Vanguard of the Eternal Night (BL)(Complete)

Chapter 40

Chapter 40 - Would You Like Another One?

The author has something to say:

In case some readers have forgotten:

Incubi are creatures that absorb human energy to live.

They would kabedon their victim, give them a kiss, and then ask “Would you like another kiss?”.

Due to their extreme charm, most victims are unable to resist the incubi’s temptation and will open their mouths to ask for the next kiss, and then…

And then they’ll be sucked dry _(:зゝ∠)_
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Tyron wondered how this child could be so interesting.

Tyron pressed one hand on the door frame and leaned his body forward, secretly caging Victor within his embrace as his smile gradually deepened. “How well do you know me? Yet you dare speak about ‘like’?”

He bowed his head, his gaze intersecting with Victor’s.

The distance was so small that Victor could almost feel Tyron’s breath. His face quickly turned red, and he couldn’t speak at all for half a beat.

“Have you clearly seen what type of person the one you claim to like is? Was it because I was kind to you in the library, so you mistakenly thought I was gentle? Or was it because, at other times, I spoke a few more sentences to you, and you received the wrong message?” Tyron spoke slowly.

If Victor’s speech had been quick and warm, then Tyron’s words were probing and deep.

His dark golden eyes were always at half-mast. He never argued with anyone and always did everything on his own at an unhurried, measured pace––Victor used to think that this was a type of elegant aloofness, but now he suddenly discovered that it was because Tyron had experienced all the vicissitudes of life.

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“What kind of ‘like’ is this liking of yours?” Tyron continued lazily, “Is it the type where you see a puppy on the side of the road and find it very cute, so you want to keep it close to please you, or is it the type where you’ve looked at some commodity in the store window for a very long time and want to have it as your own more and more every day?”

Victor wanted to say: It’s not like that… It shouldn’t be like that!

But for some inexplicable reason, his throat suddenly closed up, and he abruptly realized that he really didn’t know Tyron as well as he had thought.

At the very least, everyone in this era spoke about ‘like’ so lightly, starting and ending relationships on a whim. They treat it like they were just giving it a try, thinking that at the worst they would only hurt each other and their respective families. So, even if they had already started a family, they could separate due to a single jarring disagreement––

But Tyron wasn’t that kind of person.

Tyron was a person who treated feelings that seriously.

Victor’s nose suddenly felt sour, but it wasn’t because Tyron’s words had hurt him. It was because he felt ashamed all of a sudden––Tyron had accurately described a frivolousness that the people of this era were proud of when they should have felt ashamed instead.

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And when Tyron spoke those words he truly hadn’t intended to hurt Victor.

He reached out his hand and flicked his finger against Victor’s forehead lightly, “Child, how young are you now? Don’t focus all of your passion on another person so early. You were born from a noble family and have inherited a wealth of very good emotional relationships. Be a little more rational and use it for people who are worthwhile. You will have a very happy life that way.”