Episode 127: Bad Guy (II)
To see Johannâs true face, I hid there.
Laura, who was about the same height and size as me, put on a wig and went into the carriage instead of me.
I felt that the defense was weaker than expected.
The brutal truth I encountered made me doubt my ears.
The cruel truth bit the nape of my neck fiercely.
âIf blue roses have bloomed on my body, then⌠allâŚâ
âJohann, is it all because of you?â
Blood rushed back up my body, and I clenched my fists, trying to not tremble as my bones shook.
âI didnât even know thatâŚâ
âI was self-deprecating, even hateful.â
As a matter of fact, a very terrifying question haunted me throughout my life. For example, this kind of question.
If I ever really surviveâŚ
Wouldnât I kill all the things I loved and destroy the world?
Berylia was born that way!
Even when I thought I wouldnât⌠Doubts were not put aside as I watched how it fit the original work with little error.
I longed for life, but was afraid to live.
I was afraid I would really ruin everything.
Therefore, even that simple hope as a human being trying to save my life, could not be held in peace.
During my deaths, I had repeated those feelings over and over again.
âI didnât have to.â
The real villain who was going to ruin this world wasnât Berylia.
There was a fit of false laughter.
âNo matter how keen and vigilant she may be, the blue rose is meant to dominate her slowly anyway.â
The blue rose was not a ârevelationâ, but a trap and a snare.
My hand painfully squeezed the rose on my shoulder, crushing it.
Biting down hard, I stared at the door with a grimly distorted face.
âItâs not going to go your way.â
I moved my body that was about to collapse. With my whole body covered in a cloak, I struggled to take each step.
But soon my pace accelerated.
In the midst of the chaos, my mind grew clearer and clearer.
ââŚYour Majesty! Did you get home safely?â
âClose the curtains, and you guys go out for a while.â
As soon as I got to my bedroom, I gave a brief order.
The other maids seemed worried as they felt my mood change, but Laura, who had good senses, quickly pulled the curtain and backed away quietly.
I aligned the magic stone ring with the groove and immediately opened the drawer.
Inside was a pendant wrapped in black velvet.
A holy relic of the gods that exuded a dreamlike energy in purple.
âMargotâs PendantâŚâ
âI was going to break through the temple with this and destroy the prophecy stone.â
I wanted to block the oracle with that.
I wondered if everyone would be happy if I died, butâŚ
I didnât want Rixus to hear that the woman he loved was a demon who would ruin the world.
If he suffered, my heart would hurt to the point of death.
âŚI felt guilty, but I wanted to live in this country like this somehow.
âI was willing to even try.â
Tears fell on the back of my hand, as pale as marble.
Traces of the miserable and desperate struggles on the expressionless face of Berylia descended with emotion one by one.
I took out another box in place of Johannâs holy relic I was holding with a crushing grip.
What I needed now was not the âMargotâs Pendantâ.
The more I was faced with a crisis, the more my reasoning rose up along with my nerves, enabling me to make quick judgments.
It was a mysterious brooch that gave a slightly bizarre feeling because the âearâ shape was so clear.
I remember clearly what the Marchioness Verdi said when she gave me this.
âSurviving a long history, the successive heads of the Verdi family have heard all kinds of secrets.â
âWe documented all of those secrets and put them in one ancient magic stone.â
âA secret that will kill a person. A secret that will dry up the bloodline of a family.â
âSometimes⌠even the secret that will determine the rise or fall of a country.â
âAll of us âVerdiâ know.â
âDo you know the secret I want?â
I went straight to the residence of the Marquisate of Verdi. Refusing all three maids who were going to follow me, I moved alone.
Madam Verdi greeted me with a slightly surprised face as she was already preparing for the night.
âMadam Verdi. Iâve come to ask you something.â
Madam Verdiâs wrinkled face slowly calmed down.
We did not talk for a long time.
But after a while, when the âear-shaped broochâ did its job and was discarded;
I had already heard enough secrets.
Toulouse flew through the air, flapping its black wings.
Johann was in a half-lying position, drunk from the Dew of Montaigne.
In one hand, he leisurely held a book with an ancient demonâs black magic diagram written on it.
âDonât be noisy, Toulouse.â
âItâs a good day since I met her today.â
The three-headed crow, which was spinning over his head, flapped its wings even more intensely, as if indignant.
[The âsheâ you are talking about, she hid like a mouse by the drawing room door and listened to everything you said! ]
Johannâs eyebrows rose.
âWhat bullshit. I saw her in the carriage with my own eyes.â
The three heads of Toulouse opened their mouths and squawked in unison.
[What you saw was Beryliaâs maid! She heard you all talking about blue roses at the door!]
[As you know, this black mansion is my realm, and I put a barrier on it, so I can feel everything?!]
To the middle headâs words, his left head answered loudly.
The head on the right spoke and the three of them laughed with different expressions. Then the middle head said,
Johann covered his mouth with his large, callus-less, soft hand, contorting his dark eyebrows.
âShe figured it out so quickly? Also, she deceived me?â
He felt a tingling sensation all over his body.
âSheâs really clever⌠and lovely.â
[Crazy pervert, itâs not a time to admire!]
As if frustrated, Toulouse jabbed him on the chest with his wings.
Johann gently lowered his long legs and stood up at once.
âShe shouldnât know my identity yet.â
It was still before the blue roses ruled her.
âIf she just runs away like this.â
Johann walked to the Black Fountain and raised his palm.
âThat memory will put her in dangerâŚâŚ. Dangerous memories.â
The flesh with green veins was cut short and deep with a knife.
His skin opened wide, and dark red blood poured down like a sticky waterfall into the fountain.
âIâll have to wipe it clean.â
Toulouse, who was sitting in the temple, burst into laughter.
[Haha! Hahaha! Indeed, you are fun.]
Johannâs open skin quickly healed as black blood vessels rose up like a tree root sprouting.
A low voice came from his lips.
ăEnkini Me Persona Nardei.ă
The blood that had already been sacrificed spreaded like a haze.
It was a spell that dug into her head, having heard his secret that she shouldnât have heard.
âFor a wicked sin⌠Youâd be an ignorant idiot.â
âThat will be your salvation.â
âBecause weâll have this world.â
âIn this cage, accept my love that is red as blood.â
In front of Rixusâ bedroom.
When I came to my senses, I found myself here.
After the conversation with Madam Verdi, my head felt like it was going to explode.
Today, the entire day, was a very busy day.
I came here on foot, weary like a bird with wet wings.
I needed Rixus. This confused head, this cramped heart, this heart staggering from shock.
There was no one else but him who could catch hold of me.
But even before I could open the door, Rixus, who was about to come out, found me first.
Standing alone in a quiet hallway with no guardsâŚ
He looked down in surprise.
I hugged him like I was about to fall and went into the bedroom.
Rixus skillfully accepted me and put me in his arms.
A cold wall touched my back.
âI want you so much.â
Like a thin groan, I licked my lips and whispered.
I could see Rixusâ eyes quivering hotly.
I kissed him first, and he groaned huskily and accepted it several times more than I approached.
I was swallowed without hesitation, our tongues mingled and I couldnât breathe.
It was just a kiss, but I felt bliss to the extent that my head was blown away.
It felt like my heart could melt.
As soon as our lips fell apart.
I kissed his wet lips and whispered in a deep breath.
âLeave me thinking all night long.â
Without hesitation, the hem of my skirt was torn by Rixusâ grasp.