In fact, I couldnât tell now if Rose was a demon worshiper or not.
Demon worshipers say they have a stigma on their wingbones, but I donât.
So, of course, I believed that I wasnât a demon worshiper. However, repeated situations broke my faith.
But it didnât matter if I was a demon worshiper or not.
âIf I become a demon worshiper now, I will die.â
Countess Millard will kill me. So what should I explain?
I opened my luck again with a more refined breathing.
âIf you say Iâm a devil worshiper, can you tell me in what way?â
âA cunning demon worshiper is trying to make fun of me with her sly tongue!â
The Countess looked at me with a creepy cold face.
âIt was wrong.â
With that single word, I realized that it was not possible to have a rational conversation.
The spark in her eyes convinced me that whatever I said was useless.
â⊠Come to think of it, I could feel the cursed aura from Marquis Evantes.â
Saying so, the Countess took a leisurely step forward.
The final destination of her steps was a decorative sword hanging on the wall.
âIs that a real sword?â
An ominous feeling engulfs the whole body.
âMaybe because of that curse, the Marquis avoided me.â
ââŠâŠ.â
âThe curse must be related to the lady, right?â
â⊠Madam.â
The Countess held in her hand a decorative sword hung on the wall.
A cold sweat ran down my back.
I quickly found a place to hide and found the terrace.
At that moment, I heard the sound of a sword being dragged on the carpet and light footsteps in slippers moving in this direction.
âLady, my son was killed by a demon worshiper.â
ââŠâŠâ
âBut what an honor it would be if you could kill a devil worshiper and be saved by the âSaviorâ?â
â⊠You say that if you kill a demon worshiper you will be saved?â
âYes. I will be saved by avenging my sonâs death.â
The dead eyes flashed with madness.
In an instant, the womanâs eyes twinkled as if alive, and the Countess rushed to me.
I ran like crazy to the terrace. Just as I was about to close the door, Countess Millard boldly threw her shoulder at the door.
Crash!
âUgh!â
Being hit by a door that closes hard enough to complain of pain, but the woman who was controlled by madness didnât even feel it, so she forced the door open and entered.
The door eventually opened due to the difference in power.
I stumbled backwards to avoid her, but my efforts were short-lived. The railing of the terrace touched my back.
I turned my head to see a dizzying expanse below.
âIf you stay still, Iâll finish it without hurting you, lady.â
I looked at the Countess Millard calmly, struggling with my beating heart.
âCan the Countess really claim that I am a devil worshiper?â
âOf course. That was definitely the aura of a demon worshiper.â
âThink carefully. If youâre wrong, youâre killing innocent people.â
ââŠâŠâ
When I asked her with an unshaken eye, the Countess paused for a moment.
âNo, you must be a demon worshiperâŠâ
Judging by her confusion, sheâd never killed a normal person before.
Then there is a possibility.
I rushed to take the sword in her hand, taking advantage of her negligence.
I pushed her with all my might and climbed onto her body.
âUgh!â
The Countess panicked and tried to push me away, but for this moment I was quick. I quickly picked up the dropped sword.
âStay still, madam.â
ââŠâŠâ
âIt wonât hurt you if you stay still.â
Holding the sword to her throat, I slowly rose from my seat.
The Countess looked at me with wary eyes.
As she looked at me and tried to move her body, I held out the sword a little closer to her neck.
âI told you to stay still. Canât you hear me?â
I acted threateningly, and then she obeyed me.
âLet me ask you a few questions. First of all, Iâm a demon worshiper. What do you mean?â
ââŠâŠâ
âGo ahead, tell me.â
The Countessâ lips twitched as I raised my sword to stab her.
âIâve seenâŠâ
âYou see?â
âSeeing you with a demon worshiper.â
â⊠So youâre saying thereâs no conclusive proof that Iâm a demon worshiper?â
âYou were with a demon worshiper! So you demon worshipers!â
Already the Countess is convinced of her thoughts.
At that moment, I didnât know whether to laugh or cry.
I didnât know if I should be grateful that I wasnât a demon worshiper, or if I should consider this a disastrous fact.
âIs that just proof that Iâm a demon worshiper?â
âBut you⊠You said you loved the demon worshiper.â
What?
âIt is a sin to hide a demon worshiper, and to love such an evil being! Itâs a sin! My son was killed by a demon worshiper!â
The Countess cried out in anger. Soon she cried like a child, but I could not afford to let the emotion get to me.
âDid you see my memories? What did you see? Go ahead, tell me did you cast a spell? Is that what you see?â
All sorts of questions arose.
The Countess kept her mouth shut as if she had no intention of speaking.
I brought the blade closer to her neck. A stream of blood flowed from her neck as if I was a little overpowering.
âSay it.â
â⊠I donât know because I saw it in a short time. You cried and you said you love him to the devil worshiperâ
ââŠâŠâ
âAnd you begged him not to go.â
Whatâs going on with this?
Rose, what the hell have you been up to?
âDo you know what he looks like?â
â⊠I donât know.â
I looked into the Countessâ face.
It didnât seem like she was lying.
âLast question. Where did you meet the savior?â
âI can never say that.â
The Countess bit her lip. It didnât seem like there would be any success if I searched more than this.
I raised my sword to threaten her.
After holding a heavy sword for a long time, my hands trembled.
And the Countess did not miss the opportunity.
The Countess jumped up and pushed me.
âDie!â
While I couldnât focus on the sudden attack, she tried to push me back to the terrace.
I instinctively turned away from her, and thatâs when it happened.
âUgh!â
âMadam!â
The Countessâs body had fallen onto the terrace.
Just before her body hit the ground, I reflexively grabbed her flapping robe.
She was already more than halfway over.
âMadam, take my hand!â
If I let go, she might die.
My heart fluttered at the thought.
âWhyâŠ?â
The Countess looked at me as if she didnât understand.
âIf you donât want to die, come to your senses and grab my arm quickly!â
ââŠâŠ.â
The woman who was rushing to kill me just a moment ago looked at me strangely.
Soon the womanâs face was stained with tears.
âMadam, grab my arm quickly! Come up here!â
And then.
I heard the sound of clothes being torn.
âQuickly!â
The Countess reached out as if to grab my arm.
âHurry up!â
For a moment, the Countessâ eyes fluttered and her lips curled.
She obviously said something to me.
At that moment, Ripped- clothes were completely torn.
Thud!
The Countess fell down there.
I stared blankly at the figure of the woman who had fallen. In dazed
âHuh! She killed madam!â
At that moment, someone shouted from behind.
When I turned around in surprise, the maid was looking at me with a surprised face as to when I had entered the room.
âHow dare you push the CountessâŠ!â
The maid yelled at me, pointing a finger at me if I had misunderstood something.
âNo, itâs not like that.â
The situation that is happening now is also confusing, but the maidâs cry made it difficult to breathe.
âI didnât kill herâŠ.â
âYou are a murderer! A murderer who killed the CountessâŠ!â
The maid shouted as if trying to attract people around her.
But her cry failed to attract people.
âUgh!â
Suddenly, the knife was lodged in the maidâs stomach.
Then the sword came out and the maid fell.
I looked at the man who stabbed the maid from behind.