Love Letter From The Future

3. Dragon’s Eye, Human Mind (53)

do you want to win?

Of course it was.

You have to win somehow, trample it down, and make it impossible to rebel again.

It was a desperate feeling that had been embedded in my heart without even knowing it.

Only then can you protect your loved ones.

That impatience made me stop breathing for an instant.

Mitram wet my ears with sweeter whispers.

“Leave yourself in that feeling. anger, hatred… morals or ethics? Is that even going to change the world?”

I shouted, “Don’t say nonsense,” and the woman’s hand pressed my shoulder as I tried to raise myself.

My field of vision, which had reached its limit, gradually narrowed. Mitram’s smile filled him.

“Isn’t that what you always do anyway?”

Hearing those words, the anger that had risen up to his throat subsided for a moment.

what did you always do?

Yeah, that’s what I always did.

“You just have to surrender to your anger and kill it. ruler… Take that anger out on me.”

Mitram’s laughter grows muffled.

My mind went hazy, my tense muscles relaxed, and my head sank to the ground.

Didn’t you come too far then?

The second son of a country viscount, he has done so much and is now exhausted.

I pretended not to, but the conflict with the princess left a lot of scars on me.

My precious people were hurt, and I was in a situation where I didn’t know if they were still hurt. It was too great a sacrifice to endure to prevent the ‘end of the world’ that didn’t even feel like it.

On the other hand, how clear are the feelings of hatred and intent to kill?

If you just want to kill, it’s enough.

Then everything will be resolved, and my heart will be refreshed. My grip on the sword began to gain more and more strength.

The magic power rages.

Like a cold wave sweeping through the plateau, a mysterious wind gathered violently in the crypt. Mitram took a staggering backwards step with an ecstatic gaze.

An aura was forming on the sword.

Its hue was not a brilliant silver. The halo of light, which became more and more hazy, soon achieved the saturation of gray. However, its density and anticipation were unparalleled.

have to kill

The will that I had repeated countless times formed a blade.

Incomprehensible hatred and murderous intent warms my heart. The tiny blood vessels in the retina were congested, and my breathing became more and more rough.

Rumble, and vibration swept through the crypt again.

There really isn’t much left. Using my sword as a staff, I forcibly calmed my trembling legs and caused a shudder.

With a breath, the sword burrowed into the ground on its own and hesitated several times.

Still, I stood up again.

Mitram told me with a bright smile.

“Oh, what a great look… Ian Percus. Did you understand that feeling now?”

“… … OK.”

Let’s kill and kill once.

Mitram danced with joy and raised the strings of magic.

My eyes charted the space and captured all its trajectories.

Before that, it would have been to avoid it, but not now.

The trajectory twists and turns and converges to a single point.

My blade struck the spot without hesitation.

With a creaking sound, dozens of strands of string lost their strength and scattered.

A few strands remained, but the speed at which I spurred the ground was faster.

With a thump and a shock wave that shook the earth, the space was compressed at once.

Before I knew it, Mitram and I were close by.

The woman laughed and scattered light in my black air. If I just give him strength like this, that sleep is over.

But at that moment, there was one word that shook my brain.

“… … Ian Percus.”

There was an illusion that time had stopped.

The space is shattered into pure white. Countless memories overlapped and dozens of voices were playing back to me.

I looked around in vain, feeling like a criminal before the judge.

Unrecognizable faces were speaking in their own tones.

“Save the world.”

It was not unfamiliar.

I’ve experienced it several times before. This memory was the memory of ‘me’. Traces of regret left by someone who made a wrong choice.

I couldn’t help but feel unfair about that.

“… … why me?”

What the hell am I supposed to be carrying such a heavy and painful burden?

Until he received the letter, he had lived without dreaming of such a great mission.

For me, the second son of a rural viscount, it was too heavy a burden in the first place. Even so, I did my best, and as a result, the only way I reached was here.

Loved ones are sick and injured.

And my body is in tatters, look. Isn’t that just barely standing still?

Unfortunately, this was the only answer I came up with.

This road was the only option for me to walk.

After organizing my thoughts like that, I gnashed my teeth and put strength into the hand holding the sword again.

The gray aura caused a violent storm. If I had to go on like this, it was over.

It was then.

Until that last moment, a thought flashed through my mind.

What would have happened if I had killed Delphine-senpai?

It was an unexpected assumption. At the time of the hunting festival, I had no intention of killing Delphine, and if I did, I would have been in trouble.

However, he remembered Seria’s face that he had seen that day.

As I recalled the terrified face, the elevation of my arm holding the sword slightly lowered.

The saintess screamed, “Why did you try to save an orphan?” To the woman with those confused eyes, I spat out a word proudly.

Immanuel, please God be with you.

One by one, my hand holding the sword trembled as the memories collided with my thoughts. Emma, the woman I saved with my will, hugged me and said,

“You are the one who saves lives.”

Only then did I sigh and sigh.

The world dyed with light collapses. Mitram, who was looking at me with expectant eyes in front of me, tilted his head.

The aura on my sword was gradually regaining its brightness from gray.

From gray to silver again.

My mouth gasped, and then I burst into laughter.

There was information coming in. Until now, I had been immersed in battle as if I was drunk.

When he finally came to his senses, Mitram’s signs of abnormality came to mind.

Instead of swinging my sword, I grabbed Mitram’s collar with one hand.

“… … You left a place to escape.”

The crypt was shaking violently. This meant that collapse was imminent.

The mounds of soil that rainwater had fallen on were already up to the knees. In particular, there was a lot of dirt falling from the ceiling.

However, Mitram giggled as if he was saying something.

“Ian Perkus, if you’re kidding… … .”

“You keep talking like I’m going to survive.”

At my point, Mitram’s sneering stopped. As if it had been rapidly cooled, the woman stopped moving with a wicked smile.

“Otherwise you don’t even have to convince me, huh? I don’t know what you were trying to do… You made a way out.”

Mitram, who had been frozen for a moment, soon burst into laughter.

“Shall I tell you, Ian Perkus? You might want to live too. Now, if you just sign a contract with me… … .”

It was then that my sword cut Mitram’s throat and passed.

Mitram’s eyes were wide open. I tried to respond at the last minute, but I was faster than that.

one thought.

I didn’t know which way I should go.

Read at readwn

Just by setting that direction, my aura was burning a strong light. And in front of that strong will, the string of magic could not even resist.

Degururu, the woman’s head rolls on the ground.

There was no regeneration of Mitram’s body, whose magic strings were severed. He just struggled in disbelief, then collapsed.

I answered Mitram in a cold voice.

“… … I do not need.”

It was better to take a look around during the argument.

It was obvious that it was a ‘contract’ with the Dark Church anyway. I wasn’t stupid enough to fall into a trap that I would regret later.

But my eyes turned to the ceiling.

A lot of toxic dirt piles were falling down. At first, I thought it was because of gravity, but even considering this, only the ceiling collapsed at a particularly fast rate.

I didn’t have time anyway, so I climbed the fallen dirt pile without saying anything.

The tallest mound of earth already reached half its height from floor to ceiling. Then a giggling sound penetrated my ears.

“… … Ian Percus.”

My eyes glanced back and forth. There, Mitram, whose head was left now, was staring at me with a stiff smile, as if his strength was slowly fading.

“Anyway, it seems that this is the limit if it’s not the main body… But don’t feel too lonely, I’ll be there soon.”

To that sincere farewell, I threw out the hatchet instead of answering.

Kwajik, the bone pain was crushed, and blood and brain water splattered in all directions.

“… … f*ck you.”

Then I raised my hand, and as the ax returned to my hand, I fell face down.

A mound of dirt lands on my back with its heavy weight.

At the last moment, I seemed to have seen the light, but my consciousness, which had reached its limit, was cut off.

Only the urgent voice remained in my ears like a reverberation.

“Ugh, kyaagh! uh, what is this… huh? Eh, Ian? Ian! Oh, no… Yes, priests! Gather the priests immediately!!”

My consciousness is dark.

While I was unconscious, I had no idea how the relationship between the princess and the people around me would change.

It was the end of the story.