Baby Prisoner of the Winter Castle Chapter 119

She gives her magical power. 

 

To the Golem Master, it was just a magical act, similar to how wizards use magic through spells.

 

The method varied from master to master, and in Clarisse’s case, she often transferred magic by pressing her lips against the target.

 

So, when Clarisse gives the magic… 

 

“…!” 

 

In Noah’s frozen mind, he drew an immense conclusion, sat down behind the desk and pressed the mask with the tips of his long fingers. 

 

“Don’t say nonsense!”

 

“What do you mean by nonsense?” 

 

Clarisse leaned forward, placing both hands on the desk.

 

“We don’t know what happened in the wizard’s castle. So, all I’m saying is I’m going to ask the stone that went there.”

 

“You don’t have to ask for the stone on my face!”

 

“Noah, are there stones anywhere other than your face?”

 

Clarisse, who asked that question, had a menacing look in her eyes that made her want to immediately lift Noah’s clothes and check. 

 

He quickly answered, feeling a strange sense of crisis.

 

“…T, there isn’t!” 

 

“Hmm, so there isn’t.” 

 

Clarisse looked oddly disappointed. 

 

Even if there were a stone on his body in the first place, Clarisse wouldn’t have had a chance to see it. 

 

“Then, as expected, I have no choice but to ask for the stone on your face.” 

 

“Didn’t you say that the stone on my face was silent for a long time? Surely, it must have fallen into a deep sleep and knows nothing.”

 

“We don’t know about that. There are stones that listen during sleep, and some that wake up occasionally. Moreover, in the wizard’s castle, there are many talking stones, so there’s a possibility it might have regained consciousness for a moment.”

 

Clarisse’s face as she spoke like that looked like a quite skilled golem master. 

 

Is that why she can casually talk about kissing Noah’s face? 

 

Because it is simply an act of handing magical power to a ‘stone’.

 

‘But.’

 

Noah glanced down at Clarisse’s lips as he swallowed his saliva. 

 

‘I, I can’t think like that…’

 

He will think very differently the moment Clarisse kisses the stone.

 

And that was undoubtedly far from the advice the Duke had once given him about “gentlemanliness.” 

 

‘That’s why I was able to avoid being rude to the girl today by holding on to the handkerchief.’

 

Honestly, at that moment, there was a part of him that wanted to reach out and gently hold Clarisse’s hand, saying, “It can’t be helped.” 

 

Clarisse probably didn’t think it was that strange. Because he’s been like that ever since he was young. 

 

But that was a cowardly thing to do.

 

In that act, he will feel his own secret joy.

 

And the same would apply when transferring magic to the stone on his face.

 

“In fact, Noah… doesn’t really like that stone much. That’s why you don’t like me to transfer magic to it either.”

 

No, it’s not like that.

 

Unable to tell the actual reason, he nodded his head cautiously.

 

“A little while ago, the Duchess really got into trouble. If it weren’t for Mallang and Noah, what would have happened…”

 

Clarisse bit her lip for a moment, as if in pain, as if she were reminded of the terrible family.

 

“It happened while the madam’s identity was being revealed, and I hope there are no lingering doubts about that matter.”

 

It was the same for Noah.

 

Just as the Duke had shown him affectionate feelings not long ago, Brielle was also very affectionate toward Noah. 

 

So he was paying more attention to this case.

 

“I’ll ask you one last favor, Noah. Could you help me not miss even the slightest chance?”

 

And Clarisse looked at him with longing eyes.

 

After a bit of silence, Noah finally gave an answer.

 

“… If it’s for the madam, my heart won’t weaken.”

 

“That’s because Noah is kind-hearted like that. And I made a statement that took advantage of that.”

 

Clarisse was sorry, saying, ‘That was really bad,’ but in fact, it was Noah who was worse, so he didn’t think about blaming her. 

 

Although he nodded his head as if he had no choice, he was actually feeling a sense of anticipation.

 

“O…kay.” 

 

“R, really?”

 

“However, this is only for the sake of the madam. There are no other intentions involved.” 

 

What Noah said was actually something he said to himself. 

 

This isn’t a kiss or anything, so don’t get any strange ideas.

 

“Mhm, I won’t ask about anything else. So, will you take off the mask?”

 

It seemed that Clarisse was about to give him a kiss… no, she was thinking of giving magic to his stone right away.

 

“O, okay, uhm…” 

 

It seems like his face might have turned a bit red. 

 

As he hesitated to lower the mask, Clarisse reached out and pulled on both of his arms.

 

“Can you bow down a little?”

 

“Oh, uhm… okay.” 

 

Noah didn’t resist, and he lowered his upper body as Clarisse led. 

 

Her face got closer.

 

“This should be enough. right?”

 

“….” 

 

“This is my first time giving magic power to a stone in a person’s body, so it won’t be any different, right?”

 

“I think it’s…the same. Maybe.” 

 

Noah pulled his mask down slightly to expose his forehead and his eyes.

 

“Is this enough?”

 

The reason he covered his cheeks and lips was because he was a little embarrassed. 

 

“Could you lower it a little more? Because there are more rocks on your cheeks than on your forehead.”

 

“T, that’s a bit…” 

 

“Oh my, you know that I like Noah’s face, right?” 

 

It seems like Clarisse knew that Noah was feeling embarrassed about her touching his face.

 

“Actually, I wasn’t going to talk about this.”

 

Clarisse smiled brightly.

 

“I was feeling very ‘disappointed’ for not being able to see Noah’s face for a long time?” 

 

Clarisse expressed her disappointment with great force.

 

“So when I thought about giving it magical energy, I admit I was a bit selfish, thinking I could see Noah’s face.” 

 

“…Selfish?” 

 

“Mhm, pretty mischievous, right?”

 

No, it was just cute.

 

Especially when compared to Noah’s selfishness.

 

He was so excited that he could be kissed by the girl he liked. 

 

“O, okay.”

 

Noah slowly lowered the mask that had been tightly pressed against his face and placed it on the desk.

 

Then her amber eyes began to sparkle amazingly.

 

He doesn’t know which part of this ugly face is so appealing, though. 

 

“Noah, didn’t it… become more beautiful?”

 

“…D, don’t say nonsense.” 

 

“Your skin seems to be smoother! Is it okay if I touch it?” 

 

There was no way the skin was smooth because the stones were tightly packed.

 

However, despite that, Clarisse began to breathe heavily, unable to suppress her excitement.

 

“Ugh, it’s really pretty.”

 

“Do whatever you want.”

 

Noah decided to just let Clarisse do what she wanted. 

 

It seems that would be a quick way to get out of this painful yet happy situation.

 

No actually. 

 

It was so nice to see Clarisse looking at him, meticulously caressing his face up close. 

 

The changing expressions, the sound of breathing, and somehow the warm, raw sweetness and soft scent reminiscent of fresh milk…

 

‘Ah, really.’

 

It would be nice if they could hug each other tightly like this again. 

 

But his arms were already held by Clarisse’s hands. 

 

No, in the first place, it wasn’t appropriate to hug someone without their consent.

 

Didn’t the Duke say that? 

 

‘Think of the distance a gentleman should keep, Noah Sinnet.’

 

He closed his eyes tightly, repeating the words he had learned.

 

He hoped that if he couldn’t see what was in front of him, he would be able to let go of other desires that kept coming to his mind.

 

But the moment Clarisse’s lips gently touched his cheek, he knew that all his efforts were in vain. 

 

With his fingertips, which had lost strength of their own, he gripped the surface of the desk as if scratching it.

 

Oh my, he never heard of such a soft object existing in this world.

 

He couldn’t even think of the phrase “as a gentleman.” There was nobody who wouldn’t be swayed by this intense temptation.

 

Oh, please, just a little more.

 

Before he knew it, he prayed that those warm lips would touch him more. 

 

No, if possible…

 

“Is it done now?”

 

When Clarisse carefully separated her lips with a question, Noah almost answered, ‘It’s not enough yet.’, even though he didn’t know anything.

 

Soon Clarisse placed her hands on Noah’s cheeks.

 

At this moment, Noah yearned for the stone he had hated his whole life. ‘If you notice, be quiet.’ 

 

If only that could happen, then the gentleness from a moment ago would reach him again. 

 

“Hmm, it seems like there’s enough magic… but could it be because you don’t want to talk to me?”

 

“T, that could be possible. It seems… like more magic is needed.” 

 

Oh, shameless. Really.

 

Noah felt ashamed of himself for shamelessly uttering such words. Surely, he would later sink into self-loathing.

 

He is using Clarisse, who knows nothing, to fulfill such base desires.

 

That’s why he might be called trash instead of a gentleman…

 

“I see, it looks like more magic power is needed.”

 

With that response, Clarisse leaned in without hesitation, pressing her lips firmly against Noah’s cheek. As they touched again, a faint breath brushed against his face.

 

Is it really good that this cute young lady even has lovely breathing?

 

Noah decided to just be a happy piece of trash.

 

No, he already was.