Under the Oak Tree - Chapter 216

Chapter 216

Sir Uslin Rikaido’s attitude towards her felt a little different, but Max was too exhausted to think about it. She collapsed helplessly in the corner of the barracks and stared blankly into space. She was so out of her mind that she didn’t even hear the urgent sound of footsteps running toward the tent.

Ruth jumped into Riftan’s barracks and his eyes found her immediately.

He ran up to her and asked anxiously when he saw her looking so weary. Max quickly wiped her face, conscious of any tears that remained on her face.

Ruth exhaled deeply as he looked at her figure.

Max trailed off, shaking her head sadly. Ruth just sighed in resignation and his shoulders slumped.

Ruth grimly looked at the entrance at her somber murmurs.

Uslin, who had been listening to their exchange in silence, suddenly intervened in an accusing tone. Ruth frowned and avoided his questioning gaze. Uslin’s shoulder shook as if he was about to scold him endlessly, but he then shook his head and spat out coldly.

Just as Uslin was about to rebuke Ruth for his failure of good judgment, Elliot Caron and Yulysion ran into the tent. Their astonished gazes immediately landed on Max and she blushed, suddenly being conscious of her messy hair and dirty clothes. The young boy gaped at her, as if he couldn’t believe what he was seeing, then quickly ran towards her with a bright smile on his face.

The tension on Max’s shoulders relaxed upon feeling reassured that someone was glad to see her.

Yulysion exclaimed resentfully, then focused back on her again with a twinkle in his eyes.

Elliot, who stood blinking blankly, murmured his remarks with a bewildered expression. Max blushed and ran her fingers along her tattered robe.

Yulysion looked at her like he was seeing a ghost and repeated her words like a parrot. Elliot turned pale at the realization of how severe the situation is.

Even with her effort to reassure him, Elliot’s face remained completely horrified.

Completely stunned by her antics, he groaned and grabbed his head.

Ruth kept his mouth shut and avoided his gaze, but that only gave him away. Elliot stared at him and made a huge fuss about it.

Ruth’s vague and nonchalant response left the knight so speechless that he could only look at him in disbelief with his face red in anger, then he lashed out again fiercely.

Seeing her pale, exhausted face, Elliot’s demeanor immediately softened.

Unable to deny her earnest gaze and desperate pleas, Elliot relented and nodded. Ruth, who was staring at her absent-mindedly, scratched the back of his head.

Max bit her lip anxiously. It was like he said, there was no way in hell Riftan would allow her to stay at the priestess’s barracks. However, she did not want to let Idcilla, who depended on her a lot, fend for herself. She rubbed her forehead, not knowing what to do.

Just when Max was fighting her dilemma, her stomach rumbled loudly. Her entire face turned red, and she raised her head, wondering if the men had heard it too. Each of them, with senses as keen as animals, gazed at her with wide eyes. Muttering under her breath, she tried to defend herself,

Yulysion exclaimed and rushed out of the barracks.

Elliot went and pulled a chair from the table and gestured for her to come and sit.

Immediately understanding her hesitant words, Elliot instructed the soldiers standing outside to bring a tub full of water. After a short while, clean towels, soap, and a large basin of cold water were brought in. It felt like years since she received such services, and she fidgeted awkwardly at the suddenness of it all. However, the sparkling clean water was just too tempting. As the knights stood guard at the entrance, Max went behind the partition and quickly stripped off her clothes. She hadn’t washed herself for almost a week and she couldn’t pass up this opportunity.

Looking towards the entrance from behind the partition to make sure she was really alone, Max dipped a clean towel with the water and immediately began to cleanse her body. She tried to conserve as much water as she could, but after cleaning her body three times, the water level in the basin only had half left. With the remaining water, Max washed her hair, but due to her thick curls, there was not enough water to wash off all the soap. She felt a bit uncomfortable, but the fresh, clean scent of the soap made her feel alive again. Max folded her tattered clothes and set them aside. She found one of Riftan’s clean robes and put it on. His tunic reached his thighs, but when she wore it, it reached down to her calves. She tied a belt around her waist and poked her head out from the doorway.

Elliot, who was waiting patiently by the entrance, handed her a large tray filled with a variety of meats, stew, bread, and wine. Max’s eyes widened at the feast in front of her and she stared at him dumbfounded.

Max accepted the tray with a sullen expression. She was starving, but when she remembered the anger on Riftan’s face, her mouth dried up and she felt like she was chewing sand. Setting the tray on the table, Max slowly stuffed bread into her mouth. She managed to empty about half of the tray before drowsiness began to settle. She drank the rest of the wine and went to Riftan’s bed, staring at the tent’s entrance. It was already late at night, but Riftan still showed no signs of returning.

They finally reunited after months of being apart, but he had to be so angry that he didn’t even want to be by her side. Max’s heart pounded when she recalled the pained look on his eyes. She knew he would be furious, but she never dreamed that he would be so distraught over it. She hugged her knees and buried her face in the middle. Perhaps she should have really waited for him at the monastery, but she really couldn’t. No matter the risks, she wanted to be with him. She could endure any amount of hardship and suffering if it could bring them together.

She told herself that when he came back, she would tell him. For her, being by his side was more important than anything else, as it was because of him that she had become Maximillian Calypse. And living as Maximillian Calypse made her feel more alive than ever. She sat on the bed, waiting for him, but she couldn’t fight the built-up fatigue and eventually fell asleep sometime during the night.

She woke up in a drowsy state. Feeling a sturdy forearm wrapped around her, she opened her eyes. In the soft light of dawn, she saw Riftan’s large, strong body at her side. She looked at his sleeping face in astonishment. Max could see that he had lost weight. His cheeks had hollowed a bit, and faint dark circles shaded his under-eye area. Max’s heart clenched at the sight. Even though he was furious with her, he still carefully crawled into bed next to her, worried she would wake up.

Max pushed his bangs that had grown longer with a careful touch, exposing his forehead. With his forehead not wrinkled together in his sleep, he looked three to four years younger.

Unable to contain the temptation, Max leaned in and placed a soft, light kiss on his lips. When he didn’t open his eyes, she grew bolder. She traced her finger along the strong line of his jaw and leaned in for a longer kiss. His lips were incredibly warm and velvety. It was hard to believe that something so soft and velvety could be found in a man whose entire body was as hard as iron. Max continued to touch his lips gently when suddenly, Riftan grabbed her wrist.

Max’s shoulders huddled in embarrassment, her face flushing red.

He slowly opened his eyes and looked at her with a clear gaze.

Max felt her heart drop at his blunt tone, and she sank deep into his arms as if she was burying herself into him.

Riftan’s body stiffened, and he embraced her tightly. The feeling of his strong arms hugging her washed over her like a tidal wave of comforting warmth. Max buried her face against his collarbone and took a deep breath. As his unique masculine scent filled her lungs, she felt warm, like a lost person who had finally come home after wandering the world for years.

He took the back of her head with his big hand and pulled her even closer. Max could feel her heart beating like a drum, sending pulses throughout her body. She could also feel the rhythm of Riftan’s pulse on the back of her neck. He ran his fingers through her hair, then wrapped his arms around the back of her neck, looking down at her anxiously.

His words sounded so tempting that Max swallowed dry. However, she knew she couldn’t place such expectations and burdens on him.

Note – : I really like this chapter. The knights are realizing further that Max is really a selfless woman. And it was so funny how Ruth was ganged up on hahaha. Lastly, it’s so sweet how Riftan still hugged her to sleep even if he was angry, he must miss her a lot too.