Chapter 35

  Because they were pushed away, Drakkel found it difficult to keep his balance and both he and Rillian Adore fell forward.

  With how heavy Rillian Adore was, especially with the added weight of his sword, it took some effort for Drakkel to lift them both up.

  After he did though, he realized that his mind was now clear/

  A few minutes later, the young girl who claimed to be the owner of the brothel returned.

  “It's getting late.” She said. “You two should rest here for the night.”

  If Drakkel was still his previous self, he wouldn't dare stay at such a place. But he was a different person now. His reputation didn't matter anymore. He was more worried about Rillian Adore's.

  “I’m afraid it wouldn't be appropriate.” He replied.

  The girl shook her head. “Nonsense. We couldn't possibly let you leave without repaying you for ridding us of that annoying merchant, Wold. Besides, if you're worried about the Golden Blade’s reputation, many people saw what he did. He would only be praised. We can even give a public statement if asked- The Golden Blade happened to be in the area when he heard about a disturbance in our brothel. He ended up saving one of our girls and teaching a corrupt merchant a lesson.”

  Drakkel realized she was right.

  He slightly bowed his head. “Then, how can I refuse your hospitality? Please put us up for the night.”

  The young girl nodded and gestured for Drakkel to follow her.

  As they walked, Rillian Adore was still silent, leaning on Drakkel for support.

  The young girl took a turn and led them down another hallway.

  This hallway, unlike the other, was full of rooms with doors sitting both left and right.

  The girl led them to the third door on the right and gestured to it. “These are our guest quarters. No one is currently staying in them because our customers usually sleep with our girls. This one here is the best. You can stay here for the night.”

  Drakkel bowed his head again. “Thank you.”

  The girl smiled. “Oh and if you need my assistance, just go up to any of the workers and say you are looking for Madam Shila.”

  Drakkel nodded.

  The girl named Shila smiled and wished them well before leaving.

  Once she left, Drakkel entered the room with Rillian Adore. As he looked around, he saw that it was even more extravagant than the one they stayed in at Joyous Encounters.

  The chamber was nearly spotless. The wood on the floor shined under the light of the lamps that hung on the walls. The bed in the middle was large and designed much like the one in the couples suite at the other inn. However, the pillows and set up seemed more suited for one person than two.

  At the wall to the right was a long desk and to the left was a window with a beautiful view.

  There were curtains hanging at its side, but they weren't drawn; so the sight of the moon hanging in the sky was available to see; as were the various buildings that extended into the distance.

  Drakkel dragged Rillian Adore to the bed and set him down. He removed his items and set them on the floor at the side of the bed. When he got to Rillian Adore's sword, he realized exactly how heavy it was.

  The disciples of Golden Peak must have been very strong to be able to swing such a thing around.

  With a little trouble, he took the sword off him and set it against the wall near his items on the floor.

  Once he finished removing his own items, he sat down next to Rillian Adore.

  Now that they were away from the strong scents of the brothel, he could smell the potent scent of alcohol drifting from Rillian Adore's figure.

  Drakkel noticed that beside the bed was a table and that on top sat a ceramic pot.

  He wanted to get Rillian Adore some water and got up from the bed. But before he could get away, a hand gripped him strongly and pulled him backwards.

  Next thing he knew, he was sitting on Rillian Adore’s lap.

  Rillian Adore giggled. “You smell so nice…”

  Drakkel’s heart froze. What did he just say?

  Eyes wide, he tried to shove Rillian Adore away, but he held him tightly.

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  After a few moments of this, Drakkel finally angrily said, “Rillian Adore, let go!”

  Rillian Adore immediately let him go and he got up from his lap.

  Rillian Adore looked up at him, his sharp eyebrows drawn together and eyes clouded.

  Then his lips quivered as tears started to fall down his slightly reddened face.

  He cried “I’m sorry! I’m sorry!”

  Rillian Adore's blushing face combined with his depressed features and innocent brown eyes made him look like a little boy. In fact, if their ages weren't different, one wouldn't be able to tell the difference between him and the child they helped in Immortal Peak!

  Drakkel didn't know whether to laugh or cry. The Golden Blade known for his strength and intimidation sat before him no more threatening than a young child!

  “It’s ok! It really is! See? I’m fine.”

  Rillian Adore looked over at Drakkel, but continued to cry.

  “Ok! How about this? You can make it up to me! Why don't you answer a few questions? I’ll forgive you then!”

  Rillian Adore nodded.

  Drakkel calmed his whirling thoughts. He figured it was a good opportunity to see if he could find out some things he had been wondering.

  “Why did you challenge Drakkel Fin seven years ago?”

  Rillian Adore thought for a moment. He gazed into Drakkel’s eyes and squinted. After a few seconds, his mouth formed a pout.

  He suddenly shook his head and in a toddler-like voice he answered, “Can't tell.”

  Drakkel’s eyebrow twitched. He thought that with how drunk he was, that he would definitely spill some secrets. But maybe he was wrong.

  He tried again. “Why have you been following me for so long?”

  Rillian Adore shook his head.

  “Have you ever been to a brothel before? If so, why?”

  Rillian Adore shook his head.

  Drakkel was getting frustrated now. Did he think this was a game? He hadn’t intended it, but the volume of his voice had gone up a bit. “I thought you wanted to make it up to me! So why won't you answer?!”

  Rillian Adore started to loudly cry again. “Please don't get mad. I didn't mean to!”

  Drakkel felt guilty. He could usually figure out what to do when met with trouble. But at this moment, he didn’t know how to respond as Rillian Adore cried in front of him.

  “I’m sorry! I didn't mean to yell! Look, I've already forgiven you” He frantically said. “So please don't cry!”

  Rillian Adore shook his head, continuing to cry, “You haven't forgiven me and you never will!”

  Drakkel tried to calm him. “I have! I really have!”

  Rillian Adore’s cries were beginning to grate Drakkel's ears.

  He quickly said, “What can I do to prove it?!”

  The volume of Rillian Adore's cries died down to some sniffles.

  Then he looked at Drakkel and shouted, “I want a kiss!”

  He excitedly pointed to his forehead, gazing expectantly at him.

  Drakkel’s face turned red hot. This man was shameless when he was drunk! He wanted to hit him in the face and tell him no, but he also didn't want to deal with his tantrum again.

  He had no choice but to set aside his pride. It was just on the forehead so what harm could there be?

  He went over to Rillian Adore and leaned down to quickly kiss his forehead when Rillian Adore changed their positions and he ended up locking lips with him instead!

  Drakkel quickly pulled away, wiping his mouth and looking down at the drunk Rillian Adore.

  The man was actually smiling and giggling!

  Drakkel was furious! But what else could he do?

  Before he even had the time to fully process what happened, Rillian Adore grabbed him and pulled him into a hug.

  “Time to go to bed!” He said.

  He flipped Drakkel onto the bed, continuing to embrace him.

  Soon after, Drakkel felt Rillian Adore's chest slowly rise and fall, the quiet sounds of his breath escaping his lips.

  He had really fallen asleep, just like that!

  Drakkel softly sighed.

  He wouldn't try to get out this time. He was angry, but he was even more worried.

  It wasn’t Rillian Adore’s fault that he was drunk and blaming him would do nothing but bring unwanted attention to them. After all, If he saddened him again, he might have to explain to the guests of the brothel who it was that was crying so loudly in the room!

  He slowed down.

  Thinking about it now, if Rillian Adore hadn't drunk the wine for him, they might both be in a worse situation.

  He frowned.

  Who knew that the Golden Blade, head disciple of the Golden Peak Swords Clan had such an embarrassing side?

  It was lucky that the founder of his Sword's Clan prohibited the members from drinking. Drakkel closed his eyes.

  There were a few mysteries surrounding Rillian Adore now. First, he incessantly followed him wherever he went, second he wouldn’t reveal why he challenged him seven years ago, and now he just learned from what Pisa Lorvent said that the righteous and powerful Golden Blade might have been regularly frequenting brothels!

  But, though this was the case, Drakkel didn’t think Rillian Adore had malicious intent. After all, he had been sincere towards him since the moment they met each other.

  He didn't want to suspect him, which was why he wanted to hear things from his side. But based on who Rillian Adore was, he wouldn’t speak whether of sane mind or not. His doubts were there but he could do nothing about them now. So, he decided to drop them.

  Besides, If Rillian Adore had any hostile ulterior motives, he had plenty of opportunities to act on them.

  After remembering how he was poisoned, Drakkel had thought that Rillian Adore might have had a hand in it. But spending time with him made him think that he wasn't the cause of his poisoning and his reasons for challenging might have been genuine.

  He shook his head, deciding not to focus on it further. After all, there was still time to find out. The most important thing now was curing his poison.