afternoon. Why not rest? If you need anything, just ask us…”
“Oh, no, no, Nikles, you misunderstand,” Qin Chu said, shaking his head.
“You know Lady Ekaterina. She loves her liquor. She’s… well, she’s drunk. And she’s… she’s taken over my room, my bed. I need to find another place to sleep… The smell of alcohol is unbearable.”
Nikles understood.
They had all heard about Ekaterina’s legendary drinking habits.
But he hadn’t expected her to get drunk and occupy the Hero’s room on her first night… If she wasn’t so powerful, she wouldn’t even be qualified to be the Hero’s companion.
He gave Qin Chu a sympathetic look.
“I hope you find a comfortable room, Hero-sama. Perhaps Angelica’s room would be suitable…”
He winked, his meaning clear. The other guards chuckled, their expressions knowing.
Even Qin Chu smiled.
But then, a sound, a stumbling, hurried gait, accompanied by the scent of alcohol, interrupted them. Someone grabbed his shirt.
He turned. It was Ekaterina.
But something was different. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes hazy with desire, her lips slightly parted, her breath warm against his skin.
Her chest heaved as she struggled to catch her breath.
“Don’t go…”
She pulled him back into the room, slamming the door shut. The guards outside exchanged bewildered glances.
They envied the Hero. Such luck was beyond their reach.
The Hero and a member of the Hero Squad, the Valkyrie Ekaterina…
This wasn’t something they should get involved in.
Qin Chu, dragged back to the bedside, was still confused. Before he could speak, Ekaterina’s arms wrapped around his neck.
Her lips, hot and demanding, crashed against his.
He heard her breathless whispers between kisses:
“Jie Luo, love me…”
Jie Luo?
She was so drunk that she had mistaken him for Jie Luo?
If he truly loved her, hearing another man’s name at this moment would have enraged him.
But Qin Chu… he felt a thrill of excitement, a perverse sense of satisfaction.
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