Chapter 110
how she loves (2) ============================ 2.
And Rabiel Ivancia gave strength to her hand.
to kill a man.
He wants to infect him with an eternal wound.
- Whoops, whoops, whoops… … ! The man twisted his body.
Rabiel Ivancia's sword went deeper and deeper into his heart.
The man let out a painful scream.
The scream was torn in the space where only the two of them were left.
'I do not want to kill.' Raviel Ivancia bit her lip.
'I don't want to lose it.' However, contrary to the wind, Rabiel Ivancia stabbed the sword even more strongly.
I could feel every touch vividly in my hand.
touches.
his chest is ripped open flesh is cut His heart was pierced, and he was constantly vomiting blood.
All of that becomes Rabiel Ivancia's wounds.
'more.' stronger.
From now on, to carve this moment into your own trauma.
So, one day, even if you don't know when it will be, let the man you love take a peek at this scene.
So the moment the man was about to vomit, Raviel Ivancia stole his lips.
-......! Viridi fishy breath ran from his heart to her mouth.
It was a red, sticky breath.
This is my man's body temperature.
This is my man's blood.
This was my man's heart.
Rabiel Ivancia covered his mouth so that not a single drop could escape.
-.......
The man is dying.
Rabiel Ivancia did not blink.
He did not miss the sight of the man he loved dying for even a single moment.
His complexion paled, his vibrations faded, and his breath faded, and every moment became a pain for her.
I don't want to lose.
I wanted to let go and scream into this world.
I don't want to lose this man.
What if the present moment is not imprinted with trauma? So, what if all of your plans are thwarted? Then I will forget him, and he will lose me.
nothing is left Raviel Ivancia was afraid.
'more.' To be afraid of something was a disgrace for someone like her.
It was an insult.
However, Rabiel Ivancia constantly terrified the sight.
I repeated my terrible imagination.
I deliberately dug deeper into the wound.
His failure to convince the tower.
I forgot him, so I'm just like the old days.
The two of us casually passing by in the hallway.
Overlap the wound on the wound.
-.......
And Raviel Ivancia saw.
his death.
-.......
Rabiel Ivancia understands.
This is the same time as the residue.
Before the man returns, it is a moment suspended for a very short time.
Perhaps in just a few seconds he will return.
He himself will be caught up in his time and will return in the same way.
only a few seconds.
just a few seconds.
But those few seconds felt like eternity to Raviel Ivancia.
She slowly parted her lips.
- Confucius? No answer.
-Confucius.
Ah.
At that very moment, Raviel Ivancia knew.
Yes.
This last sight, the absence of an answer.
His gaze lost direction.
His lips stopped as if he had forgotten how to speak.
Because of this, in the present moment, it became an indelible trauma to Raviel Ivancia.
Everything became clear.
He had never left a scar worse than this.
-.......
Rabiel Ivancia hugged him.
hugged his body.
The last hour with only a few seconds left.
Her last moments were spent hugging him.
Believe.
[Trauma reenactment complete.] As I believe in you, you will also believe in me.
Confucius.
[Confirming that the subject's ego is maintained.] So we can wait for each other.
[End Penalty.] It will.
[Your immersion rate is now 98%.] ㆍ ㆍ ㆍ Strangely, it was hard to open your eyes.
"butler?" The golden sister-in-law sitting across from me was surprised.
It was weird.
The young lady's face, which always seemed to shine brightly, looked hazy only today.
"what happened? Why all of a sudden?”
"Yes?" “You are crying.
now." It was then that I realized that I was crying.
I was surprised.
Until recently, the golden sister and I were chatting with each other.
I just blinked my eyes for a very short time.
In that moment, tears flowed.
"Ah… ?" Even the tears didn't stop.
"Gee, butler? I'm a little scared.
I'm not afraid of many things, but I'm a little scared? Why are you suddenly crying while talking to me? What, did I do something strange again?" “No… that… me too, I don’t know.”
"Are you crying for no reason? It turned around? Heh.
You're really crying...
Uh, what should I do? It's the first time my butler has been crying like this since I was beaten up by me when I was 5 years old..." "It's a real lifelong drag.
Miss.
Forget it if you can." “But the butler.
Even if you say you forget that you were beaten when you were 5, the butler was beaten at the age of 6, you were beaten at the age of 7, you were beaten all the time until you were 14, and in fact, you are still being beaten from time to time.
In fact, it is no exaggeration to say that the life of a butler is a series of beatings by me.”
Amnesia.
"......." "Hey, I thought I'd stop crying, but why are you beating me again?! I'm sorry! I'm sorry I just hit you! I won't hit you anymore.
I'll hit you less insultingly.
.
Is that all right?!”
“I must have had a nightmare, lady…”
“Yes? Nightmare? Did I get caught by a monster and ripped to death?”
"no.
A woman looks at me and cries endlessly...
I wanted to wipe the tears away, but I was very sad that I couldn’t.”
"indeed." The golden sister-in-law had a deeply understanding expression on her face.
“That woman was me.”
“The lady was never… .
A lady would never show such a pitiful and noble expression on her face.
Because the atmosphere is different by birth...
.”
"Ah.
Shall I hit you, just?”
The golden sister-in-law stared at this side with stricken eyes.
Normally, around this time, I should have bowed my head and said 'I'm sorry', and then the young lady would reply with a face that couldn't be helped, 'I can understand the generosity of you'.
But I got up from my chair.
"butler?" “Wait a minute, where are we going?”
“Eh.
Where are you tonight? I was going to tell you that I had dinner with the Crown Prince tomorrow.
I was excited and tried to brag.
The butler has a duty to listen to my pride.”
I bowed my head.
"sorry.
miss.
But there is definitely a place to go.”
"......." The golden sister-in-law narrowed her eyes, hehehe.
The young lady placed her hand on the chin-up of the chair and looked at my face.
"okay.
The butler has a head, and if he has a head, he will think.
But don't come back bare-handed? I'll have to stop by the kitchen and steal some muffins.”
“Tomorrow the Crown Prince will present the young lady with a ring of blue coral.”
The golden girl blinked her eyes.
"Yes?" “I will go now.”
I walked out.
Behind his back, “Butler! Is that just real?!”
the lady exclaimed.
but ignored it.
"Wait, even if you leave, answer the question and leave! Butler, you're a sabangsae!" After coming to Sormwin Academy, the young lady has become much more docile, but the essence of her is still the alley leader.
I hurried to my feet.
It may be the first road I've taken, but my steps are familiar.
'It's as if I've walked the same path before.' The door to the dormitory of the Duke of Silver Lily was open.
There were no guards.
It should have felt strange, but I just thought, 'It seems like it.' My steps did not hesitate and crossed the garden.
Hallway.
”
A single point of moonlight: “…was waiting for me?”
“Yes.
Today is the [second].”
Questions and answers out of context.
An incomprehensible conversation caressed the night air.
With the full-length mirror behind her, Young Ae, the Duke of the Silver Lily, was smiling.
"Look in the mirror." “……”
“What do you see?”
+ ■■■ ■■■: ■■ ■■ [Mu■]，旧■S], [■■], [■■] ■■ ■■ ■■ ■■■: [Master], [Lover], [ ■■■ ■■], [■■■], [■■■], [■■I], [■■], [■■■■■■■■■], [■■■■ ■■ ■■■], [■■ ■■■■■] + “… … You can see the words “master”
and “lover”.
the word child.
It seems that you can see fragments of small letters, but the meaning is difficult to understand.”
“Call me.”
“So…”
I was about to call you, Little Duke, but I shut my mouth.
Even though it is the title that Rabiel Ivancia is most respected and honored.
"Don't call me a peacock with those lips again." I'll cut out your heart and kill you." I remembered a conversation I had never had before.
It was as if he was peeking into the dream of his previous life.
I was confused.
It seemed that we shouldn't be calling her a peacock no matter what.
“… … Young-ae.”
“It’s gotten better.”
Young-ae, the duke of the silver lily, came up to me.
Her red eyes looked at me.
Just staring, Young-ae's lips were tightly shut.
“What kind of dream did you have?”
Still, to me, it felt as if Young-ae, the duke of the silver lily, was speaking to me.
Closed lips seemed to move.
It was too intense to be a hallucination, and too distinct to be a hallucination.
“Young-ae… … You were weeping.”
「And?」 “You kept calling someone.
A certain man was tied in front of Young Ae...
.
Perhaps you called the man, I think.
But I can't remember the man's name.”
『And?』 “Young-ae stabbed the man with a sword and suffered.”
It was strange.
Why do I speak endlessly to those who are still silent? Why is Young-ae, Duke of the Silver Lily, silently listening to me? It was really weird.
The strangest thing is that my heart doesn't take this kind of awkwardly.
“It’s wonderful.”
Duke of Silver Lily, Young Ae, stroked my hair.
'It's amazing.' The sound of those words penetrated deeply into my heart.
'It's amazing.' A very long time ago.
It was as if he had heard such a word somewhere before he was even born.
I think it smelled blue.
“Look.”
Young-ae, the duke of the silver lily, pulled something out of her arms.
it was a card “… … What is?" “It is proof that you worked hard for me.
You can be proud of it.”
The golden cards were engraved with dense letters.
+ [A certain regressor's love] Rank: EX Effect: For a regressor, love is poison.
No matter how hard you try, you cannot share time with the one you love.
Then, a certain returner longed for it.
'Please protect my lover's memory.' That wish came true by reaching the tower.
You share a timeline with your loved one.
When your lover goes through the day, you also go through the day.
If you go back one day, your lover goes back one day too.
This is the oath of the ring.
This is the marriage of time.
Good luck to both of you.
※However, it only activates when you and your lover love each other.
+ "......." I was speechless for no reason.
“I want you to protect my lover’s time.”
Silver Lily Young-ae smiled slightly.
“It’s just difficult to get a proposal like this.
I like your voice.
do you know I won't listen to you unless you say it directly to me.
So you Come back soon.”
My chest was pounding.
“I will kill you.
I will kill you no matter how many times Until you come back, if you can come back by showing me my wounds, I will show you again and again.”
“Young girl… … “So, look at my wounds and suffer.
Look at the scars you left on me.
Look and see.
There are traces of you.”
Young-ae, Duke of the Silver Lily, reached out and grabbed my neck, saying, "You are the only one in this world who can kill me." sneakily.
“Know that I am the only one who can kill you.”
and i saw [You are dead.] [Reproduce the trauma of the enemy who killed you.] I saw and saw again.
[Currently, your immersion rate is 97%.] I saw Young Ae, the Duke of the Silver Lily, weeping.
I saw her killing a man over and over again.
Every day I went back, I lived in her dream.
[You are dead.] [Your engagement rate is now 96%.] We loved in a previous life.
[You are dead.] [Your immersion rate is now 95%.] You will love again in this life.
Maybe even in the next life.
[Currently, your engagement rate is 94%.] [Your engagement rate is currently 93%.] [Your engagement rate is currently 92%.] That I hurt you.
A place I haven't seen, a time I haven't been able to be with, that you shed tears.
crying silently.
Unless I forget them.
If you don't forget, if you remember.
[Your engagement rate is now 91%.] We can love forever.
[Your immersion rate is now 90%.] And.
and.
and.
And I return to you.
by opening the door.
across the garden.
Running down the hallway.
You were born as the daughter of the Duke of Ivancia.
Having a sad mother led to a sad life.
Before you were born, you were determined who you would marry, and from the time you were born, you dedicated your life solely to that person.
You were a white flower.
You were called the Moon of Ivancia, you were called the Little Duke, or, shorter, the Princess.
“Have you come?”
"......." You are standing in the hallway.
Standing in the dark corridor of night, you were like a lonely island in the middle of the night sea.
An endless sea surrounded you.
I overheard the waves of the sea.
Not the duke of Ivancia, not the duke's daughter, and shorter, not the princess.
“Raviel.”
The white flower smiles.
“I was waiting.
Confucius.”
I am.
I love you.111.