episode_0099
by fnovelpia
Gugugugugu-
I finally got out of the mansion, but I can’t go far and am just wandering around.
It’s all your fault.
No, it’s because of that man who took your body.
Why did you take it away from me?
If it hadn’t been stolen, this wouldn’t have happened… So it’s your fault.
therefore….
Come back. Please.
Before I knew it, the surroundings were filled with the magic I had summoned.
The saint, who was held on the sword’s broad back, was unaware of this and buried her face in the hem of his clothes as if the sword were her whole world.
So, he must be acting like that without even knowing that the power of the royal family that he was looking for so desperately exists…
No matter how you look at it, she is not fit to be a saint. She is disqualified from being a saint.
“Beatrice.”
“!”
He called me by another name.
He turned his body, turned his back on me, and hugged the saint. The saint, who was held in his wide arms, had both eyes and ears blocked by the arms wrapped around her head.
That sight was very unpleasant.
chuck-
While still embracing the saint, he turned around and looked at me. With his body movements flowing naturally like water, I saw the saint behind him being embraced by him.
I glared, feeling even worse.
“It’s been a long time since I called you like this.”
“……”
He spoke in a mocking voice. A white beam of light emerged from the arm that was wrapped around the saintess.
The light seemed to shield the saint’s senses from external stimuli.
The saint in his arms remained motionless, as if he had found a cozy nest.
Only after that did the man continue speaking.
“There are many restrictions on your actions in front of Alana.”
“Then why don’t you just throw it away?”
“You’re so fierce, you’re still you.”
The man who had taken over the body of the sword let out a low laugh as he spoke, hoping that the saintess would hear it.
Stealing the sword’s body, laughing with the sword’s face and sword’s voice. It’s nerve-wracking.
And then he embraces the saint with that wonderful body. It’s annoying.
So he pointed to the knife with his finger and said.
No, towards someone in the shape of a sword.
“Are you kidding me? Leave that girl alone and let’s talk amongst ourselves.”
“… I have nothing more to say to you.”
“That’s good. If you just give me back the knife, I won’t have to do anything to you.”
I’m serious. I don’t care about identity. It means nothing to me.
The important thing is that the sword is gone.
That you could really be left alone in this world.
That there is no one to hang out with.
It is an unbearable pain to be alone and a complete stranger.
The reason why I can still be me.
The fact that I come from another world is the only thing that sustains me.
If you forget even that… .
Maybe I… .
Not like before… .
“What a great obsession. Nothing has changed here either.”
He rubbed his head absentmindedly, as if he was tired of it. He didn’t bother trying to understand what the man was saying.
This is something I’ll have to know someday, but for now I’ll ignore it.
To be honest, I didn’t like the way he talked to me as if he knew everything about me when we were meeting for the first time.
Nothing has changed…?
“So what.”
“Just, it’s a shame.”
After saying that, he smiled awkwardly and flicked the hand that was wrapping around the saintess.
Exactly-!
The sound of fingers snapping spread. It was so loud, like a sudden noise breaking the silence.
Even though I was outside the mansion, I felt like I was in a small space where sound resonated well.
At that moment, an empty space opened up around him.
“!?”
Paat-
A world filled with gray appeared.
The dark magic of the royal family and the holy sword energy that had bloomed around the sword’s body also disappeared.
I tried not to show my confusion, but the wonderfully expanded subspace made my whole body tense.
A world of total gray where you can’t tell the difference between sky and ground. All you can see is that man.
Carl Maynor.
No, it’s not a knife.
… .
Can you really be sure that’s not the case?
“Are you curious where this is?”
“……”
The blond man stared at me.
In this place filled with dull colors, he was the only one who shined. He was full of life and spoke with an awkward smile.
I felt strange because I saw someone overlap with that annoyingly carefree appearance.
“As you wish, I came to the ‘boundary’ where Alana is not.”
“… Boundary?”
“You don’t know now.”
“Yeah, I don’t want to know anyway. It’s not important.”
I held out my hand, as if to ask for it.
“Give me back.”
“?”
“Stop playing stupid pranks and put your sword back.”
“Pfft, puhaha.”
A smile appeared on his lively face. I couldn’t figure out what that smile meant. Was he laughing because he was dumbfounded, or because he found it funny?
“I’m Carl Mayner.”
“Stop talking nonsense.”
“That’s not a lie. Well, it would be easier to understand if I said ‘I’m also Carl Maynor.”
“I know what it is, but what I want is someone in the same world as me-”
I was about to say, ‘A possessed person from the same world.’ but I closed my mouth because I thought, ‘Oops.’ There was no need to say too much. Maybe, as is always the case with possessed people, revealing things is taboo.
But in an instant, the eyes of the man in the form of a sword flashed.
He spoke to me in a gentle voice.
“Is that all you’re talking about?”
“What?”
“Is that really why you want the knife?”
“… Yeah.”
I hesitated and barely managed to answer. Other than a sense of kinship, there is no reason for me to be close to Karl. That is all I want from him. Otherwise, I really… .
“Trixie Green, Beatrice de Dahlia.”
“?”
“What should I call you now?”
“It doesn’t matter, you can call me whatever you want.”
“It matters.”
Now, in this situation, what’s the point of calling me anything, since neither of those are my real names anyway… .
My name, my real name, is Park… .
Gourd…?
What, what was it? My name?
I was suddenly embarrassed because I couldn’t remember anything. The man in front of me noticed my expression quickly hardening and smiled again.
“Consciousness does not expand at the boundary. Too much information rather causes confusion.”
“……”
“Like you are now.”
“I, I… !”
After hearing his words and trying to recall my memories, my head felt like a jumbled mess.
My thoughts kept going round and round. Suddenly, a second felt like an eternity, and a cold sweat ran down my entire body.
The feeling… .
Something beyond my sense of perceiving my surroundings through my five senses is digging into my head.
With the creation of nearly infinite information and memories, it has become impossible to properly understand anything. It is as if the moment is passing by, and unless you delve deep into it, you cannot even perceive it.
I tried to dig in, trying to open up even a little bit of precious information, but the new memories that followed swept me away like a tidal wave.
I’ve come to know so much, but I’m reaching a point where I don’t know anything at all.
If things continued like this, like this… I couldn’t help but feel an overwhelming sense of fear, as if I wouldn’t even be able to think.
No fear can compare to the primordial terror I feel now.
“Kkwt… !”
I screamed, but my frozen, tense body only let out a slight groan.
The child in the form of a sword smiled gently, but I shook my head desperately.
“So focus. The name is very important. Think about who you are. If you don’t want your very existence to be torn apart here.”
“I’m not a year… !”
The expression on the face of the handsome man with shining golden hair hardened slightly.
“Trixie Green, you will always be a disgusting royal. Even if you use a different name, even if you hide in a foreign country, and even if you —— …
“!”
“We’ll meet here again later. And just know… .”
The soft and gentle voice grew cold. It changed into a voice filled with hostility and anger.
“It’s a miracle that I endured this much today.”
With those words, he smiled. It was clearly a mockery. Even in this situation where he was barely holding on to his consciousness, he could tell that.
“Then, take a break. Don’t worry, ‘Carl Maynor’, whom you want to see so badly, will be returned to you soon.”
“……”
“I’m going to do some work and go back. I’ll say hello to many familiar faces.”
Only then did he show me a gentle smile. It was different from the mockery he had shown me. He seemed to be very excited and expectant.
Suddenly, the saint came to mind.
“Oh, no!”
“?”
I cried out, feeling anxious about what I would do to the saint with that body and the sword in my form.
But there was nothing I could do as I felt like my consciousness was being torn apart… .
“Please, don’t go… .”
All I could do was speak pitifully.
A colorful man sighed in a space filled with gray.
“Don’t look so pitiful. What have you done? If you’re so worried, if you want to get out of here, you’d better realize it quickly.”
In an instant, everything before my eyes changed.
A different sight unfolds, one that is not a shade of gray.
“The real you… .”
As the sound of the sword slowly faded away, what I saw was the sword again.
I can see it. The sky is full of moon, the top of the tower is high and covered in its light, and I am looking down at the sword from the top of the tower. I am sitting with my chin on my hand, looking up at the sword as if I am free, and then I smile happily.
He stands up from his throne-like chair and walks towards the sword.
I meet the sword that is trying to reach me through the stairs leading to the top.
‘I’m so happy! I didn’t know you would come like this.’
Future? I have no idea what scene this is about.
As if showing off her body, she put her hands on her waist and looked at the sword. She didn’t even try to hide her blue-green eyes.
Why am I like that?
I was wearing an imperial mantle and clothes that revealed my body well, and the sword was glaring at me as if it was going to kill me.
‘Bea-Tricky Green, let’s finish it now.’
As he said this, he raised the holy sword.
As if he liked that sight, he smiled and his blue-green eyes shone even brighter.
A thick cloud of darkness gathered at the top of the tower… A darkness thicker than any magic I had ever seen. It was a darkness so strong that it made the light of the holy sword look pitiful.
… .
I suddenly felt like crying. I don’t know why, but sadness came over me.
Don’t look, this strange sight.
This kind of thing… can’t be the future.
He kept denying and denying, trying to ignore what he saw.
In this way, I crossed dimensions within the boundaries and was consumed by countless consciousnesses.
Maybe for an eternity.
*
The saintess who was in the arms of the sword was startled by the passing sense of foreboding and raised her head.
She looked at the sword’s face through the tips of her pink pupils.
“Alana.”
There was the warm gaze of a sword that seemed lost.
“Knife? Are you okay…?”
“Yeah. Thanks.”
“, why are you suddenly talking about Dahlia Yang… .”
I wondered why she had attacked Beatrice, as if she were someone else. I guessed that it was because the saintess herself had lost control of the power of the holy sword.
Now, I was wondering if the sword had returned intact.
“Ah, I’ve been under a bad spell. A very bad and annoying spell.”
“Dahlia? Or you?”
“… Both.”
Carl answered with a complicated expression on his face.
The saint turned her head and looked at Beatrice.
Beatrice stood motionless.
As the startled saint tried to approach, Karl stopped her.
“It’s okay. I just put it to bed for a bit.”
“You left it there?”
“Yeah. We’ll both be back soon. So don’t worry.”
A soft voice trying to reassure the saintess.
Carl placed his hand on the saint’s head. He ran his warm hands through the saint’s beige hair. How dare he touch the holy and pure head of the saint…
The saint was surprised and embarrassed by the bold touch that she could never have imagined from the usual sword. However, she did not refuse.
However, I was worried that someone might catch me in this state.
I was taken aback by Dahlia’s wide-open eyes, but Carl said she was sleeping, so I decided to assume she was.
All that matters is that this moment, right now, is dizzyingly stimulating and joyful.
“I missed you.”
“?”
We hadn’t seen each other for quite some time after she became a saint, but she had recently returned to the system and we had seen each other often, if not every day.
But I was puzzled when he spoke in a hazy voice as if we had been living apart for over a decade.
“Please, this time… I can protect you.”
With those words, Carl kissed Alana’s crown.
It was only a small thing, but the saintess’s whole body felt hot. This, this! This is too bold, she thought.
Alana herself looked so embarrassed and ashamed, but the knife looked fine. As if it was nothing.
“, what is this all of a sudden, knife… .”
Only the sound of a crawling voice could barely escape.
“I’ll go and say hello to my teacher and prove it to the lover inside me.”
“?”
Carl, who was still speaking incomprehensibly, smiled brightly and left Alana’s side. Then he walked towards the mansion he had finally escaped from.
“Where are you going? It’s dangerous there!”
“It’s okay, Alana. I won’t give up. Wait here.”
Karl, standing in front of the mansion’s door, turned his head and spoke. His face looked relieved.
“Oh, and… please keep an eye on Beatrice. She’ll come to her senses soon.”
The saint nodded, staring blankly at the sword.
“… I hope we can get along well this time.”
He swallowed his words so that the saint would not hear.
But I shook my head, realizing that it was a hope that would never come true.
Carl smiled faintly and grabbed the doorknob.
Bang, I opened the door forcefully and entered the mansion.
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