It was Damon who dried Derek instead of Dietrich. It caught my eyes that the fist he had given me so much strength was trembling.
âSir, stop!â
The beaten cheek was hot, so I couldnât even examine Dietrichâs reaction.
âHuh.â
âOh my God,â
Derek was stuck in a blue spark he had seen before, and was unable to move. He even smelled of burning flesh, but he opened his mouth without concern.
âA knight is already interfering. Itâs good today.â
Derek shuddered and left, leaving only Dietrich.
I took a breath and lifted myself up.
He hesitated, as if coming to me, and then he grabbed my arm and put it up.
âHave you read the letter?â
I asked, holding Dietrichâs hand. For some reason, my jaw rattled and it was difficult to pronounce it properly.
âIâve found a way to change Lagrange. Itâs going to be hard for our generation, but we just have to create more shadow-obsessed successors.â
âBaalâs power will weaken as well, but if I try to cover Lagrange with purified water -.â
Dietrichâs glass-like transparent eyes look at me.
I bite my lips firmly as it seemed that there wasnât a handful of pieces of emotion left in that gaze at me.
âIf Dietrich becomes the Grand Duke and does not increase his shadows further, Lagrange will be able to escape from the demons.â
I was nervous waiting for him without an answer and opened my mouth again.
âHuh?â
âI canât do thatâ
first.
The first words Detrihe who reunited in three years, gave me the first words, were to destroy the plans I had built up on my own.
âI canât do that, Nissa.â
âWhy?â
Dietrich did not answer my question. It just happens silently. I barely grabbed his wrist, turning around as if trying to get out of place.
âI kept waiting.â
ââŚâŚ. .â
âKeep on, Veronica said I am stupid, but I kept waiting.â
âWhy?â
âBecause I believe. I believe that Dietrich will be thinking the same thing as me, and that he will feel sorry for the children of LaGrange like me.â
He slowly opened his mouth.
âI will never have a heart like you.â
âlie.â
Dietrichâs aura is difficult to read. It didnât look contaminated like Derekâs, but it was wrapped in a veil and couldnât be measured properly.
So what I was saying now was like a bluff.
âI may want to believe it that way,â
Dietrich walked away, without either affirming or negating what I said.
He did not find me again until Derek forced me out of prison again.
âItâs awful. How many weeks have passed, but he is not looking for you?â
Who isnât looking for me? I laughed at Bash because it seemed that Derek was talking about Dietrich.
âIsnât your brother really caring for you?â
Derek frowns to see if my laughter is offended.
âItâs already healed a lot.â
Asking to be beaten again, Derek raised his hand, muttering as if he had left the key to the house.
Derek wasnât scared anymore, but I didnât want to be beaten again. Damon comes to me to calm my trembling body.
âIâm going out of the way.â
âIâm still a child. If you want to punish me in a different way-â
âThis isnât discipline. Itâs directing. All right, Agares? I donât care if youâre not going to harm the sacrifice.â
âA sacrifice?â
He pushed Damon up and grabbed my legs.
Tada.
Even though I swallowed fishy blood, I didnât look at him.
âHeâs not my real father,â
so there was no need to be afraid.
âIf you want to blame, blame your brother.â
ââŚâŚâŚ .â
âHe donât seem to worry about you at all, so I have no choice but to go out.â
âWhat are you talking about?â
I tried to figure out Derekâs insides. It was hard to read because of jealousy, malice, anger, and pretense.
âIâm nervous,â
it seemed that Dietrich wasnât moving according to his will.
âDamon.â
âYeah.â
âCall Dietrich,â
Derek gave a short order and grabbed my hair. I was caught by him like a beast and dragged out of the basement.
â No, I am not going.â
After a long time, my eyes burn with sunlight. While I was trapped in the basement, I couldnât wash it properly, and my seldom open eyes were dazzling with tears.
âI didnât want to meet him in this state.â
I also learned how to braid Marilynâs hair because I wanted to greet him with the prettiest appearance he came back from victorious in the war.
âItâs going to be exhausting and difficult, so Iâll smile brightly and greet him, that I decided.â
Derek trampled my efforts in an instant and put me in front of Dietrich.
Sometimes I wanted to see him again, and sometimes I didnât want to see him again.
I was afraid to reaffirm that my careless attitude was not a lie.
I couldnât really face him, so I leaned over as if I would put my head on the ground.
âLook,â
Derek grabs my head. I didnât look at Dietrich while holding my throat and holding my breath.
âI told you to look at your brother.â
ââŚâŚâŚ .â
As I slowly turned my gaze to Derekâs orders, the first thing that caught my eye was his black stickmanâs hair.
As if the cool early morning night had settled down.
âWhat are you doing?â
The black eyes that go well with the hair look at me.
Dietrich, 17, was so beautiful that I felt ashamed of my shabby self.
âI donât go anywhere when I was young.â
He stretched out his elongated hand and broke Derekâs hand holding the knife over my head. Whether it was in a state of great strength, he gently stepped back.
ââŚâŚ..What are you doing right now,â
Dietrich condemned Derek in a calm voice.
âI didnât say it she wasnât important?â
Derek laughed slowly, talking like a fat beast.
âYour younger sister is not precious, obviously did not say that with your mouth.â
âI donât understand what youâre doing, so I just ask,â
I bite my lips at Dietrichâs strangely calm figure.
As if he had forgotten all the bonds and memories with me, it seemed like I would lose his feet when I met him, but fortunately that did not happen.
The world was fine even though the heart I had been pampered with became a piece of tissue paper.
âYouâre a kid who canât be a successor anyway. You doesnât have an excellent ability and canât even use long-term language.â
Derek glanced at Dietrichâs insensitive face and shook my chin.
âSo, wouldnât it have anything to do with killing?â
âTo kill, kill it. Why do you show it in front of my eyes.â
âIf I kill this kid now, it doesnât matter?â
âIs this something I should care about?â
It was me who was more shocked than Derek by Dietrichâs question. I opened my eyes wide because if I didnât give them strength, I would spill my eye water right away.
Only then could I admit it.
âMaybe Veronica was right.â
That cold man is not the Dietrich I know.
âDo not be violent. The succession is short. There is a lot of snow over the north.â
âHa,â
Derek threw me, as if he had cooled down at Dietrichâs words.
âItâs just advice for Lagrange.â
He graciously added words as he hugged me, whose leg strength was relaxed and I fell forward.
However, at first glance, I could misunderstand that he was angry because the hand that held me was so full of strength.
âBut the aura is calm.â
Dietrichâs aura didnât change color easily, but it would turn red when he was really angry.
âI was the one who said it didnât matter if my sister locked in the basement,â
Dietrich said instead, looking down at me.
It seemed like he wanted to explain something, but I avoided his eyes because he was unfamiliar for me, who was much bigger than most adult men.
Derek looked at us for a moment and then began to pull his tongue away.
âI guess it wasnât a lie.â
I struggled to anger and held my breath away. Looking up, Dietrich looks so different that he feels like a different person.
âIs it like this in the original?â
In the war, he had to exercise so much sense that he really became a demon.
âIf those men were the demonic grand dukes of the War of the Roses, he wouldnât care what happens to the children of me or LaGrange.â
I thought I had grown quite a bit over the past three years, but it seems nothing compared to Dietrichâs remarkable growth rate.
He was taller for a knight, but at the same height as Eman, and just looking at his wide shoulders that seemed to be twice as big, I could believe that he was an adult.
ââŚâŚ.. .â
Dietrich felt a little unfamiliar, so I couldnât pick up any more of him without an answer.