episode_0353

In a touching moment of reunion, a woman’s voice that could not be heard tickled my ears.

Caught behind. Since when? The thought occurred to him late, and Siron’s face stiffened even though he did not intend to.

“…Did you miss me?”

“Of course I missed you.”

Siron tried to look back, pretending to remain calm.

It wasn’t easy to turn around because of the two arms that were squeezing my body, but when Siriel let go, Siron was able to face her blue eyes.

The area around the eyes is red.

It is a sign that she shed tears of relief after learning that Siron was safe. As if those three were sobbing in a crucible of emotion. Siriel also felt the emotion of reunion after a year.

How long has it been since I last saw my beloved? Someone she couldn’t get even if she sacrificed her whole life. I didn’t like Siron’s reaction, which was as stiff as wood and stone, but somehow, thanks to having a child, I felt a maternal love that I had never seen before in Siriel. So there was no problem in thinking that it was simply a reaction of shame.

This awkwardness is temporary. Now, I just desperately want to spend each day talking together and sharing each other’s thoughts and feelings. I once again felt how precious the time I could spend with him was.

“Oppa, I really missed you. I’m so happy that we can finally meet each other now.”

Siriel soon rubbed her tear-soaked face against the hem of Siron’s clothes.

Siron gently hugged her. My body moved not to appease Siriel, who was showing passionate emotions, but from the joy of reunion that I truly felt.

but…

This situation. It was incredibly uncomfortable.

I can’t believe it’s uncomfortable. He wondered what he was thinking as he hugged his younger sister and fiancée, whom he had not seen in a year, but his body could not lie.

Actually, I noticed it to some extent.

Lucia Seira Jura. Even when the three of us couldn’t come to our senses while having a touching reunion,

“…?”

‘what?’

The emotion Siron was feeling was a bit of trembling.

There is something strange about expressing an emotion as trembling, but that cannot be helped even as a poetic theory.

Yes, so to speak, I feel like a sinner who has committed a sin.

Embarrassed, thrilled, intimidated… I couldn’t put my finger on what was going on in my head. A cool sweat runs down my back.

My body couldn’t help but react to the feeling of my chest being crushed here and there.

“…Ahaha.”

Is that why? Siriel smiled awkwardly and rolled her eyes. But that was only for a moment. She smiled seductively and twirled her finger on Siron’s chest.

“Pervert.”

“…”

“It’s been a while since we met, but isn’t the reaction a bit different?”

“It’s because you tickle me.”

Siron dropped Siriel and adjusted his trousers. Perhaps because the atmosphere was strange, it was easy to escape from Siriel’s embrace.

“How did you get here? Why is Yoru like that?”

Shiron pointed to Yoru, who was standing proudly in a maid uniform. It looks like he’s trying to change his mind, but there’s nothing he can do about it. I didn’t do anything wrong, but for some reason I kept wanting to change the subject.

Siriel also seems to know this and laughs and agrees with him.

“You wrote a letter saying your brother would be coming soon. But even after a year, they keep repeating the same thing, so I got worried and ended up here.”

“How on earth do you know about this place?”

“Dream.”

“Dream?”

“I had a dream and the place where my brother was was appeared before my eyes. What is it? So I came to visit and there was my brother. I’m so glad!”

Siriel smiled brightly and hugged Siron again. It was nice to see that there were no tears anymore and smiles of complete joy, but the atmosphere of the place was still gloomy and heavy.

‘What the fuck should I do?’

A warning in the minds of Lucia and Seira. The person who committed the sin was here.

Just two months ago, they wrote a threatening letter to the Imperial Mansion. And that too without matching the theory or words at all.

But the water has already been spilled. All they can do is pray that Siron will roast Siriel on his own.

Looking at Siriel’s condition, she seems to be helpless with the joy of meeting Siron.

‘Please just move on…’

“Dream? If it’s a dream, is it a prophecy?”

“Well, isn’t it the power of prophecy that has been passed down from generation to generation in the family?”

“You have awakened the power of prophecy…”

“Yes! ah. Should I have told you this in advance?”

“No, there is no need to say anything now.”

Siron smiled and patted Siriel. As I relaxed during the conversation, I was able to interact with Siriel more naturally.

However, the unanswered question did not disappear from his mind.

“But a letter? You mean the one you sent to Yoru?”

“!”

“…What are you talking about? Isn’t this a letter your brother wrote?”

Siriel tilted her head and took out a bundle of papers from her pocket. Siron immediately received the letter and quickly checked it.

‘Who on earth would forge something so carefully…’

It didn’t take long to determine the authenticity. The content of the letter was full of content that Siron had never written.

Finding out who did it was even faster. Looking to the side, at the end were two idiots fidgeting for no reason.

‘It’s them.’

“…The letter I wrote is correct. I guess I was too busy dealing with the demon spirit.”

However, Siron decided not to bother correcting that part. It seemed like time outside passed a little faster while he was talking with Yura.

About half a year or so? This was the moment when I thought that it would be better to turn a blind eye to an accident like this rather than reveal it for no reason, since Lucia and Seira must have had a hard time waiting for a long time.

“Hmm~”

“What is that smile?”

“No, it’s nothing. Brother than that. Don’t we have something to do first?”

“What?”

“We should go back home together. Aisha, come here.”

Siriel motioned to Aisha, who was standing blankly. Perhaps because of the way she called, Aisha followed Siriel’s words even though she was reluctant.

“…Why does this guy have a jewel sword.”

Siron looked at the sword in Aisha’s hand. [Jewel Sword Spica] For some reason, the Star Sword forged by Atmos was in the hands of a demon princess, not Siriel.

“You know, oppa? What I saw in my dream wasn’t just your brother’s location?”

“Well, what is it.”

“While I was coming here, I had no choice but to close my eyes for a moment, and then I saw my brother again.”

“What did it look like?”

“This demon stabbed your brother in the chest?”

“…”

“No matter how much I said it was a dream, as soon as I saw that scene, I immediately wanted to get up and strangle this woman.”

But it didn’t happen. That means…

“But I didn’t. Because in the very next scene, my brother suddenly came back to life.”

Siriel smiled brightly, walked quickly, and grabbed Yura’s hand.

“Uh, huh?”

“This woman. He saved my brother.”

“Is that a prophecy too?”

“Isn’t it a prophecy? I’ve never met this woman, but she looks exactly like the one I saw in my dream. Oh, have we seen you somewhere? When I look up close, the face looks familiar…”

“Lee, let go of this!”

Goosebumps running down my spine. Yura tried her best to free her hand, but unfortunately, her hand could not escape Siriel’s grasp.

“You want me to let go? Do you really want your brother to remain at the top?”

“No, that’s not it!”

I don’t feel like something. She is the one who spends a huge amount of points to get Siron out of the tower, and the coolest and most important scene was hers, but she gets angry when the bitch who suddenly pops out gets to do things as she pleases.

“Oppa, are you okay?”

However, whether Yura was hot or not, it was no obstacle to Siriel. Negative of negative is positive. There is no time to hesitate since our intentions are somewhat aligned.

“…Siriel. Aren’t you in too much of a hurry?”

Siron took a step back when he saw Aisha approaching, clutching her jewel sword. A fear caused by a recent trauma. Although he knew that he would survive through the points, he hesitated in his actions because he knew what it was like to experience crossing the border of death.

But is it because it has the power of prophecy? Siriel also expected this.

“Oh, by the way, my brother and I have a child in the mansion. Her name is Ellis. It’s so incredibly cute! It looks like a mix of my brother and me. Don’t you want to see it quickly?”

“Hey demons. What are you doing if you don’t stab it quickly?”

“…Didn’t you take a step back first?”

Aisha was dumbfounded by Siron’s 180-degree change in attitude.

“When did you say I took a step back?”

“No, I just…”

“Just stab it quickly. You also want to become the owner of the tower.”

“…”

Aisha felt annoyed and raised her jewel sword. Something about becoming the owner of the tower without putting in any effort, but the man’s attitude was so shameless that I was at a loss for words.

But even so, the sword raised high did not stop.

Aisha thrust her sword into Siron’s chest, whose arms were wide open.

“Ah…”

Yura stared at Shiron falling with blank eyes. I wanted to say something to stop him, but I slurped so much that I couldn’t even find the right time to open my mouth.

‘What about my performance?’

The meeting in the gap of 500 years and the touching scene were all thrown away, and even the noble role of killing and reviving Hyeonjun was overshadowed by Siriel, who suddenly appeared.

And, the thing that makes her head tingle the most.

What’s more annoying than anything else!

He clearly has a childhood friend and a girlfriend who has been waiting for him for 500 years with only one love in mind, but he has allowed his love to be betrayed in front of her.

I’m 500 years old, but it was only a year or so away, so it was natural that I couldn’t see any of them when I left that corner.

…is this ntr?

Yura’s mood was worse than ever.