Love Letter From The Future

4. Rynella’s fate is decided by Rynella (45)

Blood and flesh splattered everywhere.

It was the result of crushing Mitram’s skull with a hatchet.

To be honest, I almost hesitated at the end, but thinking that I was imitating her with a body that resembled Leah made me sick.

I had only one sister who was dear to me.

No one else could acknowledge her as a sister.

It was the same no matter how much she wore Lia’s face and copied Lia’s tone with her voice.

Mitram must have underestimated my love for Leah.

While catching my breath, I carefully examined Mitram’s condition.

The body that had lost its head spewed blood like a fountain and convulsed.

I didn’t even want to fall down.

All life was bound to die when its head was smashed. Originally, there were no exceptions to that truth.

So I got caught off guard for a while.

Even though he knew with his rational mind that Mitram’s transformed body could not end like this, he couldn’t help but be stunned for a moment by the guilt of killing Leah.

It was then that the headless body spun gracefully.

I hurriedly crossed my sword and axe. It was like a spinal reflex.

Even so, Mitram was not an easy opponent.

With a click, the kick stepped on the intersection of the sword and axe. It would have been nice if it ended like this, but Mitram immediately stepped back and drew a smooth linking motion.

It was an unobstructed connection as if they were dancing.

However, the power of the ensuing blow was incomparable to that of a single dance.

Bang, the illusion of thunder struck in my mind.

The momentum of the kick that hit the side was frightening. Even so, it wasn’t a level that I, who had been injured, could endure.

I cried, and blood flowed from my mouth, and my mind was confused.

When I came back to my senses, I was already face down on the ground.

He let out a light moan and tried to control the shaking focus. My eyes slowly turned to the front.

Mitram was walking there.

Looking at it again and again, it was a body that resembled Lia.

From the curve that falls from the collarbone to the chest, to the uniquely prominent curves of the pelvis and buttocks.

The only difference was that Lia didn’t bubble with blood just because she lost her head.

It was a precursor to regeneration.

Even after blowing his head off, the time it took to regenerate was extremely short. It was truly a regenerative ability that had to be tongue-in-cheek.

Seeing him as if he were immortal, I collapsed.

How can you beat such a monster?

Dark despair pierced his heart.

Whether it was or not, Mitram was just mimicking a beautiful tone with a body resembling Leah.

“Ah, that is really too much. How could you hit your little sister on the head without hesitation?”

“Shut up, coke! I did it… … .”

My body trembled as I spit out blood.

It seemed like it would take a little more time to get over the shock.

There was no way Mitram would give that much time, though.

It was the next moment when Mitram’s foot crushed my wrist.

I tried to endure it somehow, but I couldn’t help even the fingers that spontaneously opened.

I finally let go of the hatchet and sword with a light moan.

Only then did Mitram bend his knees as if satisfied. It was to make eye contact with me who had fallen face down.

She uttered a sad tone with lips resembling Lia.

“Our destiny is at odds, Ian Perkus… But now it’s over.”

Mitram’s slender hands grabbed my hair. And Mitram, who forced me to raise my head, fixed my gaze somewhere with a savage hand.

There were already fallen and suppressed parties there.

“I-Ian… Kyaaak!”

“Lord, master? Hey you f*cking bitch! I can’t let go of my master right now… Ughh?!”

It was the saintess and Elsie seniors.

The two looked at me and screamed in concern, but it was already after the suppression was over.

He had no way to resist the hand that bent his arms behind his back and slammed his face on the ground. The physical strength of the test subjects was beyond expert.

Hearing the screams of the two, I immediately wanted to get up.

But all I could do was flounder my arms a little. Mitram did not stop even the slightest struggle.

It was just whistling and whistling.

“Thanks to you, I got some great material, Ian Perkus. The test subjects that are overpowering them right now are my best masterpieces… Knights, agents of the intelligence service, and excellent mercenaries.”

Mitram, who looked at each of the 10 or so subjects with affectionate eyes, soon smiled benevolently.

“… … However, compared to the work to be made with the materials obtained today, they are nothing but fireflies in front of the sun.”

“Will you be able to do what you want?”

At my provocation with a faint smile, Mitram burst into laughter as if he was having fun.

“If not, what would you do? Now, look into their eyes.”

Seria, Celine, and even the Saint and Elsie seniors.

All of my colleagues were looking angry and sad. Among them, there was a mixture of worries about me and fear of what might happen in the future.

Mitram’s persuasion continued.

“Everyone except you is accepting defeat. Now you quit too. In particular, you will leave your personality and live as a faithful servant of the Dark Church.”

With an immortal body that never dies.

I put on a wry smile at the words I added as if patronizing.

I couldn’t do it anymore.

There was only one tool left.

I stuttered and rummaged in my arms, but as soon as I found what I was looking for, I opened my mouth.

“… … Mitram.”

“Tell me, Ian Percus.”

I couldn’t help but burst into laughter at that leisurely answer.

“Suffer.”

Then, the hollow began to bleed.

It was a ‘dragon blood letter’.

I wanted to hide it from the party until the end, but I couldn’t help it anymore.

**

A bloody figure is engraved.

It was as if the world had been wounded. No one is moving, but the lines drawn by themselves form a single character.

All sorts of legends and myths lie dormant on the continent.

However, in all the stories, there was only one magic that exhibited this characteristic.

A bewildered voice escaped Elsie’s mouth.

“Dragon blood text… … .”

It is the symbol of the imperial family, and an arcane magic that only the closest aides to the emperor can receive.

If he was a noble, there was no way he wouldn’t know his identity.

It had been a long time since Celine and Seria’s eyes widened. The only ones who still maintained their composure were the saintess and Mitram.

Mitram, who was already aware of the existence of the dragon blood characters, threw himself hastily.

It was a risky decision.

As soon as he left the place, the dragon blood characters began to suck the mana around them. And not long after, a storm of fireworks swept through the clearing accompanied by an explosion of drinking.

With a bang, the flames exploded and burned the surroundings at random.

Among them, there was a shadow that staggered and raised itself.

It was Ian Percus.

As soon as he stood on the ground, he pulled out a small vial of medicine from his bosom.

Mitram was aware of the existence of dragon blood letters, but also of the fact that he could only use them once.

It was only now that his patience in using dragon blood characters was admirable.

However, I never imagined that I would take a questionable potion in the gap made by dragon blood characters.

Feeling ominous, Mitram let out a scream.

“Ian Percus! uh, what are you doing… … !”

Mitram’s subjects hurriedly approached Ian, but it was too late.

Ian tipped the vial and poured a couple of drops of the potion into his mouth.

Mitram stood up awkwardly with a tense expression on his face.

In Mitram’s mind, Ian was an elusive figure.

I didn’t know what the heck he was going to do, so I had to be careful with him.

Didn’t he even bring out his trumpet weapon, the dragon blood letter?

There was no way I would waste that precious opportunity thoughtlessly.

However, Ian’s actions were enough to stop Mitram’s thinking.

Ian just collapsed.

Mitram hesitated on the spot at such an unexpected result.

“… … ?”

It wasn’t just Mitram who had his doubts.

It was the same that the party who watched Ian with surprised eyes couldn’t guess the intention.

There was silence in the clearing in the forest for a while.

The silence was broken after a while.

He flinched, and Ian’s fingers twitched.

With a groan, the man’s body staggered to his feet.

He looked down at my hands with incomprehensible eyes.

And there was only a bewildered look in those eyes that looked around.

It’s as if his personality changed in a moment.

After scanning the surroundings for a while, his eyes stopped on Mitram.

The man, whose eyes were filled with questions, smiled wryly as soon as he saw Mitram.

“… … Mitram.”

He sighed and let out a deep breath.

and the next moment.

Kang, and his foot lightly stepped on the fallen sword.

The sword bounced off with the recoil and naturally landed in the man’s hand.

It was a feat that could not be seen without deep knowledge of swordsmanship as well as the sword itself.

The light was slowly returning to the man’s golden pupils.

Mitram and the others felt as if their breath stopped the moment they met those eyes.

strong.

Instinct was frantically ringing the alarm. There were few people who could show such a calm attitude ahead of a match.

It was possible only when supported by numerous practical experiences and absolute confidence in one’s abilities.

Mitram swallowed dry saliva and studied the man’s eyes carefully.

It was a look of intense fatigue. As if he had endured all the storms of time and war alone.

The man spat out a single word with his tired eyes closed.

“This is the first time I’ve killed one person twice.”

If you put your mind to it, it seems like you can do it.

There was not even a hint of emotion in the man’s voice.

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Just as the sun rises in the east and sets in the west, it was the attitude of reciting obvious facts.

Mitram dies today.

It was the man’s decision.