Thatās right, in the novel, even though Hubris knew that Eris was not a witch, Eris still felt threatened by the mention of it.
That day Hubris said to crying Eris. He didnāt cut Eris because he didnāt want her dirty blood on his hands.
Eris cried and shouted at Hubris in a chilling tone. Do you like that low-blood bitch so much? How can you put her before your blood sister?
Never once did I think of you as a sister, Hubris affirmed. Then he left to grab Helena with his clean handsā.
āKill me with that knife. The woman whoās in contact with a witch is a witch, right? Why donāt you cut me when youāre so angry? Is my blood dirty?ā
The reason was simple. Eris in the novel was a bitch who bullied Helena, but I didnāt, yet.
You donāt have to be a bitch. Such a bitch deserves to be guilty. What a ridiculous and shallow way of thinking.
I thought it was justice on a subject that bothers people.
I laughed like a madman in front of Hubris, who couldnāt do anything, and soon squatted down and said, eye-to-eye with him.
āPriest, itās not a difficult request. Just keep pretending you donāt know me like you do now. The fact that Iām a stranger⦠The fact that Iām communicating with a witchā¦ā
āAnyway, I will die soon. But I promise. I will not die in front of you, and even if I become a ghost, I will not appear in front of you.
Hubris was now shedding tears. He said he couldnāt understand. (T/N: / want to see this scene in manhwa)
āWhy, why are you talking like that? I didnāt say it out of fear. Your sorrow is painful. Itās too heavy.ā
He held head in agony. To be honest I never understood why he was responding like that.
Iām only doing bad things to himā¦ā¦. Is he a pervert too?
āā¦..No, itās not. What should I do? I want to ask for forgiveness for your angerā¦ā¦. So, pleaseā¦ā¦.ā
āYou donāt want me to die?ā
He raised his head at my question. His wet eyes shining like obsidian under the moonlight were beautiful.
(T/N: āobsidianā: a hard, dark, glasslike volcanic rock formed by the rapid solidification of lava without crystallization.)
Aha. I know that look. I grew up watching that so much that my teeth trembled. That hateful face that says that only you can be their savior.
I reached out and grabbed Hubrisās face. I gently wiped away his tears with both thumbs, as he did for me at my coming of age ceremony.
āDonāt pity me. It annoys me.ā
Hubrisās face is dyed with despair.
It is really nice to see.
As I blinked, Anakin, who had been standing aside waiting for my order, came and knocked the back of his neck with the back of a knife.
Hubris fell powerlessly into my arms. I threw him at Anakin and nodded.
āLeave this in front of the hut again. Weāll stop by Rundol for a while and then return to the capital.ā
āAre you done with your business here?ā
āYeah, Iāve heard everything I needed to hear, so Iāll leave before they get more suspicious.ā
āIāll get the carriage. Would you like to wait here?ā
It was a black night with the loud cries of birds. nodded, thinking that a mountain beast would be better than a woman alone on a rural road.
Anakin slung the Hubris over his shoulders, muffled his footsteps and disappeared.
I dipped my feet quietly in the pond. I had dipped my feet to calm myself down, but as the cold water dug between my toes, I felt drowsier. As I lay down on the lawn as it was, I saw the constellation that Anakin had drawn over the round sky.
Letās think. What happened to Eris after the coming of age ceremony. Thinkingā¦. Rememberingā¦ā¦. I needed to prepareā¦ā¦ It was annoying.
Why should I prepare? I didnāt come into this world because I wanted to. No matter what I do, people will hate me, and nothing will get better.
Canāt I just let him hate me and when the time comes, I can pretend to kill Helena and be put to death?
I was terribly tired. It was like the plot of a B-grade horror movie, that I was dragged into because of something someone did to die, and this time I have to try to die.
Iād rather have an accident and enterā¦.. or, if the door of the dimensional gate had been opened and I had been chosen because the world needs me, it would not have been so futile.
Instead, I was kidnapped into this world to make up for someoneās mistake. To be someoneās replacementā¦ā¦
Iām not complaining because Iām not the main character. Even in Korea, I was more of a supporting, role than a leading role. As an ordinary extra, studied, worked, and endured day by day like everyone else. But, at least in those days, something changed when I tried.
There were many people who liked me, and there were those who would comfort me without doubting
anything if I told them my honest feelings. Unlike hereā¦ā¦ Yes, unlike here!
My eyes were blurry. Tears fell before I could even try to hold them back.
I canāt change anything here. I will persevere in order to make others shine as planned, and eventually I will be executed according to the fixed ending.
Neither an earlier death nor a later death will be permitted.
I clenched my teeth and swore. I wonāt do anything in the future. Neverā¦.. Nothingā¦ā¦ Anakin looked down at me as if he had just returned from work.
āYouāre really fast.ā
āI was worried.ā
āWorried about me? Why?ā
āI was worried that you might have left me somewhere.ā
āYou think I might have died?ā
He looked at me without saying anything.
No. He shook his head. He opened and closed his mouth again and again, as if trying to find a suitable expression, choosing his words.
āI⦠Iām curious about the owner.ā
āWhat?ā
The words he finally spit out resembled me.
āLike I said I was curious⦠I wonder what kind of life you have lived and what kind of life you want to live⦠Yes, I dared to wonder.ā
āSo I was scared. Iām afraid I wonāt get to know you.ā
I was dumbfounded by his answer.
I wish I could read Anakin like the other male characters. Then I could understand why he looked at me like that.
I decided to postpone the question which Iāll ask one day, just a little bit.
āCome here, carry me. I donāt want to walk.ā
Instead, I extended my arm to him. He grabbed my shoulder blade carefully. Placing his wrists on my hips, he began to wander through the dark blue forest without saying a word.
I put my head on his firm chest and stopped thinking. When I stopped thinking about making noise, I heard a different sound. The sound of birds, the cry of bugs, the sound of footsteps rustling.
And Anakinās slow heartbeat. His pulse doesnāt speak of love yet. That somehow reassured me. It was burdensome if your favor originated from love. There was nothing like love that couldnāt be reciprocated that puts a person in trouble.
(T/N: āHis pulse doesnāt speak of love yet: it means his heart isnāt racing while he is carrying her so this means he hasnāt fallen in love with her and this made her assured.)
The slow but regular sound was very pleasing to the ear, and I thought he would like to walk as long as possible.
The carriage rattled. We were on our way to the Rundol region to reduce as much suspicion as possible. What can the Marquis say if Eris makes excuses for getting it wrong by mistake?
By the way, it seems that the driver who dropped us off at Priest Metheusās house was the only driver in the Bonitao region.
I could hear the driverās yawn as I was sleeping.
The driver may hear it, but he wonāt understand me because he doesnāt know me anyway. I couldnāt sleep and I got tired of looking outside, so I slowly opened my mouth.
āThe place where I lived⦠was far more advanced than the empire. There was no such thing as a God of high priesthood, but there were religions similar to those. Of course, that religion was not the state religion. It was a country with freedom of religion. There was such a thing as advanced āscience Science⦠Well, itās a little difficult for me to explain. think itās a science that clearly reveals certain truths that make up the world.ā
Anakin was silently listening to me. I pondered for a moment about what to say.
āThere was no class system there. There was no king or nobility. No, there are countries, but at least where I lived, a person called āpresidentā ruled the country, not a king. They were hand-picked by people once every few years.ā
āWhat do you share in your degradation when you lose your identity? Donāt you share the distinction?ā
āSimilar to this country, money was used to scrutinize the world. Those who accumulated wealth lived with power. And, unlike Eris, I was poor and ordinary in that world.ā
He closed his eyes and asked me.
āDid you have any family?ā
āThere was. Mother, father, younger brother. It was like this in my family. I hated it because it was all messy⦠Now that I think about it, I think they were quite harmonious and friendly.ā
āDo you mind if I ask you why you didnāt like them?ā
āAt that time, I thought I was being discriminated against. My parents tried to give my brother something better than me.ā
Then I suddenly stopped talking and corrected myself.
āNo, I thought I was discriminated against. Even if it wasnāt my parents, my parentsā close friends or relatives⦠Ah, I didnāt stop them, so maybe my parents thought the same thing.ā
They gave praise to my brother when he cooked pancakes or did housework, but if I didnāt, I was considered āspoiledā. Of course, I didnāt like the tone that an older sister should do it. So I deliberately passed on my age to my younger brother.
They used to tease me about what I would do with the housework when I got married, but I thought it was something to think about then.
Thatās why I ran away.
TL/rant: this is my most favourite chapter. I always wanted a plot where the MC shares about the earth and about the people of earth to the male lead. I have read a similar plot (scene) in these novels/manhwa.