Love Letter From The Future

4. Rynella’s fate is decided by Rynella (80)

Those who trust no one become lonely.

Unbelief was a kind of curse.

The more you don’t trust others, the stronger your self-confidence becomes.

A person who cannot have their back cannot lean on anyone. So I had to bear all the burdens of life alone.

Even if sometimes you can’t overcome the weight and break.

They don’t trust anyone in the end, and they die slowly like that.

That was ‘arrogance’, the first sin that Delphirem gave birth to.

Oman gave birth to the sign ‘suicide’.

It was a paradox that he killed himself because he only believed in himself.

Therefore, suicide was the loneliest death, but there were some people in the world who were in a more miserable situation.

People who can’t even trust themselves.

Their lives were rather hellish.

It meant that I didn’t even have the minimum certainty to lead a life.

The same goes for the girl who once thought of herself as ‘Ria Percus’.

She couldn’t believe anything anymore.

I didn’t even know who I was.

The starting line of nightmares has always been the same.

Hear it, and the feeling of the blade digging into his skin was transmitted.

It was a vivid touch that gave me goosebumps. Lia looked at the blood on her hands with trembling eyes.

It is a trace of a dirty sin.

The hand of the monster that killed her beloved brother.

“Oh, no… … .”

When she let out a mournful cry, she could see her golden pupils blurring.

It was the only string connecting first love and a girl, and it was a color that symbolized obstacles.

What is ‘blood relation’?

What cruel fate is this?

Thus, Leah’s sin became even clearer.

Because she was my first love and the woman who stabbed my brother to death.

“No, no, no… uh, lie… … .”

Reciting only negative words, Lia buried her face in her brother’s arms. I could still feel my pounding heartbeat and faint breathing.

It’s not too late.

Suddenly, it seemed as if a light was shining in the pitch-black darkness.

Lia held on to the thread of hope and raised her head.

But the nightmare was just the beginning.

A new landscape was revealed between the sights that collapsed in pure white.

It was the drawing room of the Percus mansion.

There was a woman with a distressed complexion.

Her complexion had faded over the past few days, but her beauty still shone.

She was a beauty with silver hair and pearly eyes.

In the world, she was a woman called a ‘saint’.

Her mouth, always reciting kind words, was tightly shut. The closed lips showed no sign of opening.

At first glance, it seemed that he was stubborn.

It is to respond with silence to the truth that you never want to admit.

Of course, it was futile resistance.

The eyes of the audience were on her, so the saintess couldn’t hold out for long either.

The saintess, who had been silently avoiding her gaze, finally opened her mouth.

A trembling voice leaked through the gap.

“… … The worst possibility cannot be ruled out.”

It was a euphemism, but the truth was clear.

A chilly silence fell in the drawing room.

Arthur, the administrator of the empire, put on his glasses in a cold sweat. Reynolds sighed with his arms crossed, and Viscount Percus lowered his head.

By the time she reached Madame Percus, she seemed to have lost her mind. Aaron, who was next to her, supported her and barely managed to hold on.

Surprisingly, the rest of the group said nothing.

Maybe it was because I couldn’t believe it.

Everyone tried to remain silent, so someone had to speak up.

It was Reynolds who took on the role.

“The worst possible possibility… … ?”

The saintess hesitated for a while, then let out a wet sigh.

Carefully, she added.

“… … It means that you may have to return to the arms of the Heavenly God.”

The reality that I checked again was too cruel.

Sighs and sighs leaked from everywhere.

Celine and Seria were lost, and Elsie was glaring at the saintess with teary eyes.

At least Leto and Yuren were the only ones who maintained their reason.

Leto, as always, asked directly.

“Which one is higher?”

The attention of the crowd focused on Leto.

Like it or not, he only asked with a somewhat urgent look.

“Survive or die… Which one is more likely, coolly.”

The saintess’ gaze fell once more.

It was an ominous omen for anyone to see.

The feeble-minded Mrs. Percus closed her eyes tightly.

In the end, the one who couldn’t stand the silence was the saintess.

A faint cry began to linger in the woman’s voice as she answered.

“… … After, the latter.”

“About how many?”

Leto’s eyes were even slightly ferocious.

It was an attitude as if it were a beast that had bitten its prey.

The man’s pupils had gone silent for a while.

It meant that no matter how much the saintess avoided answering, she would not let go. There was no way that the saintess who had dealt with all kinds of human groups would not know this.

A painful sigh escaped from the saintess’ mouth.

Finally, she covered her face with her delicate hands.

“Ah, it’s still in the early stages of treatment… We’ll have to wait and see, but at this rate, the odds are higher than that… … .”

“… … Do not be ridiculous.”

It was a stuttering, watery response.

But before he could finish his words, there was a girl who let out a growl.

It was Elsie Rainella.

The two clenched fists were twitching. I couldn’t even figure out how that much power came from those thin arms.

However, a drop of dew formed around the girl’s eye.

As if she could never admit it, she raised her voice and shouted.

“Ji, you’ve been living well all this time?! But now you might die?! you’re alive… You’re still breathing! You, the most beloved maiden of the heavenly gods!”

Every time she took a step and suffered, the saintess flinched and sobbed.

It was the first time the saintess shed tears in front of the party.

That’s why Elsie didn’t like the saintess even more.

As always, I thought it would be nice to confront her confidently and proudly.

You can save it, just wait and see.

However, the saintess couldn’t embellish herself with words that were nothing more than consolation.

Because life is so precious.

Steam passed through Elsie’s mind.

Stumbling, Elsie took another step.

An intense emotion flashed in her eyes.

“Save me… … .”

It was a desperate voice.

He vomited with faint sobs that burned in his throat.

“Sah, save me… You, you can do it… … .”

Elsie couldn’t take any more steps around that time.

It was because he fell to his knees and cried.

“I’ll do anything, anything… huh? Ooh, us! Please save our Ian. You can kill me! So, hehe, black… My, Jebaal… … .”

The spirit of the girl who was so angry was broken at once.

On the contrary, he was now ready to hold on to his ankles and beg.

Perhaps it was difficult to see his nephew’s tears, Reynolds sighed and closed his eyes.

The atmosphere became more depressing.

The one who broke the silence was the saintess.

“… … It’s me.”

Crying, the saintess raised herself up.

Those pale pink eyes glared at Elsie fiercely.

“You know you don’t want to save me?! All the numbers… I tried my best! However, it happened that I was attacked by the Demon God’s family… That’s why I didn’t sleep for three days and nights, just praying! If only that way Ian could survive!”

There was no answer from Elsie.

Only the despairing blue eyes were directed at the saintess.

The girl was biting her lip to keep from crying. Rather, without knowing the fact that it looks even more shabby.

It was a saintess who relied on anger to raise her body.

However, since the target to relieve her anger was like that, there was no way even the saintess could exert more strength.

Eventually, the saintess’ knees bent weakly.

With her feet on the ground, the saintess reproduced her weeping voice.

“Sah, if only I could survive… … .”

Anything can be done.

That was the saintess’ open heart.

At least, if the enemy Ian was facing wasn’t the Demon God’s family, the saintess would be able to save Ian’s life.

However, the power of the evil spirit negates the effect of the divine power.

It was the same with the power of the corpse giant.

Every time the blows accumulated on Ian, the power of the evil spirit was digging into him.

The result was this.

Ian’s life could only be left up to God.

The saintess began to pray while kneeling down.

“… … Lord, please.”

For now, that was the best.

The gloomy scenery made the atmosphere in the audience so heavy that it seemed as if they were suffocating.

Tok, tok, tok.

Read at readwn

Just like that, I hit the armrest of the chair several times and only the sound resonated.

The culprit behind the noise was Arthur, the imperial magistrate.

He moved his index finger with an uneasy expression on his face, then jumped up.

“I don’t have anything to say about this… However, Confucius Ian’s heroic bloody battle will remain and be recorded for a long time.”

“I am not dead yet.”

It was a brutal tone.

Startled, Arthur’s gaze turned to the owner of the voice. There were tawny eyes that burned with subtle anger.

Celine Haster.

Recalling the name, Arthur burst out laughing as if it had been a mistake.

“Of course, this is just a what-if story. There was a word from the swordsman to spare no support in order to save Confucius Ian. The Empire will treat him appropriately… There’s just one problem left, isn’t it?”

Celine’s brow furrowed slightly.

The Arthur I had seen so far was not a very believable person.

He was faithful and diligent in his duties, but he also had a petit bourgeois aspect.

And the reactions of the petit bourgeois who faced the responsibility they could not handle were generally consistent.

shift responsibility.

“There is still a monster created by the Dark Church here. And maybe… The person responsible for the death of Prince Ian.”

Several scenes passed through Celine’s mind.

It was Arthur who was overly obedient to Ian. He didn’t know if he knew the inside story of Ian’s dragon blood text.

And the case of the death of the owner of the dragon blood character was accompanied by enormous responsibility.

Even if the cause was entirely in the owner of the dragon blood letter, it was the same.

Because the imperial family was such a place.

However, if the scapegoat was captured, the story might be a little different.

Celine’s eyes were stained with contempt.

“… … Hopefully now.”

“My opinion is this. It was such an emergency situation that I had to wait, but… … .”

Before Celine could finish talking, Arthur brought up the main topic at an exquisite moment.

His hand pointed somewhere.

Leah suddenly noticed my presence.

A dark and secluded place, where I was trembling as I listened to the saintess’ words.

“… … Let’s hold that monster accountable. I have to pay the price for stabbing Prince Ian!”

At that one word, Leah stopped breathing and choked.