Bermuda Chapter 306

The gaze that bore into him with heavily constricted pupils sohow gave him an eerie feeling.

"...A vampire?"

Hugo asked back at the sudden question, while slightly leaning his upper body backward. It wasn't because the distance was close. Although Leonardo was clearly looking at him, it felt like he was piercing through to sowhere even deeper.

Moreover, when he glanced down at the strange sensation, he noticed that the bandaged hand had sohow beco entwined with his palm, subtly caressing his wrist. It was a touch that could be mistaken for a sign of seduction, but Hugo knew what this action ant.

It was similar to when he had pulled Tergio's arm and rubbed his wrist during their second encounter in Frost territory.

'Is he testing now?'

"You an an immortal being... that lives by sucking blood?"

Hugo recited the commonly known definition of a vampire, even as he harbored doubts. Leonardo's expression as he looked into his face was sowhat suspicious. Even after Hugo finished speaking, he didn't answer for a while.

Hugo asked again.

"So this vampire being took your blood?"

Putting together all the facts presented so far, the vampire referred to as 'that bastard' was the only person who could extort the precious blood of the war hero. This was done secretly within the imperial army, so anyone capable of doing this would have to be at least at the executive level of the military.

Of course, it wasn't clear whether the vampire Leonardo ntioned was a real blood-drinking being, or if it was a nickna like Kazad that had been given to him. Either possibility existed. Although the number of different races had decreased, they hadn't died out completely, and if it was the latter, the other party would have to have enough power to divert blood in utmost secrecy...

"Leonardo?"

At that mont, Leonardo's complexion suddenly worsened. He leaned back against the chair and covered his mouth with both hands, starting to breathe heavily to the point of wheezing.

Hugo, taken aback, tilted his head to look up at his crumpled eyes.

"Leo, what's wrong?"

"...I think I'm going to throw up."

A small mumble slipped through the gaps between his fingers. He squeezed his eyes shut as if in pain and hunched his shoulders, focusing on his breathing.

Oh no, it seems he had dug too deep into the trauma. Fearing that yesterday's situation might repeat itself, Hugo lifted the entire chair Leonardo was sitting on, moved it away from the table, and took out a handkerchief from his inner pocket.

"Do you want to throw up? It's okay if you do."

As if he would catch it with his hands if Leonardo vomited, Hugo held out his palm wrapped in the handkerchief. However, Leonardo shook his head and did his best to suppress the nausea rising in his throat.

"...I don't want to."

Yesterday's experience of vomiting with all the blood rushing to his face was as painful as cutting his palm with glass shards. But contrary to his will, his abdon kept expanding and contracting, as if preparing to vomit. Leonardo pushed away the outstretched hand with his forearm and turned his whole body away from the table.

The red syrup mixed with strawberry pulp on the soufflé plate looked like viscous blood flowing from crushed human flesh. Leonardo curled up at the terrible scenes flashing through his mind. He tried to shake off the red color that kept trying to invade his thoughts and focus on the white roses—to think of sothing good.

Sensing sothing was amiss, the mbers imdiately tried to approach the two, but Hugo, realizing that Leonardo needed ti to calm down, waved them off.

Eventually, he stood up and adjusted the parasol's position to match the sun's movent. He filled an empty cup with lukewarm water, then patted Leonardo's shoulder while taking out a powdered sedative.

The occasional north wind that blew through shook the garden's foliage. Just the fact that it was a wind coming from the north made Leonardo flinch.

"..."

After about 10 minutes had passed like this, whether due to the mind control taking effect or not, the trembling subsided and his stomach beca relatively stable. However, it took quite a while longer for him to accept the cup Hugo handed him and bring it to his lips.

"Are you okay?"

Leonardo slowly shook his head at Hugo, who asked with a worried face. He barely managed to swallow enough water to push down the gastric juices that had risen to his throat, but even that was a very small amount.

Feeling that if he drank any more, it might overflow, he handed the cup back to Hugo.

Refreshing juice, soft pancakes. It was a sha, but today they were as good as finished already.

"...I can't eat that."

"You can eat it next ti."

Hugo stroked Leonardo's hair, then sat down beside him and sighed. As he caressed the pale fingertips protruding from the bandage, they felt colder than usual.

Despite having been warned by the counselor, his actions, fixated on the 'secret,' felt naive.

'I'll have to be careful for a while.'

It seed that asking too directly, expecting to find out sothing, was the root of the problem. Hugo touched his lips with a complicated expression.

Still, it wasn't as if he hadn't gained any information at all. Although it was oddly 'easy' to get an answer, hadn't he roughly figured out the cause of the blood draw trauma? He hadn't properly heard what this important vampire was, but it seed he had gathered clues worth investigating further. It's not like this was the only opportunity.

'But... what was that?'

Hugo handed the handkerchief to Leonardo and gently comforted him.

"There's no need to push yourself."

Leonardo, who had tidied his mouth with the handkerchief, looked up at Hugo with tired eyes.

"Okay."

Staring at his drooping eyes, Hugo felt ✧ NоvеIight ✧ (Original source) a disconnect from the golden eyes he had faced earlier. Although there might not have been any other intention behind the way he’d fiddled with his wrist, those eyes certainly seed to be watching his reaction.

As if deliberately leaking a small amount of information and testing him.

"So, why did you make take the sleeping pill in the transport vehicle?"

Leonardo, who had barely suppressed his nausea, shifted the turn as if to indicate his answer was over. Hugo, who was about to sink into contemplation, quickly returned to reality at his question.

After a brief pause, he opened his mouth with the air of having no particular aning:

"It wasn't a sleeping pill, but a sleep inducer. I thought it would be better for a patient to wake up and imdiately arrive at the destination."

Hugo spoke as if he had done it out of consideration for him. It wasn't a lie.

"Of course, that too was regardless of your will, so I fully understand your anxiety. It was my fault for not asking your opinion beforehand. Please forgive ."

As always, he said it in a solemn tone and held out his hand with a calm gaze. Staring at the Commander asking for his forgiveness, Leonardo narrowed his eyes, trying to discern the truth.

"...Really?"

"Of course—"

If he confessed that so force had been chasing him, the peace they had just regained might be shattered again. For Leonardo's stability, and for the sake of their relationship, Hugo decided to be a bad adult who lied once more. He intended to reveal the truth when the ti was right—but at least not now.

Leonardo, who had shown clear signs of hesitation, only withdrew his overtly suspicious gaze after staring into Hugo's eyes for a long ti. Then he gently placed his hand on Hugo's palm, which had been outstretched for quite a while. The warm palm, hiding its coldness, caressed him affectionately. A gentle smile spread across his firm lips.

"From now on, I'll explain to you one by one what each prescribed dicine is for. This won't happen again. I'm sorry for confusing you."

Hugo offered a sincere promise. Facing him, Leonardo was half convinced that this man knew nothing about vampires.

Yes, that's fine then. At least it didn't seem like there was any other intention in giving him the dicine.

Of course, the fact that he had tried to proceed with the blood draw without saying anything established that he thought of Leonardo as an uncontrollable child... Leonardo, recalling the snow-white examination room covered in blood, had to admit that he was nothing more than a dangerous being here.

'I must have been like a beast.'

A ti bomb that clings to past events and frequently has seizures. He knew that the more this happened, the harder it beca for both himself and Agrizendro.

He hated himself for constantly trying to doubt when this person was the only one he could rely on now. He felt ashad and sorry. But the words wouldn't co easily.

Leonardo furrowed his brows, conflicted, as he recalled his behavior at that ti. Then, unconsciously caressing Hugo's hand, he asked with his head bowed low:

"How's Flynn?"

Hugo's eyebrows twitched at the suddenly ntioned na. He imdiately recalled Flynn blocking Leonardo with his whole body during the bloodshed.

"He's very healthy. No injuries at all."

"..."

"He's probably working right now... Why don't you say hello to him later?"

As Hugo suggested with a gentle smile, Leonardo nodded, hiding his embarrassnt.

Then his gaze traveled up Hugo's forearm and shoulder, covered by his uniform. After scanning his upper body, he fixed his gaze on the blue eyes that were particularly difficult to et today.

"What about you?"

His eyes, looking up furtively as if he knew he'd done wrong, were very clear. Unlike before, his expression was full of apology, as if he were worried about having hit him rcilessly with his fists.

It was completely different from when he had been staring intently. Hugo quietly looked into the abyss hidden in Leonardo's pupils.

Originally, he had intended to answer that it was okay—aning he hoped Leonardo wouldn't worry about it—but as he looked down at the face so pretty it made him chuckle, he rembered the mont when he had let him go, deceived by this face.

This guy was so accomplished at acting that he could even deceive Hugo himself. So it might be aningless to think alone about what that look in his eyes earlier had ant.

Hugo deliberately relaxed his mouth.

"It's okay since you're safe."