episode_0124
by fnovelpia
The silence that enveloped the empty lecture hall was eerie.
It is because of the life force hidden in the silence and the waves of mana floating in the air.
Even for those with low mana sensitivity, the pressure of the force pressing down on their entire body would be enough to make their nerves tense.
The sword was still aimed at his enemy, emitting the light of the holy sword.
Beatrice de Dahlia, to the Unknown.
He tries hard to avoid Beatrice’s gaze, who only stares at the sword without even looking at the Holy Sword.
He tried not to look at her expression changing from moment to moment. Carl simply did not have the confidence to face the face of a woman who was disappointed and sad.
“Believe.”
Instead, he shouted the starting word.
They push situations to the extreme in an attempt to suppress their internal conflict.
The sword desperately eliminated the weak option.
“……”
Beatrice showed a look of discomfort at the light of the holy sword that had become even stronger.
But even with that expression, the sword did not look at him.
That made Beatrice even angrier.
“……Why?”
She compared the situation, which was completely incomprehensible to her, to a nightmare.
Her blind obsession and affection were gradually destroying her.
In her nightmares, she died, and each time, it was a knife that stabbed her heart. She was afraid of that man, who pierced her fragile flesh with his vicious blade.
I felt sorry and pitiful for myself, having to die without knowing the truth—I knew it vaguely, actually. But strangely, I respected the decision of the sword that had no choice but to stab my heart.
Yes, it must be my fault. Because my future self, the original me, created a terrible future. The sword that made the decision to kill me must have had some reason to do so.
I was so afraid, yet respected.
To Beatrice, the Karl Maynor in her nightmares was a strong man who inspired awe.
That may be why Beatrice became so obsessed with the sword and focused on it. The man who would conquer and trample upon her.
Even though I died hundreds and thousands of times in nightmares, it reminded me of what I had to do. What I could do.
So what does the future hold?
Beatrice wanted to be with Karl in the new future. It was really incomprehensible. Instead of wanting to get rid of the fearful man, she wanted to be by his side.
“……”
In the first place, it seems like I’m already crazy to even have such thoughts.
But what bothered me more than my own incomprehensible behavior was something more absurd and infuriating. I hate that man, Carl Maynor, who points the Holy Sword at me.
I lived my whole life thinking that my identity would be revealed and I would die at any moment. Like a neurotic, I tried to hold on to hope in a vague sense of anxiety.
At least you, Carl Maynor, you know and understand……
So I had a dream that I wanted to be held in his wide arms and be comforted.
Yes, I wanted to have a dream, not a nightmare.
“Why on earth?”
I took a deep breath.
Beatrice had the illusion that she could hear the sound of her dreams being shattered.
Eventually, she realized that she would never be able to escape from the nightmare and that her dreams would never come true.
Karl barely managed to see Beatrice, who was breathing heavily and shedding tears.
“When you stormed the palace, when you turned the banquet hall into darkness and blood… I saw it.”
There was only blood and darkness. The robe was dirty and tattered from rolling around on the floor.
The funeral home where Chloe was taken away was filled with horrific sights that were too horrible to bear.
At that time, Karl, who had barely come to his senses, witnessed the hell created by the unknown… no, Beatrice, while cleaning up the palace.
“The corpses in the palace basement……”
“?”
“They were all twisted beyond recognition. They were so badly damaged. They must have suffered such miserable pain that even the word ‘death’ is too extravagant. ”
The neck was completely turned, the body was twisted as if compressed from all sides, the body was torn apart at each joint, etc…
Carl knows that they were all once living, breathing human beings.
The sight of the knights of the church calmly collecting the bodies of their comrades while overcoming their grief was also not forgotten by Carl. And just as Louis said, only the royal family could use magic to manipulate humans like that.
The photos of the corpses at the scorched earth scene of the Heresy Investigation Bureau that Lewis showed were of the same type.
That’s how Carl got to know the Unknown. He learned how cruel and malicious a person he was.
How much better it would have been if he had not known that the two contrasting figures, Unknown and Beatrice, were actually the same person. The determined Carl felt uncomfortable and heavy-hearted.
“What is that.”
It was as if he was saying, “What does that have to do with anything?”
Beatrice glared at the sword, thinking that was a pathetic remark.
Before long, black mist began to bloom around Beatrice.
“Do you think I’m cruel? Do you think it’s too much to tear them to pieces?”
Beatrice said with a smile.
It was a twisted smile.
“Even death… It’s a luxury for them to just end it like that.”
“…You really aren’t the heroine I knew. I see it now. You’re just a disgusting villain. Just like the original.”
Beatrice asked the sharp knife.
“Villain?”
“Ah, they don’t use that word here?”
The knife felt like it was going to explode.
Words like heroine and villain were originally used only in the world where they existed.
“In my eyes, you are the villains. The sect, the imperial bureaucrats who betrayed us.”
“?!”
“Have you ever tried to understand why… why I do these things?”
There was no time to feel uncomfortable with Beatrice, who returned the ‘words’ that the sword spoke as naturally as flowing water.
It was because her cold anger that poured out immediately was more intense.
“How much I was hurt, how much I was in pain!!”
For a moment, Carl saw a black haze bloom around Beatrice, exploding like an explosion.
The swelling darkness and magic spread widely as if trying to consume the light of the holy sword.
“So how long have I lived cursing myself……”
“……”
Only then did Carl feel the great power that the original Unknown had been emitting. It was on a different level from the power he had seen when he had faced her before. In other words, it was not the strangely friendly and non-threatening magic, but the destructive magic that destroyed the world like in the original.
“Will there come a day when you will know this pain?”
Suddenly, I felt a chill down my spine.
“You too…like me…! If something precious is taken away from you, will you understand my situation…?”
Carl gripped the holy sword tightly. Fear surged through him. He wondered if he could stand up to the darkness that was closing in on him in an instant.
shit.
Somehow the light of the Holy Sword was emitted more.
chuck-
Beatrice reached out.
The magic energy of the atmosphere gathered at the tip of the black glove.
“If I were to take what’s precious to you, would you understand me?”
“Beatrice…”
“Yeah, that’s unfair. Same. You have to go through the same thing I did.”
He tilted his head and asked calmly.
“The Duke of Mainer? They’re not related, but they must be close. Or, Louis? He’s my teacher and my superior, so they must be close. Yes, I know.”
I decided not to add, “I know because I read it too.”
“…or Alana?”
“!”
The sword flinched at the mention of the name of his childhood friend, a saint.
Beatrice said with a snicker.
“Only when you cut off their breath will you become ‘the same’ as me?”
“What the hell are you talking about—”
“I now realize what you lack. You don’t know the pain I’ve been through. So I’ll make you understand.”
Suddenly, an unbearable anger came over me.
Carl swallowed his anger and warned in a cold voice.
“Try it. If you can.”
And he pulled out the holy sword and assumed a stabbing stance.
“Before that, I’ll kill you first.”
Beatrice looked at the sword with her turquoise eyes. He was still glaring fiercely. As expected, the nightmare was not wrong.
In Carl’s expression, he found the same thing as in the nightmare.
That’s right, right before he rushed at Beatrice. And that’s the sight of his sword piercing Beatrice’s heart.
“Is Alana that precious…? Also, because of another woman…!”
Jiiing-
His turquoise eyes glowed and were filled with power.
“Are you threatening and insulting me because of another woman—?!”
Whoosh – The magical energy gathered at the tip of the outstretched finger spread into the air.
Soon, runes appeared in the darkness.
Beatrice chose the worst.
“I didn’t mean to go this far.”
“……”
“Still, this is a less drastic method.”
“What is this…”
Carl stared blankly at the runes he had never seen before and then shouted.
I’ve heard that the royal family can charm people’s hearts, but I’ve never actually encountered something like the ‘Oath of Darkness’.
Beatrice sent a blast of magic energy from the air towards Karl, with her wish still intact. Even though a contract is not made alone.
“Carl Mayner, buy me… buy me only—”
Magi, who was trying to express her mad wish, could not reach the end. Beatrice, who was mumbling, could not finish her words.
Phagejik-
Because the magical energy that was pouring down on the sword was literally annihilated by the light of the holy sword.
The vivid ‘words’ that were about to burn my face disappeared without becoming an oath.
“I don’t know what kind of evil magic you’re trying to cast again.”
“……”
“You’re so stupid that you have to tell me again like this to figure it out, isn’t that surprising?”
In fact, even Karl himself had not expected such a powerful magic to disappear in an instant. Nevertheless, he was just bragging for no reason.
“The darkness that you wield. It doesn’t work on me.”
The sword swung its holy sword into the empty air.
A sharp, dark aura of light appeared.
bang-!
Beatrice blocked the sword’s energy with pure mana, not magic.
Although she is strong, she should be able to deal with the sword with just mana, not power.
“Ah… I guess so.”
But he answered with a hollow smile.
What broke my heart more than the fact that magic didn’t work was that her wish was torn apart as if it were something that could never be achieved.
Beatrice bowed her head toward the sword.
I was disappointed because the reality was so different from what I had expected.
Even the final method like ‘Oath of Darkness’ became useless. After all, he is the main character and nemesis chosen by the Holy Sword.
The sword tried to rush towards Beatrice, who had her head bowed defenselessly.
When I looked at her face, it seemed like it would be impossible for my fragile heart to bear it.
So now, like this, I had to end it while I couldn’t feel her gaze. I had to close my eyes tightly and eliminate the heroine… no, the villain. There was only now. If not now—!
Swish-
At that moment, I felt cold metal brushing against the back of my neck.
At that terrifying moment of do-or-die, a voice was heard behind me.
“Stop. Don’t come any closer to Beatrice.”
“……”
“If you take one more step, if you try to hurt Beatrice, then it will be too late to regret it.”
The sword slowly turned around. At the same time, before the woman’s water-colored hair came into view, he said her name, feeling her voice and the surprisingly fast sword.
“Chloe.”
He narrowed his eyes and swallowed his complicated feelings.
Chloe Deminus, descendant of a warrior blessed by the stars.
The aura of the stars wafted out cheerfully. I knew with my own eyes that Chloe’s power was surrounded by a different kind of light than the light of the Holy Sword, but now I know that that power is not used to destroy evil, but can also be directed at the sword’s master, Karl.
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