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Chapter 03. Peculiar Connection (1)
* * *
Rustling.
Dia came out to the garden from the morning and began to jot down the strategy book. An overview of the quest ‘Dangerous Relations’ introducing three strategy characters. Then, the contents of dialogue choices that occurred during the quest. Finally, detailed characteristics of the three individuals she had met in that way.
She wrote everything down without missing a single detail, filling an entire page.
Dia left comments about the game on the next page.
Her mid-term evaluation was positive. As the developers said, the actions of the characters were so intricate that they were no different from real-world humans.
Even if it was an artificial intelligence, there should have been a few awkward moments to appear normal, but even that was not visible.
It was to the extent that either the developer was a genius, or he had sold his soul and made a pact with a god. It seemed like one of the two.
Also, the sensory climax she experienced when it was a bad ending. It surpassed realism and was close to a surreal orgasm.
While writing in her diary, Dia still couldn’t believe the sensation she had at that time.
Would it become certain if she experienced the climax again? Was that really a pleasure possible in the game?
“Lady Dia.”
Royal Secretary Rohard, who had been waiting for Dia’s work to finish from afar, approached her.
In his hand were bundles of neatly bound record papers. They probably contained the personal information of the harem that she had requested the previous day.
“Here’s the list you requested.”
Dia put away her diary and accepted the data. It was a chart she had organized separately for men from the provinces.
Dia planned to select half of them as her harem, as Ahotep had suggested. And she thought of the distance from the capital, Hautsha, as the criterion for dividing the other half.
Those who were close could be sent out of the palace to monitor Dia’s safety, but those from the provinces she couldn’t protect.
Therefore, until the safety of the harem was secured, she intended to keep the provincials close to her.
“How many in total?”
“67 people.”
Dia sighed heavily, chin resting on her hand. There were more people from the provinces than she had anticipated. To reduce them to half, she had no choice but to narrow down the scope.
“How many are from Sapinuwa?” (Sapinuwa, present-day Ortaköy, Turkey. It was one of the religious and administrative centers of the Hittites, serving as a military base and residence for several emperors.)
“There are 18.”
Sapinuwa was a city northeast of Hautsha, not the capital but a major city close to it.
Dia breathed a sigh of relief. Even excluding those from Sapinuwa, there didn’t seem to be a problem.
“That makes 49, then.”
“Yes. Excluding residents of Hautsha and Sapinuwa, there are a total of 49 provincial people and foreigners.”
“Send letters to the families of the 51 people. Inform them that their sons will leave the harem and return home in two days.”
“Understood.”
“You need to ensure the message is properly delivered. Keep a close eye on the postal service.”
“No problem.”
Dia kept her gaze fixed on the list and spoke to Rohard.
“Has the harem been organized?”
“Yes. As you said, the residents from outside Hautsha have been moved to the second palace.”
“Separate them again, including those from Sapinuwa.”
“Yes, I will do so.”
When Dia gestured, Rohard stepped back.
She began to loosen up. It was to prepare to meet her new concubines who had suddenly appeared.
* * *
The harem was located at the farthest end of the palace, with tall trees scattered throughout, making it impossible to see from the palace.
It was a device to familiarize the concubines and reassure the housekeeper, Tawananna. So Dia had never seen the harem before.
She had imagined a splendid building, but in reality, it might be a humble abode.
It was that veiled of a place. It was quite far even from her own palace.
Still, after walking for a while, she finally began to see the entrance gate of the harem.
At that moment, Dia’s shoulders momentarily slumped. It felt a bit unfair. The gate looked sturdier and more majestic than her own palace gate.
[SYSTEM: You have entered the second common route story for characters. Quest is automatically accepted.]
[Quest ‘Peculiar Connection.’ Move to Ana Messenet’s harem.]
[Quest progress: 0/3]
‘As expected….’
As soon as she stood in front of the door, the system notification urged her.
The second quest had begun. It meant that there was the fourth strategy opponent she had been waiting for here.
‘Smooth.’
Dia smiled faintly and pushed open the golden door. As she passed through the arch, the front of the harem palace unfolded before her eyes.
The harem palace was lower in height compared to other buildings, and it didn’t seem to have more than two floors. But it was even larger in area than the palace.
It looked like a paradise that could accommodate 200 people.
And it emitted a faint emerald light, indicating that it wasn’t simply made of stone. It was evidence that expensive gems were used even to make a single brick.
Dia narrowed her eyes and carefully examined the path.
To get to the main palace, she had to cross a gently flowing lake.
After crossing the bridge, a fork in the road opened leading to three palaces, and without any markings, she had to make sure to choose the right one.
Luckily, the bridge wasn’t too long. It was a short bridge that could be crossed in a few seconds with quick steps.
Dia lightly set foot on it. But her footsteps abruptly stopped before surpassing 10 seconds.
Thud!
A dull sound ambushed Dia’s ears. Her vision turned completely dark, and hot, sticky liquid trickled down beside her forehead.
Dia groped her forehead with her fingers, trying to gauge the identity of the liquid. But then, once again, a chilling sound was heard.
Thump!
It was a familiar sensation, a familiar sound. It was the sound she heard more clearly than the prayer when she went to the temple at the beginning of the game.
“Oh, damn it….”
This was the sound of her flesh being sliced by a knife.
* * *
Crack!
Dia opened her eyes. Vivid pain still lingered behind her.
It was unbelievable. This time, she had suddenly died without even a branching point of choice.
The progress was far from smooth.
SYSTEM ERROR: Cause of death unknown.
Warning! Someone has attacked you outside the scenario. Automatically moving to the system’s save point. There will be no save penalty at this time.
It wasn’t a bad ending after all. Dia stared at the notification window that read ‘system error’ for a while.
Since it was a beta version of the game, it wasn’t unusual. It often happened in dating simulations driven by complex algorithms.
However, the content of that error being ‘player’s death’ was a bit peculiar.
Even Dia had never experienced such a thing.
“As you said, those not from Hautsha have been moved to the second palace.”
It was Rohard. Standing in front of Dia with the same lines, the same expression. But there was something different.
It was Dia, her condition.
“Ugh!”
She couldn’t hold back the vomit and had to spill it on the floor. Rohard stepped back in surprise.
“A-Are you okay?”
She wasn’t okay. Even if the game had reset, Dia’s memories remained intact.
The sensation of being hit by a blunt weapon on the back of her head, the horrible pain as the sharp blade pierced Dia’s body—she fell into a state of shock at first.
How could she forget? There were no visible wounds, but the nausea continued.
“I’ll call for a healer.”
“Don’t bother… I’m fine.”
Dia waved her hand to dissuade Rohard.
“Separate those from Sapinuwa again.”
“Yes, understood.”
Rohard headed to the harem faster than the previous time.
Dia sat down for a moment and picked up the jug of water.
As she drank, it felt like some of the memories were being washed away. But tension still gripped Dia’s chest firmly.
“…Ugh.”
Gripping the jug tightly with her hand, Dia gritted her teeth. Survival became her goal once again.
* * *
Dia stood in front of the harem once again. The scenery remained the same, but what she felt was completely different.
Since she couldn’t predict when she would be murdered, Dia had to carefully examine her surroundings even when crossing the door.
Fortunately, there was no one in sight. Then where and how had the assailant appeared?
Dia didn’t have time to hesitate. To enter the main palace of the harem, she had to cross the bridge, the one she had crossed halfway before she died.
Dia steeled her resolve and set foot forward.
“Whew. I’ve made it halfway now.”
Contrary to her expectations, it was eerily quiet. There was no one around.
“What’s going on…?”
It was strange. By this point, she should have been attacked on the bridge. That way, she could confirm his identity and confront him.
Was it really just an error? Dia tilted her head in confusion.
But then it happened.
Thud!
Once again, her vision turned pitch black, and blood flowed profusely from her forehead. The same guy had hit her head in the same way as before.
The only difference was…
Thump!
“This time, it’s my side….”
Dia’s consciousness was abruptly severed.
* * *
Thunk!
SYSTEM ERROR: Cause of death unknown.
Warning! Someone has attacked you outside the scenario. Automatically moving to the system’s save point. There will be no save penalty at this time.
Dia returned to the automatic save point once again. When she opened her eyes, Rohard was looking at her with concern.
“You don’t look well.”
After suppressing the urge to vomit, Dia quickly drank water. Fortunately, this was her third death.
The pain was similar, but she had become accustomed to it. Human adaptability was truly remarkable.
“Rohard.”
“Yes, Dia.”
“You know what to do, right?”
“Yes. I’ll move those from Sapinuwa to the second palace.”
“Good. And….”
Dia quickly checked her attire and wiped her lips.
“Bring me a sword.”
“What?”
“A very sharp sword.”
Dia realized her mistake. She thought everything would go well if she knew and defended against it, but the unidentified assailant always targeted her weaknesses.
So now it was time for her to attack first.
“What are you waiting for? Hurry up!”
“Oh, yes!”
Rohard hurriedly moved at her command. Dia hoped that Rohard’s speed in handling things would be faster than the previous time and drank water again.
* * *
Arriving at the harem and looking at the palace was already the third time.
Dia adjusted her sword low, feeling sick of the same scenery. As she crossed the arch of the harem, the bridge was still visible.
She had shed blood twice there, but the bridge was clean as new.
Dia smiled. This time, she wouldn’t shed blood. She would subdue the one trying to murder her and smoothly progress through the game as the quest instructed.
‘So even if I kill, it’s self-defense.’
Using a knife was a familiar act for Dia.
She had completed dozens of RPGs in the real world and cleared numerous dungeons. For someone like Dia, controlling the situation wasn’t difficult.
The problem was securing her line of sight. Even she couldn’t defeat enemies she couldn’t see.
Dia stood on the bridge once again. If his attack followed the same pattern as last time, he would undoubtedly strike her from above.
Dia closed her eyes and focused on the sound. Finally, she began to sense the subtle movements that had been concealed from her view.
Swoosh…
It wasn’t the sound of wind rustling through the waves, but something else.
Dia opened her eyes that had been closed and swiftly moved her wrist.
Why hadn’t she noticed before? The man had been lurking under the bridge, waiting for Dia to come.
‘He’s right behind me!’
Dia quickly bent her waist and thrust her blade forward.
There was someone there. A man wearing a thin Gala Skirt.
He was trying to strike her on the back of her head with the hilt of his knife. However, due to Dia lowering her posture, the attack became futile.
Dia swiftly stabbed the man’s ankle with her knife.
“Ugh!”
The man’s body collapsed to the side, hitting the railing.
If she pushed now, the man would fall down.
However, not long after, sensing the danger, the man grabbed Dia’s sleeve.
“Ah!”
Dia’s body also leaned toward the railing along with the man’s.
The railing, barely holding up, creaked, and both of them fell mercilessly into the lake.
Splash!
The lake, unable to withstand the weight of the heavy human bodies, erupted into turmoil. Only the weapon remained on the bridge.
Dia struggled to maintain her balance on the water. However, the water level was low enough to reach an adult’s pelvis. The man, who realized it before Dia did, stood straight up in the water.
Dia swam up after seeing the man’s blood. Then, she searched for her dagger, but her sword was also out of reach.
Dia gave up on the sword and grabbed the hem of the man’s skirt.
As he fell, the man sank back into the water. However, he didn’t give up and embraced Dia’s waist.
The two of them struggled underwater for a while before resurfacing. Both of their heads were soaked, and their flesh became vividly visible through the transparent cloth.
In the midst of that, they held onto each other tightly to avoid being pushed away. It was such a stimulating closeness that one might mistake them for lovers.
“Hah, hah.”
“Hah, hah….”
Dia instinctively examined the man’s appearance.
Long blonde hair cascading down his chest.
Eyelashes trembling in the cold.
The deep sapphire-blue eyes, so sharp they could pierce through her, were filled with resentment towards her.
He wasn’t very muscular, but there were faint traces of a warrior. However, the bones revealed through the flesh. Scars of self-harm and whipping remained where muscles once existed.
Someone had undoubtedly tortured him terribly.
Were those appearances pitiful? Or was she simply captivated by his outrageous beauty?
Dia forgot that she was supposed to attack him and gently tapped the water droplets clinging to the man.
The soft blonde hair quietly wrapped around her fingers. She couldn’t say anything to him under the intoxicating sensation.
He was the most beautiful person she had ever seen. He even seemed sacred. She forgot what she wanted to say. It seemed like she should just quietly enjoy this moment.
The man didn’t stop Dia’s actions. Perhaps because he was powerless. Or maybe he felt the same emotions as Dia.
With a resigned expression, he closed his eyes, lowering his pale eyelids. Then, he opened his mouth.
“Please kill me.”
The low, heavy voice was unimaginable from such a beautiful face.
“Otherwise, I’ll kill you.”
Dia snapped out of her momentary stupor at the man’s grim words.
He was sincere. You could tell from the tension in his arms. Even if he only had a sword in his hand, he would have killed her without hesitation.
Suddenly, Dia became curious. Why did this stranger want to hurt himself so badly?
“What’s your name?”
“….”
After hesitating for a moment, the man opened his lips as if letting go of everything.
“Raimund Mahes.”
“Mahes…?”
She had a faint memory of hearing the name before, but she couldn’t remember it clearly. The name Raimund was the same. Dia knew nothing about this man.
‘Raimund Mahes….’
But the system enlightened her with one important fact.
[Raimund Mahes]
[Affection Level: -100]
[Obsession Level: 0]
[SYSTEM: You have successfully made contact with the strategy character ‘Raimund Mahes.’]
[Quest ‘Strange Connection.’ 2 days remaining until the next progress.]
[Quest Progress: 1/3]
It was somewhat unbelievable that the man who had attempted to kill her twice was her fourth strategy character.
“…Get out of the water for now.”
Dia supported the injured man and helped him out of the lake.
He was quiet this time, unlike before. Without his weapon and with an injured foot, he didn’t rush at Dia anymore.
Dia kneeled down to examine the man’s wounds and held his ankle.
“Ah.”
It was thinner compared to his body, as if he hadn’t been eating properly.
Dia frowned. Whose abuse could he have suffered?
Raimund pressed his lips, now covered with blood, harder. He felt powerless and desolate.
He couldn’t feel any sympathy for his weakened body. Only deep disdain remained.
“Are you crazy.”
So Raimund’s response was more harsh. Even seeing Dia staunching the bleeding with a makeshift bandage, he spoke coldly.
“You’re the crazy one.”
Dia responded calmly.
“You dared to kill a noble like me.”
“But you’re still…”
She was about to say he didn’t die. But she couldn’t finish her words. Dia was staring at him sharply.
“After killing me, what was your plan?”
“I…didn’t have one.”
In the end, Raimund closed his mouth. He admitted that he didn’t have a plan. He was just driven by madness, waiting for her to come after knowing she was coming. But what after that?
“You know that killing a noble results in immediate execution, right?”
“…”
“You would’ve definitely died. Was it worth taking such a risk?”
Dia tightened the bandage made of leaves and rope firmly as she spoke.
At first, she was angry because of the pain she endured when she died. But after seeing the traces of long-term abuse, her thoughts changed.
Raimund gritted his teeth in pain. Dia felt sorry for Raimund, who couldn’t feel any empathy for his pain. All he had left was deep resentment.
“Regardless of what the circumstances were, killing me would have only served as your outlet for anger.”
Raimund’s pupils flickered. At first glance, it seemed like he was swayed by her words, but that wasn’t the case. He was angry.
“If you won’t attack me, release me from your grudge.”
Raimund closed his eyes as if suppressing his emotions. Blood oozed from his lips, which had been pursed for a long time.
He licked the bitter blood with his tongue and pondered over Dia’s words.
But even after placing the merciful offer beneath his feet, he couldn’t swallow the bile of surrendering. No matter how many times he thought about it, he ultimately came to the same conclusion.
There was no way to release this grudge without killing her.
Dia sent Raimund back to the harem palace and returned to the mansion to investigate him.
She first examined the documents written by Rohard. After flipping through several pages, she finally saw the name Raimund Mahes.
Raimund Mahes
Age 25. From Lukka Land, a country formed by the sea people of Anatolia’s southwest. No venereal diseases. No other diseases.
Special Note: Former prince who held the succession rights of the sea people of Lukka, which collapsed two years ago. He harbors deep hatred toward the Hittites who invaded them. There are records of several suicide attempts in the harem.
Additional Investigation: Appears to have been abused by servants and concubines in the harem.
“That name sounded familiar…”
When Dia was in the Lanneux Kingdom, she had read books about the sea people to learn about the history of the Anatolian coast.
According to the book, they were commonly known as pirates and were divided into various tribes based on race and culture, among which the most powerful was the Lucca tribe.
The Lucca tribe tried to unify the wandering tribes of the sea and establish a kingdom on land, but they repeatedly faced attacks from neighboring countries.
Amidst this, Raimund appeared as a savior. He was the chieftain ruling over the Lucca tribe and had experience fighting wars on land.
Raimund settled in the southwest of the continent with his wife and several descendants, making it the starting point of his kingdom. Gradually, he unified the tribes and cleaned up their pirate activities.
That’s where the contents of the book ended.
If Raimund Mahes, as written in the papyrus, was the heir to Lucca, then the title Mahes he used eventually referred to the long line of chieftains of Lucca.
‘But they collapsed…’
If the reports of the collapse of the Lucca tribe two years ago were true. And if the ones who invaded them were the Hittites…
‘It was something my sister commanded.’
But it didn’t make sense. The Lucca tribe was nothing more than a small country that couldn’t even be called a kingdom at the time.
The mighty Hittites had no reason to indiscriminately invade such a small country. And above all, the Hittites were not so ruthless as to imprison a prince of a small country in the harem.
What on earth had happened here while Dia was away from the Hittites?
“…Theos.”
Maybe he knew. Dia remembered clearly what Theos had said.
― You don’t seem to know what happened over the past three years.
She got up immediately. It was to officially knock on Theos’s mansion door.
* * *
“I didn’t expect you to take over the harem as it was.”
Theos smiled faintly at Dia.
He listened to her story, so he was amused and somewhat impressed. After all, she visited without any notice, and he never expected this to happen.
He took a sip of the wine in his cup and watched Dia’s reaction. As Theos expected, Dia was frowning deeply.
“I heard it was because of the budget.”
“I don’t believe that.”
“You’re stubborn, just like Lady Ania.”
Dia shot Theos a sharp look. Such reactions were just tempting weaknesses to Theos.
“So, what are you curious about?”
When Theos asked, Dia had to drink her wine to swallow her inexplicable anger.
He appeared polite and courteous on the surface, but underneath, there was an air of looking down on her. So even without saying much, he subtly provoked her anger.
“Theos Hitarashis.”
Dia licked her lips for a moment. The question she was about to ask might reveal her flaws.
“…How much do you know about my sister?”
This question served as proof that Dia didn’t know much about her own sister.
“To some extent.”
Theos met Dia’s eyes after putting down his glass. He was sure he knew more about Ania Meskenet than Dia did.
“Then tell me.”
Dia didn’t hesitate.
“How Ania was perceived in the Hittite.”
The sharpness in Dia’s eyes, which she thought she could only direct at her enemies, suddenly intensified.
For a moment, Theos felt his heart sink heavily. Even though it was a gentle wave, it had power.
He lowered his gaze to hide his expression.
“On the contrary, I’ll ask. Dia Meskenet.”
“Speak.”
“What do you think of her?”
“…”
Dia chose her words carefully.
She had met Ania three years ago. They had spent about a month together.
It was just before embarking on a cruise to the Ranu Kingdom, so it wasn’t a long period of time.
Even during that short time, I didn’t have many conversations with Ania because I was busy adapting to the game.
But her memorable last appearance was truly that of the compassionate Tabar Na. She wisely governed neighboring countries, minimized the slave system, and turned non-free citizens into free citizens. The people praised her.
She even prayed for her younger sister. She appointed Khan Heramut, an elite of the royal guard, as Dia’s bodyguard, and regularly visited the house of her deceased father, Hekur.
To her family and her subordinates, she was endlessly kind Tabar Na. That was Ania Meskenet as Dia knew her, and that was all she knew.
“You only saw her good side.”
Theos listened to Dia’s thoughts for a while.
“She was certainly a good empress in Hittite.”
“I’m curious about your opinion.”
“I…”
Theos hesitated, and Dia focused on him.
In fact, Theos was not accustomed to such situations. Conversing alone with a woman in a confined space.
But strangely, he wasn’t uncomfortable at this moment.
“Cruel and selfish. That’s how I saw Ania Meskenet.”
“Cruel?”
“Didn’t you see it in the harem? Raimund Mahes.”
As soon as she heard his name, Dia’s hand twitched. It was clear that Theos knew more about his story.
“I saw. Lady Ania took away his kingdom.”
“That’s not all. She killed all of his family and his fiancée.”
“What…?”
“She even brought them to the harem.”
The corners of Dia’s eyes turned red. Even the word “terrible” couldn’t express the disgusting feeling she felt.
She could finally understand Raimund’s revenge. He must have wanted to tear apart the only bloodline of the woman who killed his innocent family, for their sake.
“Has your opinion changed now?”
“I…”
Dia couldn’t gather her thoughts. She didn’t know where to start fixing things, what to undo first.
But she had to move forward. Without conquering Raimund Mahes, she couldn’t complete the strategy guide for this game.
“I will correct my sister’s mistakes.”
Her voice trembled, but it was determined. To Theos, she seemed absurdly composed.
“Is that so.”
‘Theos Hitarashis’ scoffs at the player’s words. Affection drops by 2.
Seeing the sudden notification from Theos, Dia chuckled bitterly. Perhaps she hadn’t expected any positives, given that her affection was already in the negatives. She wasn’t particularly disappointed.
“We can’t give up just because we can’t erase the past.”
Dia gripped her glass with trembling hands.
“So I’ll do whatever it takes.”
“…”
Dia expected Theos to respond with sarcasm, but he remained silent. There was no emotion on his face.
He seemed empty, as if there had never been a time when he didn’t love Ania.
Dia put down her glass and muttered to herself.
“You seem untouched.”
“What do you mean?”
“Despite hearing such things, you don’t seem jealous.”
“Who said anything?”
Theos lightly brushed off Dia’s words with a cold tone.
“Why would I feel jealous like kids?”
“Adults do too.”
“Oh, so that’s why you took over the harem.”
He looked at Dia’s face and chuckled. It seemed like she was misunderstanding the reason why she received the harem. But Dia ignored his mockery and stood up.
“Sorry for taking your time. I’ll be going now.”
Theos remained seated, showing no intention of escorting her. However, Dia turned around anyway and placed her hand on his shoulder.
“Theos.”
He frowned, trying to understand Dia’s intention.
The discomfort of being so close was palpable. In the awkward atmosphere, her breath felt uncomfortably intrusive.
But the actual change was a very subtle one.
“Thank you for today. You’re the first person to talk to me about my sister.”
For a moment, Theos’ composed demeanor crumbled. But Dia didn’t notice his expression and headed towards the door with her back turned.
Soon, a small status window appeared above Theos, who was left alone.
‘Theos Hitarashis’ heart rate increases. Affection increases by 3.
***
Khan was waiting anxiously for Dia to return to the palace.
He stood in front of Dia’s visit, deeply lost in thought. He looked serious even from a distance, making it difficult to approach him.
Dia hesitated for a long time in the corridor before finally mustering up the courage to call out to him. But Khan greeted her coldly when he saw her return.
“I heard you went to the harem without me.”
Dia raised her eyebrows in surprise.
“I heard you were called by the royal guard. I was worried about you…”
“I’m no longer part of the guard.”
“But…”
“Please, I beg you. Lady Dia.”
Khan suddenly knelt in front of her.
“You must accompany me at the palace.”
“I made you uneasy, didn’t I.”
Khan bowed his head with a pained expression. Dia knelt beside him and patted his shoulder.
“Lady Dia…”
Khan was grateful for Dia, who understood his feelings. He had been so worried about her in the palace.
He was anxious that she might get hurt, or even worse, collapse somewhere when she was alone.
So when he heard that she had gone to the harem alone, his heart sank heavily.
There were many who hated Meskenet there. Including the most famous Raimund Mahes.
“But Khan.”
Then, Dia grabbed Khan’s arm and helped him up.
“Sometimes, there are things I have to face alone.”
Dia tried to smile as much as possible. She couldn’t just rely on Khan’s protection and live like a clueless child.
She was Meskenet’s successor. She had to admit her sister’s mistakes and walk a different path.
Khan didn’t say anything. He just clenched his fist tightly.
Dia didn’t notice his state and opened the door.
“Now go and rest.”
And the door closed.
At that moment, a window appeared above Khan, indicating his change.
‘Khan Heramut’ feels ‘resistance’ to the player’s words. Obsession increases by 5.
* * *
After meeting Raimund Mahes, Dia’s mind was filled with thoughts of him.
She wanted to help him. It wasn’t just because he was a target character.
Dia felt guilty. It was a game, but it was something her relatives had done. In any way possible, Dia wanted to compensate him.
So whenever she had a chance, she read books about the sea tribe and searched for records about the Luka tribe.
She had also received reports that his stepbrother might still be alive. So it was too early to lose hope.
‘First… let’s stop the harassment.’
Dia planned to tackle urgent matters first.
She would send someone to the harem to monitor the concubines and servants, and she would order them to report to her immediately if any harassment occurred.
After drafting a detailed letter, Dia ordered a maid to send it to Rohard.
Looking outside, it was already past noon.
She opened Raimund’s settings window for the first time.
Target Character Name: Raimund Mahes
Origin: Descendant of the first ruler of the Luka tribe and the last chief, the eldest son of Rakasita Mahes.
Age: 25
Height and weight: 188cm, 67kg
Appearance: Light blonde hair, deep blue eyes, fair skin. Formerly muscular, but currently malnourished. Unchanging beauty.
Relationship with the player: Unilateral hatred
Dia recalled Raimund’s body drenched in water. His body was so solid with muscles that it seemed to be all muscles, but despite his tall stature, he was lean. It was clear that he wasn’t eating properly.
And,
‘Unilateral hatred…’
Scrolling down was the same. Raimund’s feelings towards her were bluntly revealed.
Affection: -100 (Intense hatred)
Obsession: 0 (Emotionless)
Narrative Progress: 3%
It was intense hatred and emotional numbness. If she had to choose between the two, emotional numbness seemed preferable in such a dire situation.
Dia dismissed the window. If she scrolled down further, personality traits and sexual characteristics would appear, but she gave up as it seemed like it would be mocking him.
Instead, Dia opened the quest window that had been sparkling since earlier.
It had begun again.
[Quest ‘Strange Fate’. Move to the Great Hall immediately.]
[Quest Progress: 1/3]
“Lady Dia.”
Just then, the maid knocked on her door.
“A messenger came from the Great Hall a while ago, asking for Lady Dia and Lord Theos to be brought there.”
Just as the quest window appeared, the story progressed.
Dia sat at her vanity and allowed the maid to enter.
“Come in. Today, I suppose I should wear something fancy.”
The opportunity to meet the fifth target character had arrived.
* * *
Dia’s maid, Agreshia, clasped her hands together in admiration of her mistress’s perfect appearance.
It was a Sys dress with a net design that was trending these days.
It was made not by the royal seamstress but by a craftsman from the workshop, so she worried that her mistress might receive a reprimand, but thankfully it was graciously accepted.
It was even praised for being neat and not cumbersome.
Agreshia knew it wasn’t proper etiquette, but she secretly admired her mistress’s figure.
The fabric covering the chest seemed like it could reveal intimate parts if one wasn’t careful, and the mesh-like design extending along the waistline was sensual.
Even though it wasn’t something she chose to wear, her chest fluttered. It seemed like this Sys dress suited no one but her mistress.
“Dia, would you like to wear a cloak?”
Due to her excitement, Agreshia’s voice broke in an amusing way. But Dia responded with a smile.
She truly deserved the title of a gentle light.
“A cloak is fine. It’s hot today, so let’s go like this.”
“Yes. Then, I’ll prepare the carriage.”
As Agreshia went outside to call the carriage, Dia twirled her dress around and smiled with satisfaction.
She had never imagined receiving a Sys dress with a net pattern, but she liked it. At least if she went to the Great Hall, she had to expose this much.
While most Hittite men exposed their upper bodies, believers and priests wore tightly closed clothing.
If the target character was there, they might be sensitive to such exposure.
“Lady Dia.”
Khan entered the room. His eyes, which had just touched the new Sys dress, shimmered subtly.
“Uh… it suits you very well.”
‘Khan Heramut’ feels ‘shy’ about the player’s ‘subtle curves’. Affection increases by 2.
Khan’s cheeks turned red all of a sudden. Seeing his embarrassment, Dia felt awkward and turned her head away.
“Um… the carriage?”
“It’s ready. Allow me to escort you.”
Khan observed Dia’s steps. He was worried she might trip over her long dress.
As if on cue, Dia’s legs started to tangle.
Before Dia could fall, Khan rushed forward and quickly pulled her waist.
“Oh.”
“Are you okay?”
Khan’s large hand gently encircled her lower abdomen. Her waist, which barely fit in one of his muscular arms, felt too thin and fragile.
Khan swallowed hard. It seemed like he could easily snap it with a little force.
She was too small and delicate. It was astonishing that such a strong voice could come from this belly.
“K-Khan?”
Dia called his name in confusion. Although she was grateful for his support, he was holding her waist too tightly.
She felt his rough hand pressing firmly against her lower abdomen.
He was hugging her increasingly roughly, almost to the point where he might not realize it himself.
“Ugh, let go now.”
“Oh.”
At Dia’s painful groan, Khan finally let go of her.
“I’m sorry. It’s my first time holding a woman, so I couldn’t control my strength.”
“No, it’s fine. Just… be careful next time.”
Dia left the room without scolding him. It was because she believed it wasn’t intentional.
But Khan’s attitude following behind her was quite different.
Contrary to what he said to her, there was no sign of remorse on his face.
* * *
As drought caused repeated plundering by neighboring countries, the Grand Temple was moved from Meskenet Dai to the religious city of Arinna, hidden among high mountains.
So the architectural style of the Grand Temple was vastly different from the magnificent palaces.
Unlike the palaces in Tabarna that emphasized pure bloodlines with white roofs and pillars, the Grand Temple adopted a sturdy and colorful stone structure to harmonize with the mountains.
And to prevent invasions from external enemies, it was built on cliffs, so one had to crane their neck painfully to see the Grand Temple from the plains.
After a long struggle, Dia managed to stand on the edge of the cliff.
There was the first tower gate of the Grand Temple.
On either side were black obelisks towering over ten times the height of an adult, seeming to reach for the sky. As Dia couldn’t resist her curiosity and looked up, the scorching sunlight pierced her eyes sharply, as if to prevent humans from coveting the relics of the gods.
“Khan Heramut.”
In front of the majestic obelisk, Dia called out to her bodyguard in a subdued voice.
This was the path only the chosen could enter.
Occasionally, guards seemed to follow, but that was only the case with the Royal Guard.
Dia couldn’t be sure if she should take Khan with her. So, as a precaution, she planned to leave Khan here.
“I’ll go in alone from here.”
Dia’s words were somewhat stern, but as a master, it was not an unusual tone.
But Khan felt an inexplicable disappointment. Had he expected too much from her? Did he hope that his mistress would rely more on him, even if it was beyond his role?
“Dia, ma’am.”
With his mind still in turmoil, Khan stopped Dia.
“You’re not new to the Grand Temple, are you? I’ve been here with Tabarna before.”
“With your sister?”
“Yes. Like other soldiers.”
“I see.”
Dia hesitated for a moment, then realized there was no shade around to shield them from the sun. It would be cruel to leave him standing here in this weather.
“Fine. Let’s go together.”
Although it was a casual remark, Dia’s permission brightened Khan’s expression. It was a feeling of relief that all his anxiety and restlessness disappeared from his chest.
He followed behind Dia, passing through the tower gate. For the next few hours, he would be able to watch over Dia generously.
Khan finally felt relieved.
Priests who recognized Dia from a distance bowed and welcomed her as they bent down.
“The High Priest is purifying the Holy of Holies. First, let us take you to the sanctuary.”
When Dia agreed, four priests led the way, with three following behind her.
The sanctuary surrounded the Holy of Holies and was divided into a total of 99 sections. Each space was decorated according to the nature of the god it worshiped.
As the priests left the sanctuary, the two sat side by side on the benches. However, unlike before, there was a strange tension in the air.
They weren’t even sitting close, yet they couldn’t think of anything to say. Dia cast her gaze downward, feeling awkward.
“……”
“……”
Khan was equally hesitant. It was embarrassing how his feelings toward Dia changed from time to time.
Did the goddess Tefnut sense Dia’s frustration?
A notification window appeared in front of her.
[SYSTEM: Hidden event ‘1’ is starting now.]
Dia was startled and jumped to her feet.
Event 1: Kill two birds with one stone! Collect the semen of the target character and obtain items!
Success condition: Receive the semen of one target character within two hours using any part of your body.
Reward for success: ‘Peek’ item x1, ‘Eavesdrop’ item x1.
Penalty for failure: Affection and obsession of all target characters decrease by 10 each.
“What?”
What the goddess Tefnut sent to her was not mercy. It was a harsh punishment from an ancient god toward a contemptible player who dared to ridicule the game.
“Lady Dia, are you okay?”
Seeing Dia suddenly stand up, Khan asked in confusion. Dia sat back down without answering, feeling dazed.
‘Let’s think calmly.’
This was the Grand Temple, far from Hattusa, and the only man who could attempt the quest was Teos, who should be arriving at the Grand Temple by now, along with Khan, the nearby Khan, and the fifth target character whose face she didn’t even know.
Dia had to choose one of them, and she had to collect semen from them by any means necessary.
‘What kind of hardcore genre is this…’
Dia was a master of almost every combat game, but she had never encountered such extreme difficulty.
To suddenly need semen at a stage she hadn’t even touched yet.
“Lady Dia, if there’s anything I can do to help, please tell me.”
Khan continued to look at Dia with concern. But her mind was filled with thoughts of the quest.
Without time to answer Khan’s question, Dia chewed her lips nervously.
‘How, how am I going to do this? Who?’
Teos was out of the question since his affection had already dropped. And the fifth target character hadn’t even appeared yet, so it was out of the question.
In the end, only Khan Heramut remained in Dia’s mind.
She turned her head abruptly to look at Khan.
“L – Lady Dia?”
“Khan.”
What needed to be done was clear now.
“Khan, listen to me from now on.”
Dia’s determined voice startled Khan. She had decided to deceive him from now on.
“I, I think I’ve been poisoned.”
“What…? Are you serious?”
Khan jumped up in shock. Dia felt guilty. Of course, it was a lie.
“I drank water this morning, but it tasted strange.”
“What did it taste like? If I know what poison it is…”
Khan moved as if he would find the antidote immediately. But Dia stopped him. The antidote was none other than what she had.
“It’s a poison called protein.”
There was no word for ‘protein’ in Hittite. It was an ancient country, after all.
Khan furrowed his brow at the strange word he had never heard before. He trembled at the thought of an unknown poison, which made him feel as if he were about to collapse.
His face turned pale as he shouted at Dia, as if he were about to faint.
“I’ve never heard of it! First, I have to find the High Priest!”
“Wait. I know the antidote.”
Protein was a poison that acted as an aphrodisiac. Therefore, what Dia needed now was Khan’s protein, in other words, his semen.
“If you consume a large amount of egg whites, or… something similar, it’ll work.”
“Okay. I’ll go get it right now.”
Once again, Khan rushed off recklessly. If Dia hadn’t clung to his waist, he would have searched everywhere for eggs. Unfortunately, that wasn’t what she wanted.
“Khan. There’s no time. I have to take it now!”
“If you give me 10 minutes, I can get it. Please, let me go…!”
“No! You have it!”
Dia urgently hugged Khan’s waist and shouted. He could find eggs outside. Khan’s promise to get them within 10 minutes was a bit surprising, but…
Khan anxiously examined her complexion. The tears pooling in her eyes made her look infinitely pitiful and fragile.
So he didn’t even dream that a vulgar word would come out of her mouth.
“Egg whites contain the same ingredients as semen. I read it in a book. It works!”
“…What?”
Khan’s face stiffened in an instant. Dia bit her lip firmly.
Even if Hittites didn’t know the nutrient called ‘protein,’ would they believe that semen was an antidote?
Dia felt embarrassed. It was her mistake. If she had more time, she would have come up with a better idea. Then the event would have surely succeeded without any failure…
“Lady Dia, are you testing me?”
Khan asked Dia with a pale face.
“Are you… testing me because you know my condition…?”
Khan was confused. But the more he was, the more confused Dia became. She didn’t know what Khan was talking about.
“Khan. That’s not it.”
“I’m sorry.”
“No. I misunderstood.”
Dia spoke with a serious attitude, unlike before when she had a chance to think. It was irrational to use lies to take advantage of Khan.
She muttered to herself unconsciously.
“Theos…”
There was still one thing left to ask him when he arrived. It was another lie to deceive him.
What should she do? The next poison’s name should be called amylase.
But then, Khan quickly grabbed Dia’s wrist.
“What are you talking about?”
His eyes were filled with confusion and anxiety.
“Is he doing that to you too? Are you trying to test me in the same way?”
“What?”
Dia blinked. It seemed that Khan, instead of believing the nonsense about poison, was under the impression that Dia was testing him.
She was about to shake her head. While it was true that she was trying to deceive him in the same way, she wasn’t testing him.
But before she could say anything, Khan spoke up.
“I’ll do it.”
Dia pursed her lips.
‘What’s going on?’
Whatever had happened, her trick had worked, that was for sure.
“Protein… I don’t know what that is, but I think I can give it to you.”
Khan’s pronunciation of ‘protein’ was awkward, but the rest was excellent.
After looking around for a moment, Khan pointed to a pillar.
“I’ll get it from there. Just wait a moment.”
Dia grabbed Khan’s arm, realizing something.
‘The quest needs to be received with a part of the body.’
Although Khan seemed to be planning to masturbate and provide Dia with his semen, there was a high chance that the quest would fail if he did so.
Dia forcefully spelled out each word to Khan, not wanting to take any risks.
“It needs to be fresh, so just put it in my mouth…”
‘I can’t believe I’m saying this.’
“Put it in right away.”
Even after saying it herself, Dia felt embarrassed and lowered her head deeply.
Meanwhile, upon hearing Dia’s words, Khan widened his eyes. His heart raced, and his heartbeat accelerated.
Although he knew that her words were frivolous, he didn’t want to point it out and correct her. No, now he even wanted to believe her inexplicable lies.
“Behind the pillar… Please follow me.”
Khan led her behind the pillar. If they stayed here, even if the priests came in, they wouldn’t be able to find the two of them at once.
Dia obediently followed Khan and knelt in front of him. It was to remove his trousers and expose his throbbing genitals.
“Lady Dia…”
Although Khan should have felt overwhelmed by her posture, he didn’t.
It was the first time. The fact that she, his mistress, was beneath him, a mere mercenary.
Khan looked down at her, and she looked up at him. The novelty of their gaze was indescribable.
While Khan harbored such wicked thoughts, Dia hastily lifted his tunic.
Soon, a loincloth, which had been covering his genitals, appeared.
She unknowingly stepped back.
‘Uh…’
Beneath the pristine loincloth, a creature resembling a snake stretched out. Its length continued to grow.
Perhaps it had consumed quite a bit of food, as its body was swollen, and its head resembled a boulder.
The thin fabric that couldn’t bear its weight swelled up and fell below.
The snake was Khan’s excited penis.
Dia pressed her chest back as if repelling it. But Khan’s continued to rise towards her.
At the end, small droplets formed. It didn’t take long for the excited fluid to flow down below, unable to contain its excitement.
‘Should I ask him to bring the eggs now?’
If she lowered her aristocratic pride just a bit, she might be able to bear what she had said. However, if she did, the event would end in failure.
“Lady Dia, please open your mouth.”
Khan politely requested. It was such a natural demand, like flowing water, that Dia forgot her hesitation and opened her lips.
He grasped his member in front of her parted lips. Although it seemed as if his glans would brush against her swollen lips, Khan barely maintained his distance. Instead, he looked at her face.
With her eyelashes fluttering gently as she closed her eyes, Dia looked pitifully cute.
To him, it felt like she was swearing loyalty to him. Even during the war, when he was most hungry, he had never felt such a strong desire.
He only knew that a woman’s body was different from a man’s, but he had never imagined it could be this stimulating.
At that moment, Khan became aroused by Dia’s exposed collarbone.
The soft breasts rose against each other, snugly touching. And because the dress was cut too deeply, even a slight movement seemed like it would reveal the nipples.
Khan was aroused by those plump breasts.
The pre-cum dripped through his urethra and trickled down the shaft. It then flowed down the pillar in a stream. The sticky fluid dripped onto Dia’s breasts without any chance of recovery.
“Uh, sorry.”
Due to the considerable amount, the mesh covering Dia’s chest was completely soaked. Because of this, Dia’s cleavage seemed even more prominent. She felt embarrassed and ashamed.
Dia awkwardly smiled as she wiped her wet breasts with her fingers.
“It’s okay. Keep going.”
“Yes.”
Khan pulled back his lips with regret.
Actually, he wanted to catch her wrist and prevent her from wiping it off. He wanted to leave his mark on her breasts. How depraved his imagination was.
Khan licked his lips and swiftly stroked the pillar again.
Thud. Thud. The previously dry foreskin became moist with pre-cum, emitting a sticky frictional sound.
Khan cleverly used the fluid as lubricant and expertly masturbated.
His palm became warm. He felt like he could release now, but for some reason, he held back.
His movements became more intense, and the fluid on his penis flowed faster.
Unconsciously, Khan took a step forward.
Dia had her eyes closed. Perhaps this was her chance.
He gently pushed the tip into her lips.
“Uh…”
Dia closed her lips in confusion. But what she tasted on her tongue was undoubtedly someone else’s bodily fluid.
It was bitter and acidic. It was slippery, but swallowing it wasn’t so bad.
Dia swallowed his pre-cum, and Khan spat curses upon seeing her action.
“For heaven’s sake…”
He couldn’t hold back anymore.
Khan realized he was having terrible thoughts. He wanted to grab her by the nape of her neck and force her mouth open.
And then he wanted to push his vicious member into her mouth and make her cry.
Khan wondered. What would Dia’s pitiful face look like, with his member in her mouth and tears streaming down?
“Lady Dia.”
It was a gentle and sweet voice.
Dia looked up at Khan. But his gaze was far from kind or gentle.
Dia had heard tales of Khan’s actions during the war. When faced with fleeing enemies, instead of killing them outright, he would methodically dismember them, rendering them unable to move, and then starve them to death. Even though it was to set an example for the enemy, it was cruel.
Until now, she had just brushed off those stories as lies. She couldn’t believe that the pure Khan could do such things.
But at this moment, looking at Khan’s face, Dia thought those stories might be true.
“Uh…”
Then, Khan gently stroked her head.
“Lady Dia.”
He came closer.
Suddenly, there was a pungent smell of Khan’s penis near Dia’s nose. It was dripping with excitement, and the water splashed up and down.
Dia recoiled in horror, but the hard wall blocked her path. There was nowhere to run now.
“Ah…”
Dia looked up at Khan again. He was breathing heavily like an angry beast. It was frightening. At the same time, her body heated up.
Should she tell him he could put it in her mouth?
She thought about it, and soon concluded that it would be okay. And she opened her mouth to ask for his permission.
“Khan. Put it in my mouth… Uh!”
But before Dia could finish her sentence, Khan thrust his glans into her mouth. The sticky pre-cum scattered into her mouth.
Despite this, Khan didn’t stop to see Dia’s reaction and forcefully pushed his penis into her mouth even more vigorously.
“Uh…! K-Khan…!”
“Ha, huff!”
Khan, surprised by the intense pleasure, grabbed Dia’s head. But only the tip of his glans had entered.
Dia wriggled as if surprised. It hindered his movement.
Unable to help it, Khan grabbed Dia’s wrists and pinned them to the wall.
“I can’t breathe… Hwup!”
“Through your nose… Breathe slowly.”
Khan pushed the pillar slowly to allow her to breathe. But the object was so large that Dia’s jaw was forced open.
From her chin to her lips, including the corners of her mouth, were moist with Khan’s fluids, and clear saliva dripped down below her chin.
Seeing her disheveled appearance, Khan groaned. Why did he feel such intense emotions? Why was he becoming so violent and impatient because of Dia’s wrongdoing?
Khan wanted to believe that her plump body was sinful. He wanted to justify his punishment to her as the consequence of her sins.
“Huuup! Ka, uhp! I… can’t… anymore…”
“Breathe… It’s okay. Not yet.”
Khan smiled as he stubbornly pushed half of the pillar in. With her mouth so narrow and hot, it felt like Dia would swallow it without even moving.
Although she had never experienced putting it inside her, she was confident that her mouth was moving like a vagina.
Sometimes, she understood the crude remarks of rough soldiers about the best being a mouth over a vagina. She disliked that kind of obscenity, but she wanted to tame Dia’s lips as ruthlessly as possible.
“Ha, Dia.”
“Ha-ack! Uuup! Ah…!”
Khan gently grabbed Dia’s back with his remaining hand. Then, little by little, he applied pressure to her nostrils, allowing her to breathe. Startled, she coughed and whimpered, saliva dripping.
Eventually, the tip of the pillar went in with great effort. The unkempt tip of Khan’s plan touched the tip of Dia’s nose.
With his penis pressed firmly against her, Dia’s face was completely buried in Khan’s crotch.
“Huuuuup…!”
“Ha, kruk. Your throat is too narrow. Please release a bit more pressure.”
Dia didn’t know what to do. She didn’t even realize she was squeezing Khan’s penis.
But Khan frowned at how narrow it was. Dia’s unusually tight throat was holding his glans tightly, preventing him from moving an inch.
“Huu… ugh. Ha, kkeuk.”
Khan put more pressure on his buttocks. It was dangerous.
After pulling his penis out slightly, Khan made Dia lick the glans.
“Yes, like that. You’re doing well.”
“Haah, um…”
Dia licked Khan’s hard glans like sucking on something delicious.
Even though Khan didn’t teach her, she instinctively used her tongue to stimulate his urethra and protruded her wet tongue forward, showing it off.
Khan trembled with excitement. He couldn’t hold back anymore. His fragile sanity was torn to shreds.
“Ugh, forgive me. Dia.”
Khan grabbed her hair tightly and forcefully pulled her.
“Uuup! Wait, ah… Huuup!”
In an instant, her mouth widened like the shape of Khan’s penis. Her jaw was so strained, and her nose was completely covered with his hair.
Yet Khan pressed her back with strong force, pushing his penis all the way in.
From her surprised throat, saliva flowed. Thanks to it, his penis could easily penetrate deep inside.
Khan enjoyed seeing her in agony. There was no guilt about invading the owner’s mouth.
Only the instinct of a male forcefully pushing into a female to impregnate her remained.
“Huu, uuup…! Uwook!”
Dia endured the sudden intense development without being able to breathe. On the other hand, it wasn’t entirely unpleasant to be treated so mercilessly.
Her lips tore, and her throat was strained, but it was bearable. In the real world, she wouldn’t have been able to feel such intense pleasure. But she was in a safe virtual world.
Just Khan’s penis. She had to accept his genitalia, which emitted a vulgar smell.
“Ka… Ah, huuk… Hwoup!”
“Kruk. Dia.”
Khan grabbed her hair tightly. He didn’t want to leave this pleasure for even a single moment.
Her throat was so thrilling, how would her vagina feel? Khan tasted the first bite.
“Dia. It’s delicious…”
“Huuuup…! Hwup, kkhuk!”
With wide eyes, he tightened her neck like a rope. Somehow, the bulging center of her neck seemed like the place where his pillar was.
Would pressing it cause pain? He exerted force on it.
Dia cried as if her jaw hurt. But Khan had no intention of comforting her. Instead, he thrust his pillar forcefully.
The large glans end stuck to her throat. The reddened top of her neck was probably due to his large penis.
“Huh, damn…”
“Ka, ah… Huuuuk!”
His penis was covered in saliva. Now, it even foamed.
Joy alone was not enough; it wasn’t just about the mouth. The sticky fluid flowing steadily resembled a moist vagina.
Khan was now ready to finish. He wanted to generously spray his semen into her throat.
“It seems it’s about to come out.”
“Ah…!”
Khan grabbed Dia’s back of the head with both hands and shook it up and down.
Even as his glans reached the end of Dia’s throat, it quickly moved away.
As this repeated several times, Dia’s lips began to swell. It was because of Khan’s ominous glans, like a hook.
Her lips swelled red, looking lewd. Khan licked her lips with his tongue and pulled her roughly.
“Hah, kruk!”
Finally, semen gushed from Khan’s urethra. It was a considerable amount, leaking out beyond Dia’s lips.
As the pillar was gradually pulled out, the semen accumulated in Dia’s mouth appeared round on her tongue.
He murmured lowly. His dirty traces were fully inside her.
“This is insane…”
Muttering, Khan completely pulled out his glans. At that moment, the final fluid that had not yet come out splattered on her hair and cheek.
Dia blinked in surprise. Even that seemed lewd, and Khan’s penis stiffened again.
“Haah. Khan Heramut…”
Dia wiped the semen with her hand and looked up at Khan. She was curious about his condition. What would happen to them now? Soon, the system revealed the results.
[Khan Heramut]
[Affection Level: 45]
[Obsession Level: -10]
‘Wow, it went up a lot!’
Even though it was quite a rough fellatio, her attention was completely on that system window.
As the event of receiving semen through a body part was successful, an item would be given. Dia smiled with satisfaction.
“Dia, are you okay?”
