I Picked Up a Witch With Amnesia

8. Bianca del Castana – 06

The moment I finished my words, only silence filled the inside of this small cabin.

Surprisingly, the princess did not show any reaction to my answer. He just quietly closed his eyes and stood there quietly as if thinking about something.

“…..”

It wasn’t until after an unknown amount of time passed, whether it was just a fleeting moment or an eternity-like moment, that the princess opened her eyes. In her eyes looking at me, there was only a hint of desperate suppression of her emotions.

“…Cain, those words from before. Was it really sane?”

In the princess’s voice, for some reason, there was subtle pain and sadness toward me.

“I’m sorry, but my mind is only perfectly fine. The words I just said are also clear from what I said from my sane mind.”

When I answered that with an unwavering attitude, the princess took a step towards me without saying a word. I took a step backwards involuntarily at the incomprehensible pressure felt through her whole body. I don’t know why, but I felt like the current princess was angry with me for some reason.

“…why?”

The princess looked at me biting her lip as if she was indignant.

“Why the hell, Cain? I don’t know. I really don’t know your intentions. Like Aria and Bianca del Castana, what do they mean to you that you are willing to sacrifice everything for them?”

“…..”

“Bianca del Castana is the one who kidnapped you and imprisoned you here. I don’t know what kind of life you led here with her. However, it is easy to guess that there was no such thing as your own free will in it. I am also not sure what her intentions were, but I am also well aware that her actions cannot be called good.”

What the princess said was right. It was the truth. It was a fact I was well aware of. It was not of my own will that I am currently staying in this cozy cabin. And where is that? It wasn’t enough that she kidnapped me, she completely blew my memory and even pretended to be a lover by my side. To be honest, what Bianca did to me was, in many ways, an act that easily exceeded the common sense of a sane person.

“What about your exclusive lady-in-waiting, Aria? Wasn’t she, in a sense, a girl with bigger problems than Bianca del Castana?”

The princess’s voice was distinctly different from when she was talking with me earlier. In her voice, there was only certain hatred.

“Cain, my eyes are not knotholes. Even though she has lost all her powers and quietly fulfills her role as a handmaid by your side, that doesn’t mean she hasn’t done anything in the future. It would be a big mistake if I thought I wouldn’t know that the ‘Witch of Winter’, the one who brought an unending winter to the entire continent and who drove you to death in the end, is her true identity.”

“…..”

The statement that Arya drove me to my death was a little strange, but that statement was not completely wrong either. Everything Arya had done as the ‘Winter Witch’ had gone as the clockwork turned backwards, but that didn’t mean she hadn’t done anything. Ten years later, as long as there are people like me and the princess who returned to the past after defeating the ‘witch of winter’, Arya’s original sin will always try to judge her.

“Answer me. Let me explain so I can understand. Why do you cherish and cherish those women? Why do they call them ‘their own’? They must have caused great harm in your life, but why…”

Why do you cherish and love them so much? What is the reason for trying to save them, even running into a place where one’s own life might be in danger?

As if she couldn’t bear to speak any more than that, she only scattered moans that couldn’t be spoken.

“…..”

…Certainly, what the princess said was right. But, at the same time, it wasn’t the right thing to say. I could say The feelings I had for Arya and Bianca were not that simple. As such a dichotomous element, it was not clear enough to cut and define it.

So speak up. At this moment, I feel a lot of emotions while being with them, but I confess in detail about my past self.

“Because I promised.”

“…promise?”

remember On the day I returned to 10 years ago, I saw a white-haired girl sleeping soundly next to me. I recall once again the image of a delicate woman who looked at me with anxious eyes, without knowing who she was or recalling any knowledge.

At that time, Aria could not be called the “witch of winter” who would lead the continent to ruin 10 years later. She was just an ordinary, helpless girl everywhere.

So, I reached out my hand to Arya. And, I made a promise to her. If you become my strength in the future, I will give you a place to stay and protect you from this world. The meaning that you can live, I will make it.

The promise was still there. My trust with her was unbroken. As long as Arya was Cain von Estel’s exclusive handmaid, not the ‘Winter Witch’ who would bring disaster on the world, I had a duty to protect her. I had to stand by her side in the midst of any threats in the world. So, Arya will be mine.

Same goes for Bianca. She, too, has done me a lot of wrong. Around the time we were together in the expedition, it was not enough to harass me for all sorts of reasons, this time they forcibly kidnapped me, erased my memories in the process, and even deceived me as a result.

However, I also think that I am no different from a sinner to Bianca. It’s because I didn’t notice until the end that she had a heart for me for a very long time. …No, I’ve been desperately denying it, would be the right expression. For me, it wasn’t easy to admit that Bianca wasn’t really a bad person.

I couldn’t look back at her for such a long time indeed. He was just trying to keep his mind off of her. I just let her sadness go. I just watched her pain from afar. I, too, was not the only one who was so proud of her.

So, I wonder if I too have made a lot of mistakes towards her. I don’t think I’m the right person to claim moral supremacy. So, by analogy, I think the two of us have a relationship similar to a kind of mutual negligence. A relationship in which the wrongs committed by each other are offset.

“…That is just sophistry.”

“you’re right. It’s all sophistry, and it’s nothing but forced logic.”

I nodded, acknowledging the princess’ words. It wasn’t that I refused to admit that my words were full of forced sophistry. However, I had no intention of retracting what I had said. What if my words are sophistry, and what if they are forced? My heart is like that right now.

Crucially, I made love to Bianca. The moment Bianca was held in my arms, she became my woman, she became mine. Wouldn’t that be a good enough reason for me to do this? I wasn’t an idiot enough to miss what came into my hands.

“…is that why you’re willing to commit such a reckless thing?”

“Not just that.”

I put on a wry smile and added my words.

“Princess, I am a very greedy person. It is the kind of greedy person who, once in his grasp, holds on tightly and never wants to take it away. How could I, like that, kindly let go of the women who are already mine?”

“…..”

At my words, the princess shook her head left and right as she stared at the horizon beyond the thunderstorm and flames.

“It is suicidal. Even if you go there, what can you really do? Do you think you can defeat them and carry out your will?”

To the princess’s words, I only answered like this.

“Lowering. Aria, no, at the time we were fighting against the ‘witch of winter’, did we count the odds and attack her?”

At my words, the princess’s body stiffened as if struck by lightning. Then, as if lamenting something, he sighed softly and slowly closed his eyes.

“…wasn’t it. yes, you are right Despite knowing full well that the chances of winning were slim, we fought head-on against the ‘Witch of Winter’. And at the end-“

“We had won. It was just, it was just a story.”

“Is that the answer you gave?”

For some reason, I quietly nodded my head without looking away from the princess who was looking at me with a bitter look.

“Sometimes, isn’t it true that you want to do what your heart tells you rather than reason?”

****

So, you leave me Not because someone else ordered him to, but only on his own will, he walks toward death.

“…Cain.”

Your back is getting farther and farther away from me. I wanted to run to you right now and stop you. However, I didn’t do that. I just keep looking at your back. Looking at your back, going away, I thought of you one day.

– Iris el Devhart, my great teacher. How long are you going to just sit there like that? If we sit still like that, we won’t be able to change anything in the end. So stand up. I know you, aren’t you such a weak woman?

– …you know what? Actually, I think I liked the princess a lot. So, please watch till the end. This is exactly what I wanted to show you.

In fact, I was getting frustrated. It was because the you I knew well and the you of today were very different.

The you I knew was a dazzlingly shining person. He was such a brilliant person that I couldn’t say anything about it. You were the only star on the ground.

…but, now you were just extremely ordinary. Obviously, the you I knew and the you now were the same person, but at the same time, I secretly sighed, thinking that you might not be different people after all.

But it wasn’t. I was wrong. Beyond time, beyond space, you were always you. You are still dazzlingly beautiful, and emit brilliant starlight. The brilliance you exude, I am fascinated as if I were a moth. I have done so in the past, and now, once again, I have fallen for you.

“…Cain.”

you go away Your strong and courageous back, which I always wanted to protect in front of me, is getting farther and farther away from me. In fact, I want to hold on to you even now. I want to hold onto you, who says without hesitation in front of me that you are going to find other women. I want to cling to you, to ask you to only look at me. I want to beg you to love only me.

But, I can’t hold you If I were to hold onto you at this moment, it would be an act of denying everything about you.

So, I’ll just watch you. I will respect your will. I will clearly put it in my eyes to see how far you can carry out your will.

At the last moment, if I could see you shining brilliantly again, the pain I feel right now would be nothing.

That is my own way of loving you.