Love Letter From The Future

3. The dragon’s eye, the human mind (49)

The sound of crackling campfires awakened consciousness.

dazed The hazy mind precipitated thoughts at will.

I rubbed my eyes several times to clear up my blurry vision. Only then did the surrounding scenery begin to emerge more clearly.

It was inside an old-fashioned tent.

It was only a temporary accommodation, but as if symbolizing the majesty of the imperial family, not even a handful of wind penetrated into the pure white tent. It was a warm and cozy place.

In the dry desert, the difference between day and night is extreme.

The sand heated by the sun creates a haze until sunset. However, when the sun went down and the cold moonlight began to sink, the desert used to harbor an unbearable chill.

Therefore, the fact that a fire was burning inside the tent suggested that it was late afternoon or early morning.

It was because there was no need to create additional heat sources in the heat.

A faint steam rose from the glass of sake that was being poured.

It was a traditional western drink.

I heard that it is a fermented liquor that is served warm up on a cold night. In the West, it was said that it had the meaning of praising the hard work of the day.

Without saying a word, I took a glass and drank it down.

Nogora, many of the people currently staying at this camp were suffering as well. Defeating the flocking monsters was not an easy task.

How about listening to the breathing of a snake that fills the horizon?

It wasn’t something I could do sanely.

When that monster awakens from its long slumber and begins to wriggle, the armies that mankind has been proud of will immediately turn into a handful of blood.

The materialized threat was right in front of my eyes.

The man’s eyes sank sadly as he remembered the bleak future.

The woman sitting across from him had her eyes closed, so I couldn’t read her gaze, but she also looked bitter.

When the woman snapped her fingers, a glass of wine floated into the air. And then, again, a glass of alcohol poured into the glass.

It was she who broke the silence.

“As time passes, I think of the past rather than the future.”

“You’re not even thirty yet, are you?”

When the two of them started working on a masterpiece, the man’s attitude softened a little.

During the day, he was faithful to manners like a well-honed blade. But now they seemed friendly enough to joke around.

The woman chuckled and laughed.

“So I mean. Did the old saying say that spring passes by without even knowing it has arrived?”

“Isn’t it like that because you think of winter even in spring?”

With a voice reminiscent of faint alcohol, the man uttered that.

The woman took a sip of her drink and gave a small smile.

It was as if he was asking me to say something.

“I didn’t know it when I was young, but as time goes on, I seem to get to know it. I couldn’t enjoy the present more and more, and I became terrified thinking about the future.”

“Then spring passes?”

“… … Now there is only winter left.”

The empty glass that fell on the table was filled with alcohol again.

It was a bizarre sight of a woman who couldn’t even open her eyes, moving things freely, but the man didn’t seem to care too much.

It seemed like it had been seen countless times before.

After stroking the glass without saying anything for a while, the woman asked the man in a faint tone.

“Then, when was your spring? When I was a disciple of the Archwitch in the Great Forest?”

“Looking back now, it was summer.”

Then, the man smiled bitterly. His hand held the glass.

The two glasses collided in the air, making a clicking sound. After pouring another glass down his gullet, the man continued his speech in a muffled voice.

“Aren’t you too old to be budding? Master and sister-in-law still treated me as a novice.”

“I heard a lot… A story about two people.”

“They were like family to me.”

Tak, the glass hit the table. Seeing the man’s expression, which naturally subsided, the woman turned her head, as if guessing what was going to be said.

A voice drowned in agony flowed out.

“… … And died.”

After that, the man’s voice cut off.

As if understanding, the woman offered another drink. After a few drinks went back and forth like that, she asked cautiously.

“Did you love me?”

It wasn’t meant to be ‘family’.

It was already several years in the past, so the man looked a bit puzzled. His golden eyes, wandering in the hazy fog, soon disappeared behind his eyelids with an empty smile.

He shook his head once.

“… … I don’t know, now.”

After that, several glasses were emptied again in the silence, and a woman’s flushed face suddenly appeared in front of the man.

She seemed to be watching the man intently.

Even though she couldn’t see properly because she couldn’t open her eyes, she snooped in front of the man’s face for a while before sitting down.

“Why didn’t you know?”

The man looked at the woman with eyes asking what he meant.

Then the woman smiled and sipped from the glass.

“It was during the academy. Why couldn’t someone like you stand out back then?”

“That was the spring of my life.”

It was an immediate answer.

At the topic that came out of the man’s mouth, the woman turned her face to the man again.

“When you are a seed, you are a seed no matter what you do. It’s just a sprout with a slightly bigger cotyledon than the others.”

“That’s a little cheeky.”

“… … Is that so?”

The man cleared his throat with a puzzled expression, then drank a glass of wine. However, the woman soon burst out laughing as if it was a joke.

“But I will forgive you, because you deserve it… … .”

It didn’t take long until the woman’s face, which had been so blurry, turned into sadness.

“If you had sprouted a little earlier, would a lot of things be different?”

“With the power of just one person?”

The words that came and went were empty. It was because the two of them had already realized that it was an absurd possibility anyway.

It was because there were so many things to regret.

Huhu, the woman said with a miserable smile.

“Can I ask you one really stupid favor?”

“… … Is this an order?”

At the plain half-question, the woman put on a sad expression as if she was sad.

Suddenly, a soft voice escaped from between her lips.

“An order between us… It’s called a favor.”

Instead of answering, the man stared at the woman with his mouth shut.

As if she knew that, the woman smiled bitterly.

and she whispered

“If you go back to that time, please hit me one time when I didn’t know anything.”

It was inevitable that empty laughter leaked out of the man’s mouth.

It was such an unrealistic story.

However, just as the man was about to refute, a sweet scent passed through his nose.

It wasn’t just the smell of alcohol.

The man’s eyes went blank as the subtle scent that only the skin of a woman’s body could hold engulfed him.

The face of the woman who had approached him as if they were about to touch noses to him was reflected in his eyes.

It was flawless beauty. Even now, she is breathtakingly beautiful, but if she had even kept those eyes, she would surely have made many men cry.

The woman begged in a mournful tone.

“And save me.”

The man said nothing for a while.

I couldn’t tell if I was intoxicated by the alcohol, or the woman’s beauty, or even the sweet scent.

He said just as if possessed.

“… … Yes, I will.”

The world collapses again.

Through the cracks in the collapsing boundary, a headache as if pecking at the brain came.

It was time to go back.

**

Mitram sighed and sighed.

It was a series of unexpected variables.

First of all, it wasn’t enough that the curse he had placed on the princess was lifted, and he was even hindered right before he reached his goal.

It was all the work of one man.

‘Ian Percus’, at most a man who is only the second son of a country viscount.

So Mitram liked the man even more.

It didn’t feel right to interfere with his plans at all, but it also meant that Ian was competent. Even he was not authoritative unlike the high-ranking aristocrats.

He was a talented person who had an indomitable willpower as well as a spirit of sacrifice for the weak.

It was to the point where I wanted to spend a little more time recruiting him into the Dark Church. But he, who was so strong, was now on his knees, having been hit directly by an explosion.

From the sound of his breathing, it seemed that he was still alive. It couldn’t have been a wonderful life force.

Even so, Mitram was not particularly wary of Ian.

In the first place, Ian had been injured all over the place from the time he entered this place. Although he pretended to be calm, he couldn’t fool the eyes of Mitram, who had remodeled all kinds of creatures.

Even the slightest shock was enough to bring down the one who had barely managed to hold out like that.

If you think about it that way, the explosion that sacrificed one test subject was an undeserved treatment. Mitram thought he had done the minimum sincerity and tried to turn around.

That’s right, until the man staggers to his feet.

For a moment, deep suspicion filled Mitram’s eyes.

I didn’t know if I had just been hit by an explosion, so I even put a stinger coated with paralysis poison into my shoulder. It was normal to be moaning like the wriggling escort knights.

But the man got up. This was presented before Mitram’s eyes as undeniable evidence.

Mitram had no choice but to swallow a laugh.

Apparently, there must have been a mistake because he was possessed by a test subject rather than his own body. The woman immediately took out a poison needle from her bosom and threw it away.

Poisonous needles pierced in three places, saying Pababak, took over the elements of the body. Even if it wasn’t poison, it was normal if the movement stopped the moment the needle was inserted.

Even so, the man only stumbled for a moment, then took another step.

One step, then another step.

The more he did, the more Mitram’s eyebrows narrowed.

There was no way this would happen. Her hand, unable to easily accept the slowly approaching reality, groped her arms once again.

The poisonous needle, which was not long now, caused a puncture again.

The poison needles that penetrated both of the man’s knees looked quite thick. It was normal for a normal human being to kneel down right away.

Yet another step.

Only then did Mitram feel a chill run down his spine.

Something was strange. This was a warning from instinct.

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Just as Mitram hesitated involuntarily and took a step back, a faint sound came from beyond.

“Damn it… … .”

It was the sound of crying and spitting out tears.

She was the 5th princess of the empire, Shien.

She couldn’t even lift her finger properly, but she did her best to give advice. He seemed to realize that there was no hope.

The princess’ light gray pupils sent a trembling gaze to Ian.

He was still walking slowly.

“Do, run away, Sir Ian… Ah, there are still bombs left… … .”

“… … Pooh.”

As soon as Mitram heard the princess’s warning, he burst into laughter.

Are the descendants of dragons the descendants of dragons?

It seemed that he realized that the bio-bomb was still inside the escort knight. Although they managed to remodel them in time, they were few in number.

No matter how much Mitram was, he couldn’t just explode a normal human at will.

A process similar to that was required, and there were very few bodies that had completed such preparation. It was a very secretive work, so there was little chance of it being discovered, but now it was an exhibition.

The string of magical power had already been secretly connected.

It was to cause an explosion whenever Mitram touched it. Apparently, the princess felt the subtle connection of that magical power.

Yeah, there was no need to worry. He still had a lot of cards left in his hand.

Mitram, regaining his confidence, gave a smug smile.

“That’s right, Ian Percus. Why don’t you listen to that woman’s tearful advice right now? Oh, of course, your sister is going through a rough run by the benevolent princess’s orders… … .”

“Mitram.”

There was no high or low in that one word.

So Mitram, the princess, and even Irene, who was gasping for breath while lying face down, had no choice but to look at the man.

The man who said that stood tall in front of Mitram a few steps away. A smirk escaped from his mouth.

“… … Do you like explosions?”

What did you mean? Mitram was about to ask back.

The woman’s eyes widened.

I felt an incomprehensible flow of magical power.

Mitram noticed this before anyone else, but he couldn’t accept it at all.

The venom obtained from the venomous insects in the Great Forest suppresses the bloodstream and hardens even magic power. Aside from moving the body, it was impossible to move the mana.

But what is the magical power of this fiercely burning flame?

If there is no magical power inside the body, the magical power outside the body cannot be condensed. It was common sense. That exception did not exist.

No, in fact there was only one exception.

But, that wouldn’t be possible.

Mitram’s eyes filled with disbelief slowly turned toward the condensation point of mana.

Sien and Irene’s gaze was the same. It didn’t take long for the eyes of the two women to open wide.

It was burning brightly, leaving scars in the air.

It was as if blood was flowing. What the mark draws is a character that cannot be understood by the wisdom of mankind.

Although I couldn’t decipher its meaning, I could guess the identity.

A word slipped out of Mitram’s mouth in a daze.

“Dragon, blood characters… … ?”

The moment he heard that short chant, Ian said with a faint smile.

“Actually, I like it too.”

Realizing the seriousness of the situation, Mitram’s hand hurriedly groped for mine. But it was already too late.

The wick of the burning flame spewed out flames that would soon incandescent the world.

With a thud, my vision was flooded with a storm of light and heat.

Even as they were bounced back by the shock wave, Shien and Irene muttered with trembling hearts.

what the hell happened