Chapter 158 – 158. Women
That evening.
The story went fairly smoothly.
Both families agreed to support Deius and help find Dante’s warlocks hiding within the kingdom.
If the plan had been to simply cooperate with Deius, both sides would have seemed very uncomfortable, but the moment it was revealed that they were planning to exterminate the warlocks, their hesitation disappeared.
Not only is there some hostility towards warlocks, but just by subduing them, you can receive quite strong support from the kingdom’s citizens.
The royal family will also select the Xeronia and Bright families to suppress warlocks who commit evil deeds.
When it comes to swords, it’s Zeronia, and when it comes to magic, it’s divided into the perfect combination of Bright.
In the end, it was unfortunate that Deia ended up stuck in a corner without being able to properly utilize the weaknesses she had brought with her.
‘Well, of course, the best situation is when you don’t have to pick up a knife.’
I know that it would be best if I could persuade them with words, but it is a shame because I worked hard to collect it.
Deius Verdi, Elan, the head of the Bright family, and Gilthea, the head of the Geronia family, are discussing the future while holding a bottle of alcohol each in the banquet hall.
Deia sneaks out and walks through the hallway. It was definitely different from their mansion in North Wedden in many ways.
To block out the cold in North Sweden, the windows are thick, cracks where the wind blows are obsessively blocked, and carpets made of animal skin are used to trap the heat.
Perhaps because it was the hottest south in the kingdom, everything could be seen as the opposite.
The windows are thin and have gaps on purpose to allow heat to escape, and the carpets and decorations are well ventilated to prevent exposure to moisture and heat.
“Miss Deia.”
At that time, Deia turned her head when she heard a voice calling her from behind.
Edwon Bright, the second child of the Bright family, whom I met in the garden this morning.
I was trying to ignore him as he walked to work, but it seemed as if he had come to visit me when I came out of the banquet hall.
“why.”
Even though he answered bluntly, Edwon raised the corners of his mouth as if he thought it was actually cute.
In proportion to that, Deia’s lips drooped without hiding that she was in a bad mood.
“If you’re too drunk, I’ll take you to your room.”
“… … .”
Isn’t it really funny?
Deia has been sensitive to human desire, especially male s*xual desire, since she was very young.
Because her crazy brother was always s*xually harassing her and there was a time when she actually tried to have a relationship with her.
This was because Deia had often felt that people looked greedily at her own body instead of at the meal every day.
‘You damn… … .’
I could barely hold back the swear words that threatened to come out of my mouth. Right now, Ed Won’s eyelids were filled with only her greed and desire.
At their first meeting, they spoke harshly to gain momentum, but there is no need to create discord between members of a family that has just decided to cooperate with each other.
Deia really wanted to take out the magic power gun she was hiding in her arms and make a few holes in her head.
at that time.
“I’m sorry, brother.”
The voice came from behind again, and this time the two people’s eyes turned at the same time.
Erica Bright, who had not attended today’s banquet, was standing there with a polite posture.
“I made an appointment with my sister-in-law first. “There are a lot of things I want to know before she gets married.”
“You didn’t even attend the banquet and were so shameless… … Huh.”
Edwon was about to criticize him harshly, but he looked at Deia next to him. She had been told by Deius in the garden this morning not to treat Erica lightly, so she was even more careful.
“Let’s go, Miss Deia.”
“… … yes.”
Although she hadn’t made an appointment, Deia decided to go with the flow. He didn’t necessarily want to spend any more time with that man.
Deia enters Erica’s room, closes the door, and immediately leans back. She didn’t really want to go inside anymore.
“I think it’s still too early to talk about married life.”
Even though Deia spoke sarcastically, Erica answered without any emotion.
“Yes, I know.”
I take it quite lightly.
That was actually an even more unpleasant day.
“It seems like our affection is deeper than I thought.”
So, let’s say another word as if throwing a jab. Erica, who was preparing something, stops her actions and looks at Deia.
The force was so strong that Deia flinched slightly without realizing it.
“… … “Why, why?”
“I don’t know what your sister-in-law thinks, but my love for Deius is sincere.”
“Don’t call me sister-in-law.”
Deia, who knows that she changed her name that way on purpose, pouts, but Erica continues.
“That’s why I want that person to be happy. Doesn’t your sister-in-law feel strange about Deius right now?”
“It’s so strange as usual.”
Deia shrugged her shoulders and tried to change the subject, but Erica’s gaze did not let her go.
Finally, with a sigh, Deia gives the correct answer.
“It’s probably because of Finden Eye.”
Starting with things you can’t see, to things you don’t necessarily talk about.
It was obviously because Findeneye had disappeared, and she was having a significant effect on Deius.
“Yes, he is pretending to be fine, but in reality his appearance is distorted. “I can’t watch it anymore.”
“… … “She’s your fiancee.”
Deia feels offended by Erica’s words. While she has just openly revealed her affection for Deius, isn’t she also speaking in a tone of support for his relationship with another woman in his heart?
“Are you giving up?”
“I don’t give up. No, you probably can’t.”
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Erica smiled bitterly but answered calmly.
“But it’s okay. “I guess this kind of love exists.”
People around me don’t call it love.
It’s called giving up.
But strangely enough, Deia found himself empathizing with her feelings.
The words of giving up because of love have a strangely deep resonance.
‘Because we’re family… … .’
Deia asks, clenching her fists.
“Is there anything I can help you with?”
“hmm?”
Erica was a little taken aback by Deia, who suddenly said she would help, but after thinking about it for a while, she asked.
“I think we need to get help from our family without Deius knowing. “I tried to do it alone, but I didn’t have enough strength.”
“aha?”
The moment she heard it, Deia immediately nodded her head.
“And that’s my specialty.”
Deia felt better because she had a chance to use the Bright family’s wealth that had been gathering dust without any use.
* * *
“Whoa.”
Cold breath flows out, maintaining a subtle sense of tension.
Before I knew it, Findenai had put the tobacco in her mouth in her mouth, and even though she thought it was a waste, she eventually took out a lighter.
Pong.
Chi profit.
Deius didn’t like it, but Findenai really liked the pop sound of opening the lighter.
After hearing this story, Deius dismissed it, saying that he didn’t like the sound of pong, but that he liked it because it made him smoke tobacco when he heard that sound.
‘What did you say?’
Did you say that if you ring a bell before feeding a dog, it is similar to how a dog knows that it is being fed just by hearing the bell?
At the time I was listening to it, it felt like sh*t so I immediately raised my middle finger with both hands, but now that time has passed, it’s just a memory again.
“Whoa.”
He exhaled a long puff of tobacco smoke and stuffed the lighter into his coat pocket.
Instead of wearing the revealing maid’s uniform, she is now wearing the clothes she wore when she was the leader of a scrap metal dealer.
If I were to make a comparison, I would have been wearing this one for much longer, but it felt strangely awkward.
Well, you’ll get used to it over time.
“Five cigarettes.”
Findeneye, who has made it a habit to count the number of days left in the year, realizes that there is a subtle hesitation in his fingertips.
Since coming over, it has been blooming endlessly, and the number has already decreased considerably.
“Maybe I should quit smoking.”
While saying that, Findeneye, who took a long drag of the tobacco, felt it not simply with her nose and mouth, but with her skin.
When I close my eyes, I remember the time when he gave me this tobacco.
At the time he was taken over by the Clark Republic and returned just before his death.
His embrace, which was artificially held, was surprisingly warm.
“f*ck.”
Let’s do it in moderation, Findenai.
I scolded myself and tried to throw the tobacco in my mouth onto the floor.
There was still enough of it left that it could be called a long shot, so she sucked it all the way to the end and savored it.
As she watched the beginning of the year burn away, she felt like her and his memories were disappearing.
The destination was in sight.
A sign that says Water Bottle Nursery.
When I asked why I named it Aquarius, I remembered the bright smile of my friend who said he was an Aquarius.
The young female director here had her own connection with Finden Eye, so she left the scrap metal dealer’s children here before leaving for Griffin.
“… … .”
I remember that it was decorated quite nicely when I visited before, but now it felt like the nursery itself was tinged with gray, perhaps because the clouds had set.
The lingering scent of blood prickling the tip of Findeneye’s sensitive nose.
Findeneye, who realized that it was not an old thing but that it was flowing right away, gave strength to the ax in his hand and rushed inside.
Quang!
Findeneye kicked in the door, his tattered coat flying. The children’s paintings decorated at the entrance and hallway of the orphanage were stained with blood.
At the end of the hallway was the body of a small child he knew.
“what?”
A man sticks his head out into the hallway. Although they were not members of the Salvation Army, the uniform they were wearing indicated that they were soldiers of the Republic.
Pop!
He probably never thought that those words would become his last words.
The ax that left Findeneye’s hand precisely sliced through the man’s forehead and cut his brain in half.
Hearing the commotion coming from inside, Findenai takes out another ax hidden behind his waist.
“okay.”
He felt angry that the daycare center run by his friend was ruined like this.
Her body trembles with anger as she looks at the body of the little girl who once told her she was pretty.
However, I am finally remembering Finden Eye.
“This is my life.”
What a f*cking shitty life.
Life is a struggle.
Struggle is a tragedy.
The woman fighting for freedom grabbed the ax again and ran forward.
* * *
Slosh, slosh.
Every time I walk, I step on a puddle of blood, making the sound of my feet making a sticky sound. Pass by the piles of uniformed corpses and enter the room where they were gathered.
“… … I’m here?”
A woman saying hello from one side of the room.
She appeared to have been subjected to multiple tortures, and although she was not wearing any clothes, she was covered in blood and wounds so much that her skin was not visible.
“Muse.”
The young director of this orphanage and Findenai’s friend. She thought she was hiding well while secretly helping the scrap metal dealer, but how did she get caught?
Many such questions came to mind, but I didn’t seem to have enough time to ask them.
“Dogs, children. Good kill. “They are worse than animals.”
“… … .”
“I, but, no one…” I didn’t say anything. “Where can you find such a wonderful woman?”
“know.”
The more I spoke, the more I felt Muse’s breathing become heavier and she was falling apart.
Nevertheless, Muse did not stop talking, and Findenai also did not stop it.
“sorry… … “I wanted to protect my kids, but I couldn’t.”
“It doesn’t matter because I will save you.”
Muse, who coughed several times and coughed up blood, raised the corners of her mouth.
“Camp 1. They said they would take the kids to that hell. “I heard everything.”
“… … .”
“I wanted to tell you this… … “Have you been alive until now?”
Giggling and laughing, Muse takes a deep breath. It didn’t seem easy for him to breathe again.
Findeneye slowly placed a hand on Muse’s shoulder. She expressed her gratitude for her will, but the Muse looked at the Finden child in her turn and asked:
“Did you like Griffin?”
“Oh, the sun, the wind, the clouds, the grass. “Everything was good.”
“Hehehehe! i envy you. “Go, what did you do?”
“… … .”
I couldn’t help but hesitate for a moment at that question. But she soon smiles bitterly and reveals her secret to her friend on his final journey.
“I was in love.”
Muse’s eyes widen at the completely unexpected answer.
“Cough! Cough! Oh damn!”
Muse, who reprimands her condition for being absurd, exhales deeply.
“Why are you solving such a fun-looking topic now, idiot?”
“I don’t know either. “What should I do with timing like this?”
“Ah, sir… … “I wanted to die, but I have to live because of you.”
Findeneye’s love story was curious enough to rekindle Muse’s will to live.
The sound of breathing gradually becomes quieter.
The rough breathing gradually becomes less like a chirping sound.
“Let me meet that man too…” … Check if it’s the right person… to do… … .”
“no. “It’s so f*cking cool, you’ll fall in love with it too.”
“I was going to take it, but… … “I got caught.”
Two people laughing at how ridiculous it is. The Muse slowly raised his hand and folded it over the hand of Finden Eye, which rested on his shoulder.
“me… for a moment… … I’ll sleep well. Organizing the story… … “Do it.”
“okay.”
“Findenai… … .”
The blurred voice contained tears for the first and last time.
“Kids, please.”
The soft gliding touch of the Muse. Findeneye looked at it silently, then slowly closed her eyes and nodded.
“Okay, sleep well.”
Findenai took out a tobacco from his pocket. It wasn’t long ago that I thought about smoking in moderation.
I didn’t think I could survive without smoking now.
Thick tobacco smoke naturally surrounds Finden Eye and Muse.
It’s like.
Because it felt as if Deius Verdi was giving rest to the muse’s death, Findeneye unconsciously felt lighter.
“Whoa.”
There are now four left.
But this one wasn’t a waste at all.
Findeneye, who was looking at his friend blankly, stood up and grabbed his two axes.
A commotion coming from outside.
“First-level wanted criminal, terrorist Findenai! “You are surrounded, so surrender meekly!”
At the absurd warning, Findeneye slowly walked out with only a sneer on his lips.
Before we knew it, wild dogs from the Clark Republic had come rushing in and surrounded the orphanage.
It is said that rest is a long, long sleep.
My friend has just closed his eyes, but if it’s this loud, he probably won’t be able to sleep even if he tries.
Coo.
The hand holding the ax takes strength.
Your image is reflected through the transparent shield they are holding.
White hair stained with blood and blood stains on the cheek.
And the gloves of blood ancestors on his hands.
Gloves given as a gift by the owner, who knows well that the longer the battle, the stronger he becomes.
Is it thanks to you?
My body was still hot.
No, actually, it was like this all along.
After crossing the North Weden Mountains and returning to the Clark Republic.
Findenai’s body heat did not go away, as if he was still fighting.
Is that why?
Even as she looked at the numbers she would have normally run away from, she felt relaxed.
“Has there ever been a fight this long?”
Asking herself, Findeneye bit her lip and lunged forward once again, raising her ax high.
Life is a struggle.
Findeneye becomes stronger as the battle lasts.
The barrage of bullets that fly in without any warning are swept away by the storm of her mana and cannot reach her.
It was a skill learned in the Griffin Kingdom.
A wild wind swirls around Findeneye, who takes a big leap and lands in the center of the enemy.
“Surround them and beat them to death!”
“He is a level 1 wanted criminal! “It doesn’t matter if you just kill me!”
“The one who catches it is a special talent!”
Findenai’s ax began to sink like teeth towards the soldiers who rushed forward without retreating.
How many hours have passed like that?
Findeneye’s whole body was already stained with blood, so he couldn’t see his surroundings properly.
Passing by the piles of strewn corpses, Findeneye stumbles and walks down a blood-stained road.
I saw the members of the scrap metal store that I had left behind from afar approaching this way as they were in a hurry.
Findenai let out hot breath but did not collapse.
“Going to Camp No. 1.”
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