episode_0044

dump.

Immediately after slapping her, the heroine collapsed on the floor.

Covering a face filled with despair, a face shocked by the shock of violence.

Long ago, like Erincia when she was a student at the Royal Academy, she collapsed.

How did it get to this point?

The possessed person who suddenly became a pachyderm character just wanted to leave in search of rest and romance, but he just wanted to avoid the pachyderm.

Why does the heroine have to kneel down and lament to me?

Why should I feel the unpleasant illusion that led to the heroine’s despair?

Why on earth are we ruining the whole situation because we can’t let go of even one bystander?

I don’t understand.

I can’t understand it.

Clearly, in the original work, he was portrayed as a character with high insight, cool-headed judgment, and rational thinking, and he only showed a wonderful side of perceiving, guiding, and controlling all situations, even in the free version.

Ssuk suk.

I rubbed my numb cheek.

I don’t feel much emotion because I’ve been slapped countless times in my past life.

This is a truly absurd and ironic situation.

And it cannot be anything other than a truly unfair and uncomfortable situation.

Like Brother Kkotzijju in the American drama ROST, running around on a wide meadow and shouting to the sky.

《No one understands me!》

《I’m sick of Hamboka, even just once!》

《Why am I so bad at hambokal!》

It almost makes me want to complain about the injustice.

Lemian’s despair was never what he intended or hoped for.

There is no such thing as a nasty hobby of enjoying someone’s despair.

There is no such thing as bad sentiment so bad as to ignore and despise someone who is in despair.

Even so, I couldn’t extend a warm hand to her.

That’s not why I’ve been avoiding the bait she throws.

It was to break the chain and run across the field, not to refuse like a fool to return to the barn.

but.

It was necessary to convey that there was absolutely no malicious intent.

“… It may be hard to believe, but the Elden Rapellion of the past is no more. Elden Rapellion, who had tormented Erincia cruelly, was trapped in eternal darkness by having his personality erased. Most likely, it will never see the light of day again.”

Possession.

I didn’t bring it up because I thought it would be dismissed as nonsense to avoid responsibility and it would be misunderstood as a mockery of the Battle of Marriage.

The reason I brought it up now was because there was no reason for the ending to be any different.

Lemien lowers his hand covering his face and raises his head.

That pale face is the same as Deron and Blund’s, so I feel somewhat sorry.

“So don’t be miserable anymore because of the evil man named Elden.”

I prayed that the misery would not be repeated due to a desire for revenge.

“Don’t trample on your own success in stepping forward to the world.”

I suffered under the shadow of a curse my whole life, and I prayed that it would not tarnish my name, which was only now beginning to see the light of day.

“I just hope that the Grand Duchess will be happy.”

and.

I conveyed my sincerity.

That was the last time.

Even though he declared abstention, the reason he stayed and showed his face at the wedding ceremony was all in order not to ignore the minimum duty.

It was with the hope that the heroine’s revenge would not be ruined because of me.

Also, I hoped that there would be no blemishes on my food trip.

Now, I have fulfilled my duty, I have fulfilled my wish, and I have sufficient justification for leaving.

More than anything.

‘It’s right for me to disappear.’

Just as water and oil cannot mix, Lemian and I cannot and should not be together.

My existence will be like oil sprinkled on the flame of Lemien.

The more they face each other, the more unnecessary friction arises, and if that friction only produces one-sided side effects on one side, it would be right for the other side to avoid it.

“Then, I’ll just leave.”

He bowed his head politely towards her as she sat down.

Even though he slapped her, even though he suppressed her freedom, he had no intention of cursing her or even looking at her harshly.

Because she too is just a victim of this contradictory development.

Therefore, I gave what would be my last greeting with sincere respect.

I raised my head.

Lemian was seen with an expression that could not be interpreted, with despair and anger diluted.

What are you thinking?

Are we now getting rid of our obsession with bystanders?

Are you feeling a little free from the obsession with revenge?

Please, I moved on, hoping that would happen.

But.

“… Why did you help the fallen maid? You’re not the type of person to do that.”

Lemien’s voice came from behind me.

It was a question asked without context, and I had to spend a short time understanding the context.

Since being possessed, I have only helped a fallen maid once.

A maid bumped into someone while turning a corner and sprained her ankle.

A maid screaming for help to save her life.

And in the original work, there was only one maid who assisted the female protagonist, Lemien.

I thought he looked familiar to me for some reason… .

“That maid was the grand duchess’s maid.”

And that maid broke her promise to me.

Well, it doesn’t matter now.

“… I really didn’t know.”

“Yes.”

“Why did you help Marien? You are a person who ignores and ridicules other people’s harm.”

“I only helped you because you were hurt.”

It was a natural logic for modern people who were possessed by medieval people.

Of course, it would be a miracle logic that would be hard for the heroine to believe.

“… .”

As if to disprove this, no voice is heard.

I tried to walk again, but her voice stopped me again.

“My wounds.”

“… ?”

“Why aren’t you helping me with the wounds you left behind? Why are you ignoring me? !”

Anger, similar to complaining, was holding me back.

Unfortunately, Elden Rapellion, who was supposed to listen to those complaints, left as punishment for being trapped in eternal darkness.

“If you need ointment, I will bring it to you. If you need help, we will do it. However, I cannot help you receive a marriage proposal from the Grand Duchess.”

He said this firmly, shook off the clingy grumbles, and walked away.

A voice that can no longer be heard.

A voice I can no longer hold.

I don’t know what Lemien’s face would look like, but I hoped that this would help us focus on the remaining people.

In the end, I held a grand engagement ceremony with one person, hoping to be forever free from the wounds of the past.

So, I walked out of Daejeon.

by the way.

‘Well, Heungbu got slapped and got some food to eat.’

I should have picked up a monster dish that was cooling down and a grilled wyvern fin… With that regret in mind, I walked out of Daejeon.

**

I left for Daejeon.

I just said my last words to Lemian, but it was too early to go on a food trip.

That’s what old Rendler did this morning.

It is said that on behalf of the Grand Duke, who left for the capital city, and on behalf of the successor who left to subdue the remnants of the northern monster race, all decision-making authority in the Battle of Marriage was given to Gelwood, the central aide.

Since I needed to issue an invitation using the cards I had gathered, I first tried to head to the annex to collect the cards.

“eggplant. Rachel.”

However, Rachel, who was waiting outside Daejeon, looked surprised when she saw me.

“Why?”

“… … Did you get it right?”

“Ah.”

I thought it wouldn’t be noticeable since it was just an ordinary slap that only felt a bit tingly for a moment, but it did.

I answered, carelessly touching my cheek.

“That happened. It’s no big deal.”

“There was blood.”

“What?”

I opened the hand that was stroking my cheek.

… There is blood on it.

It looks like it was scratched by a fingernail.

Of course, in order to escape, even this level of bloodshed would not be worth it.

“Hmm, it looks like the Grand Duchess’ fingernails were quite long.”

After making a joke, I was about to head to the annex, but Rachel took something out of her coat pocket and handed it to me.

It was a thin cylinder made of iron.

“?”

“Apply.”

“What is this?”

“This is an ointment that is especially effective in healing wounds. It prevents even lacerations from becoming ugly.”

Ohh.

Even though his life was rougher than anyone else’s, I was surprised that he didn’t have a single small scar on his face, but he also had this special ointment.

I took it and immediately opened the lid.

It was a semi-solid white ointment.

I scooped it up with my index finger and applied it to my cheek.

Ssuk suk.

However, the way Rachel looked at me didn’t seem very appealing.

“Why?”

“You are applying it to the wrong place. You need to apply it a little bit above.”

hmm.

Again, I scooped up some ointment with my index finger and applied a little bit on top.

Rachel’s gaze was still displeased.

“Why?”

“A little higher.”

Sigh!

I scooped up some ointment with my index finger and applied a little more on top.

Rachel’s gaze remained the same.

“… It went up too much.”

“Ah.”

Deep again! I tried to put the ointment on with my index finger, but Rachel quickly snatched it away.

My index finger, which was descending vertically, accidentally had to touch my palm.

Please give “”

I already took it.

“… I guess it’s expensive?”

“I will apply it.”

It seems expensive.

Well, in the Middle Ages, when medical science was not developed, ointments that did not leave scars were bound to be quite expensive.

He wiped the ointment on his index finger on his clothes and slightly stuck his head out.

Rachel came closer.

Then he took out the ointment and started applying it to my cheeks.

It was the first time he felt the touch of the opposite sex, and it was the warm embrace that Lee Jun-woo in his past life had longed for.

That’s probably why.

What made me look at Rachel.

I unconsciously looked at Rachel, who was applying ointment as if she were my real sister.

“… … Why, why do you see it that way?”

ah.

Stop without even realizing it.

Rachel, who had applied the ointment, hurried away and, feeling embarrassed, said as she rubbed the area where the ointment had been applied.

“But from what I remember, there were a few times when I got sore to the point of bleeding. I guess I was the only one applying this good stuff? Shameless teacher?”

It was a joke thrown bluntly.

Because the original Elden was a combat fanatic, he had a large scar on his fist and a thin scar on his chin.

And if I look back, there was a time when we fought to the point of bleeding right before participating in the Battle of Marriage.

Rachel was there back then, but she never gave me ointment.

Moreover, there was never even a mention of the wound.

I don’t know what kind of wind blew and the blunt teacher applied the ointment himself.

“… .”

But.

Rachel couldn’t easily reply to that joke, and a light blush appeared on her cheeks as she hesitated.

“Go, please go.”

Rachel stutters and takes the lead and walks away.

however.

me.

You didn’t tell me where you were going?

I see you going to the right. Are you going to the training ground?

Is it too late to train?

Rachel’s path had to be quickly corrected as she was walking confidently in the wrong direction.

“Rachel? In a separate building.”

Swish.

The teacher took a sharp turn and began heading towards the annex.