Love Letter From The Future

3. Dragon’s Eye, Human Mind (21)

Ian just fell asleep.

There was a slight disappointment in Neris’ eyes after confirming that fact. It’s been a long time since I’ve been in the middle of a long time, but it was an unexpectedly boring ending.

Neris collected the aura around her with a sullen expression. Then, her senses planted throughout the space were blocked one by one, and the dim surroundings became brighter.

There were several daggers stuck in the ceiling. In fact, Neris’ Aura trait was simple.

If you spread your magic, you can grasp the details of the objects in that space. Of course, the same was true for humans, and it was also possible to distract the senses of living things.

By applying this, several tricks were possible.

Pretending to keep your hands behind your back, sticking several daggers into the ceiling and dropping them whenever necessary.

It was possible if you distracted your senses for a while. When the dagger dropped, it was enough to throw the dagger again.

Of course, there was no way an agent of the Imperial Intelligence Service would leak such information.

His skills, abilities, and even his status itself were a life full of lies. Neris also had many hidden secrets.

She moved her pale green eyes to Ian.

I was going to torture him from now on.

I had to figure out who the hell he was getting the information from. The Imperial Intelligence Service was not easy enough that only the second son of a rural viscount could figure out its identity.

Of course, the branch of the academy was not an official branch, so the spies belonging to the branch were only trainees with less training.

In the first place, the official branch of the Imperial Intelligence Service periodically moved its signboard and base. Disguising itself as a club with a centuries-old history and tradition was impossible.

However, even so, the Imperial Intelligence Service was an intelligence service.

Even though it was created for the purpose of recruiting talented people from the academy, the secrecy was strictly maintained. If information was leaked, it was natural to dig up to the source.

Otherwise, Neris’ prosperous future might be compromised.

“Oh,” Neris sighed.

It seemed to me that more severe torture should be applied. The crime was the crime of going against her feelings.

not bad. Listening to the pleas of cheeky nobles was one of Neris’ secret hobbies.

It was then that Neris’ eyes widened.

Suddenly, a cool chill ran down my spine.

It was something that shouldn’t have happened. Behind her, she stumbled and felt a sign of getting her body up.

Nonsense.

mana was limited. The anesthetic poison used by her men was so powerful that even the mammoths of the northern mosses were knocked down in seconds.

Her gaze, filled with disbelief, quietly turned to the man.

Indifferent golden eyes were looking at her.

As soon as their eyes met, Neris’ body froze. It was the realm of instinct.

It was as if people had changed.

With a relaxed attitude, the man pulled out the dagger stuck in my thigh.

And it was around that time that the man’s mouth opened.

“… … Neris Findleston.”

It was a shock like a thunderbolt. Neris’ body trembled for a moment.

Commoners do not have surnames. Therefore, it was normal for Neris to have a castle as well.

But in fact, she had a last name. It was a name I had abandoned a long time ago.

It was unknown information except for the imperial family, especially those who existed in the deep.

How on earth, Neris, whose hair had turned white, immediately showed hostility and put strength into her hand holding the dagger again.

“Who did you hear that name from?”

“Whoa,” the man sighed. A cool chill lingered in his hazy eyes.

“I heard all sorts of things when I tried to listen silently… It would have been nice if it was a little more heavy-mouthed.”

“… … You ask who did you hear it from!”

The hand holding the outstretched dagger was trembling. Neris’s eyes began to tinge with an unknown source of fear.

It was a secret no one knew. Of course, the man didn’t know either.

Neris’s sharp mind made a decision right away.

Now you have to conquer it again.

There was no trace of magic power in the man. It meant that the poison was still working.

Even if the anesthesia wore off, if you couldn’t use magic, you wouldn’t be an opponent to Neris.

After making that conclusion, Neris’ body immediately kicked the ground.

A thump, a small amplitude echoed, and Neris’s new model shot like a darting.

The time it took for her to get close to the man was literally an instant.

Without magical power, he could not even respond. As Neris expected, the man just stood there without even moving.

done. Power still had an overwhelming advantage on her side.

So confident of victory, just before Neris stabbed her with a dagger.

Her eyes widened again.

Because an unbelievable sight came into view.

The air was bleeding.

Magical power flowing like blood made a path. On that path, strange patterns were being drawn.

It was a complex text.

If it hadn’t been for Neris, it might have been impossible to immediately grasp its true identity.

But as soon as Neris saw it, he had no choice but to realize. The identity of the letters being engraved in the air.

Any spy belonging to the imperial family would do that. That secret text was no different from the emperor’s authority itself.

In the slow time, the moment when the blood-colored letters formed their perfect form.

Fire, the wick of flame rose up around the pattern.

It was obvious what would happen next. Neris wanted to get rid of her body right away, but she couldn’t bite her body, which had already reached the point of swinging the dagger.

Dark despair flashed in Neris’ eyes. It was shortly thereafter that her body bounced off.

A booming sound erupted.

Flames engulfed the room. The papers blazed and scattered. The furniture was halved around the bomb wick, and Neris bounced off and landed on the wall.

Neris gasped at the blunt impact and drew in a breath. It was rather less pain.

Flames engulfed her body.

A searing pain felt on his skin. She was resisting because she still had magic power, but it was clear that her skin would soon melt from the heat.

A scream erupted from Neris’s mouth in fear of death by fire.

“Kyaa! Buy, save me!”

However, in the room that had become a mess, the only man who maintained his appearance was walking slowly.

There was little hope in Neris’ eyes as she rolled on the floor and tried to evolve somehow.

No matter what, I had no intention of burning him to death. Burning was the punishment inflicted on the worst of death row inmates.

Because it caused the most terrible pain.

Neris believed that the man had a handful of mercy. And as if living up to that expectation, the man took out a canteen from his waist.

You’re trying to open the lid and pour water into it.

The fire passed only for an instant. Even so, the room was already blazing with a number of burning fires.

In such a situation, I wonder what I could do with a canteen of water, but Neris, engulfed in flames, had long lost even that ability.

The man tilted the canteen as Neris wished.

A strange smell wafted from the dripping water droplets. Even as it burned, Neris’ keen sense of smell picked up the scent.

Smell of alcohol?

Neris’s eyes went blank for an instant. And in the next moment, the flames that wrapped around Neris grew even stronger.

“Kyaa! stop that! That, please stop!”

Neris’s struggle grew stronger. The man sighed without saying anything, and then kicked Neris.

Her body bounced off and rolled outside the manager’s office. It was shortly thereafter that the man picked up the water basket placed with the mop.

“Chack,” water from the mop was sprayed and steam rose.

The momentum of the flames that wrapped around Neris was broken. She was shivering in a crouched body, and soon the flames were completely extinguished by the moisture rising around her.

It smelled foul.

It was a natural result since the water from the mop was poured on it. Neris quietly lowered her arm around her head and looked up at Ian with a terrified look.

I tried to kill this man, Neris.

The drinking from the canteen was conclusive evidence. A man pouring alcohol on a woman about to burn to death could not have been sane.

The cold-blooded of the cold-blooded, but Neris thought deep down that it could be.

Because he was a man from the deepest part of the imperial family, which was like a pandemonium.

Neris trembled and staggered to her knees.

she asked in a trembling voice.

“… … Uh, where are you from?”

The man turned his indifferent eyes to the side for a moment. It looked like he was thinking about it for a while.

Soon he spoke in a subdued tone.

“Neris Findleston… Let me tell you one thing to be careful of when dealing with me in the future.”

Neris lowered her head like a drowning mouse. It was a deserved courtesy for an emperor’s agent.

However, there was still a faint suspicion in her eyes.

It was a very sudden turn of events. Even the quick-witted woman couldn’t help but be embarrassed.

Neris’s gaze turned to the glance. It was an attempt to even read the man’s eyes.

but the next moment.

Kwadeuk, the sound of cartilage shattering echoed. Neris’ eyes blankly turned to my shoulder.

It was a hatchet.

Neris, still confused, had no choice but to let out another shrieking scream.

“Uh, kyaa!”

But soon Neris’s screams stopped.

It was because the man grabbed her hair and forcibly met her eyes.

As soon as she met those cool golden eyes, Neris shut her mouth. Her eyes shook violently.

I couldn’t read your eyes. However, he always seemed sincere.

It was then that the man’s mouth uttered a soft warning.

“… … Do not question me.”

Neris could only helplessly nod her head.

I don’t know if the tears are flowing from my eyes.

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Ian thought as he poured the liquid from the canteen.

Oh right. this was alcohol