◈ 323. [Side Story] In the Mood for Love (5)
The agents of the Assassination Squad shrewdly dug into the palace.
Lucas followed slowly behind him.
Walking along the corridor of the villa, Lucas was lost in memories for a while.
Serenade, Alberto, and many others… … A beautiful childhood in this villa.
Dustia, who took care of herself when she came here after losing her parents.
Ash, who was shot by an arrow instead of calling him older brother.
The bright and beautiful days.
Trampled by the boots of the intruders.
“… … .”
Lucas stopped in his seat.
Then, he pulled out the sword Ash had given him as a gift, which was worn around his waist.
Sreung-!
Hearing the sound of blades hitting the outside air, the leader of the assassination unit walking in front of Lucas turned around curiously.
Lucas glared at the leader of the assassination unit with tears streaming down his blue eyes. The leader clicked his tongue.
“Are you going to stop us now?”
“… … .”
“For that to happen, you shouldn’t have opened the door in the first place. little kid You opened the door and the knife is already in your stomach. What are you trying to do now?”
“It’s not like that.”
Lucas chewed ferociously and spat it out.
“I definitely helped you. He said he kept his promise to Her Highness Fernandez. So, Her Majesty Fernandez must save the people of my family. … … Apart from that, I will die in an accident here.”
If Dustia and Ash had to die today.
He would die here too, Lucas decided.
“I went crazy with the side effects of the Beastization Serum, and I couldn’t tell who was my friend… … They are attacking you.”
“Hey kid, stop talking nonsense. Just put that knife back in and I’ll make it happen-“
But before the leader could say anything, Lucas inserted a syringe containing the beast-blood serum into his neck.
As soon as the serum was injected, it created a magical chemical reaction that penetrated Lucas’ body.
Lucas bent down and shivered as he felt the blood vessels in his body swell.
“Ha ha, ah… … !”
Then, between the boy’s disheveled blond hair, two blue eyes burned like flames.
The tears that flowed down it seemed to flow like sparks.
“Did you keep your promise? therefore… … Let me die for the last bit, for the sake of Highness Ash.”
“… … .”
The tongue-in-cheek leader gestured to the subordinates in front of him, then drew two daggers from his chest and grabbed them.
“You guys are in charge of removing the second empress and the prince. I have to take care of this poor little boy.”
Lucas, who was breathing white through his parted mouth, lowered his stance.
Then, with the bestowed sword forward, he leaped like a beast.
***
The hall at the entrance to the palace.
“Oh my God! Please come to your senses!”
Standing at the entrance to the first floor, Ash screamed. Ash was watching Dustia standing on the ledge on the third floor.
Dustia was swaying precariously on the railing on the third floor with a knot made of rope around her neck.
“It’s dangerous, Mama! Come down!”
Ash looked around for help, but no one was there.
It was a situation where Alberto was forced to go on vacation today – no, as if it was for this reason.
The serenade that came to care every day was not there today.
Ash prayed with both hands, then knelt on the floor and prayed to Dustia.
“You said you were living with me, Mom! please! Please don’t… … !”
“ash.”
Dustia’s face was calm. Just like before the madness.
“It sounds like nonsense, but listen carefully. Mom has been through this day thousands of times. So she all knows what’s going to happen.”
“all right. mom. Okay, so come down and talk… … !”
“If I die, you can inherit the clan curse and survive today. okay. It’s the only way.”
With a peaceful, warm smile, she opened her mouth slowly.
“I’m sorry, Ash. I’m really sorry for passing on this curse. our son But this is how you live… … .”
A single tear streamed down her smiling eyes.
“Mom will always be by your side.”
“No, Mom! no!”
“I love you.”
Dustia jumped down the railing.
“No, no!”
With Ash’s scream, Dustia’s withered body hung in the air.
Fortunately or unfortunately, Dustia’s suicide ended quickly.
The rope broke his neck, and his life ended before he could suffocate.
squeak- squeak-
Dustia’s corpse swayed like a pendulum with her neck hanging from a rope.
A hazy gray mana escaped from his body and flowed into Ash, who stood blankly and shed tears.
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With the sound of a clock ticking,
“Cool, cool?! Big, cool memory!”
Ash collapsed to the floor, coughing violently and shivering.
Eventually, the trembling body calmed down, and Ash’s black eyes settled coldly in the disheveled black hair.
“… … iced coffee.”
Ash’s voice, which slowly raised his body, was a little different from before.
“Damn it. I never get used to this feeling even if I experience it thousands or tens of thousands of times.”
There is no cool feeling unique to a fifteen-year-old boy.
His voice sounded tired and worn out over time.
“It’s okay to set the return point at a slightly different time… … . Why is it always this time when I come back?”
Looking up at his mother with eyes full of emptiness instead of sadness, Ash let out a dry sigh.
“Couldn’t there be another way, Mother? Please be considerate of your son who has to look up at your corpse every time he returns… … .”
I roughly wiped the tears that wet my cheeks as if it were annoying.
Ash turned around.
“And, you guys are really sick of it too.”
Before I knew it, the agents of the assassination unit were pouring into the hall on the first floor.
The number is about twenty.
Killing machines, each skilled in killing people, slowly surrounded Ash.
“ha… … .”
Ash sighed and brushed his hair back, then held out his hand and nodded.
“Come in, f*ck f*cks.”
A desolate sneer hung over the boy’s lips.
“I feel like X, so let’s take our anger out.”
“… … ?”
On the contrary, the agents of the assassination unit were taken aback.
A young prince who had no fighting ability at all, and who was bare-handed. He is provoking them.
There was no other way to explain it other than that I was crazy.
But, what does it matter?
I’m destined to die here today anyway.
The agents drew their knives from their bosoms in unison, and charged from all sides at the target they were supposed to kill.
***
Both daggers wielded by the leader of the assassination unit were lodged in Lucas’ body.
One on the shoulder and one on the side.
And, Lucas’s sword was also embedded in the assassination unit leader’s body.
left chest.
It was heart.
The leader tried to subdue Lucas without killing him. Lucas noticed it and took advantage of it.
After intentionally hitting a part that would not be fatal even if the attack was allowed, he put a fatal blow into the gap.
Although the leader was strong, he could not properly grasp the boy’s condensed will and tenacity. So he stopped and allowed a fatal wound.
“Cool, cool! … … I got this right… … .”
The leader, who was bleeding from his open mouth, collapsed with a bitter laugh.
“also… … McGregor is McGregor… … .”
fluff.
The leader’s body fell to the side without strength.
After confirming his death with eyes burning bright blue, Lucas staggered towards the villa.
He allowed many attacks besides the shoulders and flanks. Blood flowed from all over his body, and it seemed that he would lose consciousness at any moment. But Lucas walked.
He was going to die next to Dustia and Ash.
‘I can’t do it, together… … let me die… … .’
Leaving bloody footprints, Lucas gritted his teeth.
From the garden to the entrance of the villa.
There was no place where memories were not accumulated.
With a face distorted like a beast because he was in the state of a beast, Lucas wept.
I want to go back.
to those days
To those days that were as beautiful as flowers… … .
Lucas moved his feet with all his strength and entered the hall on the first floor of the detached palace.
“… … ?”
I had to face an incomprehensible sight.
The members of the assassination unit were all lying around as corpses. Without a single exception, all fell dead.
And upon that heap of corpses-
“You are late.”
Ash was sitting.
As if he were the king of hell sitting on his throne, his entire body soaked in blood. He smiles leisurely and desolately. He waved at Lucas happily.
“You traitor bastard.”
“what… … ? how… … ?”
Unable to accept the situation, Lucas stuttered blankly. Ash shrugged his shoulders calmly.
“Every time you regress, the same guys attack in the same way, isn’t it an idiot to not win?”
“Prince, Your Highness… … ? That’s right, sir… … ?”
The atmosphere was different.
Even though it was different, it was so different.
There was no trace of the usual innocent and kind boy, and what was there now was a man like a wind that smelled of blood and dust.
“Your Highness the Prince? then. That’s right, Your Highness the Prince.”
Ash smiled and slowly rose from the top of the pile of corpses.
“Come on, traitor. The prince you must kill is here. Why don’t you bite me? Or do you get rabies and don’t even recognize who you’re supposed to kill?”
Ash’s black abyss-like eyes radiated clear hostility.
Lucas staggered back.
“No, I’m not trying to kill you… … .”
“Don’t call me brother. f*ck. Because it looks like it will make hives.”
With both hands in his trouser pockets, Ash strode toward Lucas.
“If you hadn’t opened that door tonight, my mother would have been alive.”
Dustia’s body had already been collected by Ash and left on the first floor.
Only then did Lucas confirm Dustia’s death, and his eyes widened.
“If you hadn’t contended to save your family, my mother would have lived much longer… … ! Then I must have started this damn regression even a little late!”
Ash, who had walked right in front of the trembling Lucas, growled ferociously.
“It’s all your fault, Lucas. entire.”
“Ah, ah… … ugh… … .”
I couldn’t understand everything Ash said.
It was the unmistakable truth that he had betrayed him, so in the end Lucas shuddered, unable to utter a word.
The sword was still in Lucas’ right hand.
Ash stretched out his arm and grabbed Lucas’s wrist, then put the sword in his hand to his throat.
“You bastard who doesn’t even recognize the owner, come on! stab me! That’s what you came for!”
The tip of Lucas’ sword flew into Ash’s throat,
hooked!
Lucas hurriedly put his left arm between them to block the sword.
Blood gushed out of Lucas’s left arm where the sword was stuck. Ash glanced at Lucas annoyedly, then shove him aside.
Courage!
Lucas’ body rolled on the floor helplessly,
Chaeng-Grang-!
The sword, which had already been cracked from fighting the leader of the assassination unit, eventually shattered.
Amidst the remains of his shattered sword and the puddles of his own blood, Lucas fell to his knees and sobbed his head on the floor.
“I was wrong, I was wrong… … .”
“… … .”
“Please kill me, Your Highness… … please kill me… … .”
Lucas’s consciousness gradually faded due to the recoil of the beast and excessive blood loss.
After spatting out the words of apology until the end, Lucas passed out.
Ash, who was glaring at Lucas with contempt, brushed his hair with a long sigh.
“Because you’re a consistent asshole from start to finish… … .”
Ash retrieved a bandage from a nearby cupboard and applied first aid to Lucas’s wound with astonishing skill.
Bandaging his bloody hands as well, Ash put a cigarette he found in the cupboard in his mouth and lit it.
profit-
It was a very natural motion, like a person who had smoked cigarettes all his life, even though he had lived a life far from smoking.
“Whoa… … .”
I let out a long smoke and turned my body back,
“How do you think things are over?”
A wizard in a gray robe walked slowly into the hall.
It was an unexpected appearance, but as if he had already expected it, Ash calmly chewed on a cigarette and furrowed his brow.
“Isn’t this the great ‘Prophet’ of Everblack? You are always one beat late.”
“haha. a prophet It’s such an unfamiliar title.”
A wizard who appeared out of nowhere five hundred years ago and helped restore Everblack.
The ‘prophet’ who turned the black thorn tree into a magical beacon and led the construction of an empire.
He slowly took off the hood of his robe, revealing the face of a man with shaggy gray hair and thick, invisible glasses.
Ash glared at him and let out a puff of smoke.
“Nice to meet you again. You f*cking director bastard.”
Then, the prophet-Ader, who smiled bashfully, spoke in his characteristic languid voice.
“Did you enjoy your short vacation? Oh, ‘Save Slot’? Now, let’s start the ‘game’ of this episode.”
Right after that, Ader bitterly corrected his words.
“no… … The last game we were allowed to play.”
