episode_0066

Barony of Vedran.

The land that was once shiny and vibrant began to wither due to a long war with the monster race 20 years ago, and at the end of the war, the defense wall collapsed and everything collapsed.

Ten years passed and it seemed like a wind of reconstruction was blowing as a new nobleman wanted to use it as a base, but the land, which had already been swept away by the rust of time, looked more like a ruin than a restoration, and as it had been abandoned for 20 years, it was slowly sinking below the ground.

A land stained with blood and death.

A land where white bones lie in the ground.

A land that has been completely abandoned.

In that land where no one could be found, only the shadows of crushed ruins, and where even the cries of insects could not be heard, only the sad moonlight shone, and under that moonlight, a human being was walking lonely.

Although the figure could not be seen with the hood over, it looked dangerous just by looking at the reflected shadow, and it seemed as if death was lingering insidiously behind the figure.

Inyoung walks and walks again, sometimes staggering greatly.

The legs exposed under the hooded cloak were thin and bony, and the feet, which could not even wear shoes, were full of scars and stains.

That… That… .

Despair continues as if it contains something deeper than that terrible thing.

A walk continues that resembles a ruin, a place where everything has collapsed and crumbled.

Are you looking for something?

A step where you don’t know if you’re being chased by something.

The steps soon stopped.

The shadow under the hood looked up.

The moonlight illuminates the lower part of the face hidden behind the hood.

The skin, which would have been as bright as the prosperous Vedran Barony, was as dull as a wasteland without a drop of rain, and the lips, which would have been bright red like the red flag of the Vedran family that was waving high, were dark red, like corpses abandoned in an abandoned land.

A living corpse.

It was the only word that could refer to the person who found the abandoned land.

And the living corpse begins to take steps again.

Trampling the torn flag of the unrecognizable Baron Vedran, and heading to the collapsed mansion where it would once have hung.

It was Inyoung walking in like that.

It was as if I had found a place.

like that.

Enter the collapsed ruins.

It was a day in October.

**

It was a cozy place.

It was a place that suited me very well.

It was a great place to end the rest of my miserable life.

It was a place full of foolish and selfish people.

no.

It was a place that was too much.

I feel like I’ve finally arrived where I need to be.

Inyoung looked around.

It was someone’s bedroom.

The bedroom of a woman lying on a bed.

Hair that might be red or black was strewn across the bed, and white bones, weathered by the weathering of time, were neatly folding their hands.

I envied him because he looked so peaceful.

Because that unknown woman seemed to be enjoying eternal rest and rest that she could not enjoy even after death.

I was envious of the fact that I had met a different ending than myself, who had endured unbearable pain and despair without being able to escape the hell of curse and finally let everything go.

Soon, I would end my life nameless, in this nameless place, like that nameless woman.

At the end of my life, there was too much wear and tear for me to feel remorse, regret, despair, or joy.

There were so many things that were cut and broken that I forgot what emotions were.

It was as if he had lost his senses in the bitter cold, and his emotions were lost in the hell of despair.

I didn’t even know what was left in the empty space.

I thought so.

There are so many things I regurgitated.

There was so much I threw up.

I thought there was nothing more I could spit out and vomit.

“… .”

Dreary moonlight seeping through the collapsed window.

In-young greets it and looks down at the piece of bread she is holding in her hand.

The empty inside must be filled with something dirty, full of mold, like this piece of bread.

And with this last piece of bread, I will let go of the tough, tough raw fish.

Even without looking in the mirror, I could tell what it would be like to look so dry that I was almost skinny.

It would be hideous.

It must be hideous.

and.

Indeed.

It will suit you well.

Smirk.

Inyoung smiled and put the last piece of bread into her mouth.

Clum, clum.

A piece of bread that has become crumbly and then hard breaks into small pieces in your mouth.

The last piece of moldy bread eaten at the end of life.

The reason why the taste feels so sweet probably stems from the expectation that I will finally be able to enjoy the luxury of death.

For those who have hurt loved ones and even taken their lives through wrong judgment, death is a selfish refuge and a petty refuge.

So I held on and held on, but it was no longer possible.

The dying body is starting to break down, there is no food to eat, and there is no help or device to restrain oneself from wanting to indulge in the luxury of death.

The time has come to sacrifice our miserable souls to the death that has been following us so persistently.

It’s all over now.

All the catastrophes that resulted from a wrong start.

Inyoung swallowed a piece of bread and took off the hood she was wearing.

Gray hair that had lost its shine was revealed, and blue eyes that had lost their shine were revealed.

She took something out of her arms.

It was a bloody handkerchief.

And it was a keepsake of someone precious.

The handkerchief of a precious person who wiped away her tears and comforted her while vomiting blood.

The handkerchief of a precious person who wiped away his tears and supported him even as he was dying.

Every time I see it, the scream from that time fills me up, so I take out a handkerchief that makes my eyes and throat, thinking that there is nothing to spit out anymore.

If you don’t want that last comfort and support to be in vain, you have to run away from death, but your body, which is starting to break down, crushes even your weak will.

“Ugh… .”

Tears fall on the bloody handkerchief.

The dry handkerchief becomes wet.

My dry heart is finally moistened.

“Huhhh… … .”

If only I hadn’t brought in the forgotten evildoers.

If only they hadn’t tried to use everyone’s festival for revenge.

There was no way she would have entered into a marriage contract with the instigator.

On the 100th day of marriage, your precious person would not have died trying to protect you.

In the end, it was as if he had taken his precious life.

So, I should have apologized one last time, but the snout, which had forgotten how to speak after the scream that day, could only let out a stupid cry.

I held the handkerchief in my arms.

I closed my eyes tightly.

like that.

Without saying a word.

I cried.

“Ugh… . Hmm… … .”

By burning the last remaining life, we commemorated the fleeting sacrifice of our precious person.

I really hoped that you were enjoying a comfortable rest somewhere else.

I hoped that the person who was tied up with the cursed person and whose blessings of what should have been a long life were hastily cut off was enjoying the blessings that he could not get elsewhere.

Now it was time to say goodbye forever.

I tried hitting my foolish snout to say something, be it an apology or a greeting, but I couldn’t feel anything.

Even pain.

“Ah… Ugh… .”

Puk puk.

Out of frustration, I pounded my chest with my fist, but the shock that should have caused the heartbeat was so weak that I couldn’t feel anything.

At this last moment, I hoped someone would help me.

Because of the beginning of the curse created by stubbornness, I thought that those who hurt precious people should be lonely in their final moments, so I abandoned everything and ran away at night.

I left only a letter for my father.

Because he didn’t want to hurt the precious people who stood by him anymore.

The curse of the monster chief had already begun, and I now realized that there was no way to solve it or escape it.

Because I now realize that the cursed can never be loved.

So I ran away from home alone to end my lonely life, but at this moment, I hoped that someone would help me.

Because of my stupid nature, which is not able to say the last greeting and apology I want to leave to my precious person, I have a truly treacherous and wicked affair.

“Ugh… Ugh… .”

It tries to move its muzzle until it runs out of life, but all that comes out is a primitive muttering that no one can understand.

Nevertheless, Inyoung did not give up and mumbled.

An apology for abandoning your comfort and support.

Now it’s time to say goodbye forever.

and.

An apology for not being able to take the guy who made the scream that day and ran away to the pit of hell.

I really wanted to convey that much, but the broken snout only lets out harsh sounds.

I felt my strength gradually fading away.

I could feel the hand holding the handkerchief in my arms loosening.

I felt like my mind was slipping away.

I felt the end approaching.

It was then.

Hehehe.

I heard the door opening.

I thought it was the sound of a dead person coming to devour my dirty soul.

I thought it was the sound of death following me.

I thought this was the sound I had been waiting for.

I opened both eyes.

My vision, which was submerged in tears, was blurry and I couldn’t see clearly.

A big smile appeared.

death.

I laughed so hard because I was happy that the thing that I thought was a cowardly escape but had come to visit me in person.

It was difficult and difficult.

Now I wanted to rest.

I turned my head and looked at Death, who had come personally.

A shimmer that gradually becomes lighter.

Vision gradually becomes clearer.

It has a jet-black head, like a lion chasing after death.

Bright red eyes are visible, like a lion chasing death.

And when the lion called his name.

Inyoung lost consciousness.

“Le, Lemien… … ?”

The voice of a lion called the sentinel of death.

why.

Does it contain embarrassment?

why.

Does it look familiar?

Without knowing.

like that.

It was Lemien Winterfell who had collapsed.

Slurp.

Six months have passed since the Battle of Marriage ended.

It was Northern Territory in November.