Love Letter From The Future

5. Bread and Dagger (91)

I couldn’t believe what the Marquis would have answered.

So Delphine’s lips seemed to dry up. In her chest, several words to blame the Marquis came to mind, but she did not spit out those words of accusation in the end.

The reason was simple.

It was a despair that Delphine had never experienced before.

Who could understand the Marquis’ despair?

Only the marquis himself could fathom that feeling.

It was a situation that had never been considered before, but first love changes a woman.

More compassionate and flexible.

In addition, I would inadvertently engrave each word of the man I loved into my heart.

This too was part of that change.

And this was the turning point in the fate of so many people.

“So I joined hands with the devil. Thanks to their help, my skills started to improve day by day. And after a few years, I eventually ascended the throne of Yurdina as I had hoped.”

“So you were happy? By holding hands with the devil?”

“no.”

At Delphine’s spitting question, the Marquis shook his head with a dejected expression.

“I was a useful ally to the Dark Church. One day, I realized how many of my servants died because of my mistake while climbing the gaju. Following the instructions of the Dark Church, I am different from my older brother or sister, who separates between humans and elves and sacrifices northerners?”

“So did you kick Seria’s mother out?”

“Hmm, that’s quite right… No, in fact, it was a miracle that I had not been caught yet.”

Marquis Yurdina looked down with a bitter smile.

It was a sign of resignation.

“Yes, you are right. Ceria… The poor child’s mother is a vampire blood relative. You are inheriting the blood of the monster sealed in the Great Forest.”

The words were as expected, but Delphine couldn’t control her trembling shoulders the moment she heard the confession.

Seria Yurdina.

It was her half-brother. At one time, she was regarded as a rival and even bullied, but Seria was Delphine’s younger sister.

But that child is inheriting the blood of the continent’s most famous monster?

I couldn’t even imagine what kind of storm would blow if this fact was known. Seeing Delphine’s miserable expression, the Marquis muttered in a more weak tone.

“Don’t tell that child.”

“Is this a problem that can be solved only by hiding it from Seria? One of the 5 noble families of the Empire has colluded with the Dark Cult! Everyone in the world will know!”

“I just have to carry everything.”

And the Marquis grabbed Delphine’s pointed blade.

Delphine tried to step back with the flagship, but the Marquis’ grip was formidable. Even though his skin was torn and blood was flowing, the Marquis did not loosen his grip on the blade.

“It is a life in which I have not been responsible for anything in my life. In the hope that you would not go through the same pain as me, my children only feared you. But, like a twist of fate, Seria was born… Isn’t that child innocent?”

The woman’s eyebrows narrowed as she tried to pull out the blade.

It was as it was said.

If the fact that the Yurdina family cooperated with the Dark Church was known, it was impossible to imagine how far the aftermath would go. It was no wonder that the imperial family tried to destroy the Yurdina family.

But there are still holes left to run through.

“Cut me.”

At this spot, I hit the head of Marquis Yurdina.

It is to cut out the traitor to humanity with Yurdina’s hand. That’s Yurdina’s future, and Yurdina’s past.

Of course, it was not a simple matter.

The relationship between father and daughter was heavenly. Even Delphine didn’t have the chin to want to break this.

children beat their parents

Could there be a crueler fate than this?

Delphine’s hand holding the sword trembled. Eyelashes twitched with the trembling of closed eyelids.

In the meantime, Marquis Yurdina’s persuasion continued.

“So please keep the story about Seria a secret. Delphine… my daughter This is my last request as a father.”

What Delphine had to do was simple.

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Just like this, I raised my sword and cut Marquis Yurdina’s head. Then there would be an indelible scar in Delphine’s heart, but the Yurdina family was able to survive.

You don’t even need to weigh it on a scale.

Because Delphine herself knew better than anyone else whether personal or family prosperity had priority.

So Delphine bit her lip.

The worry didn’t last long.

Because she was Delphine Yurdina.

The blade, shining in the moonlight, was raised high, and a scream erupted from the old man’s mouth.

“Kuuk!”

The old man’s body tumbled across the ground. The sword that Delphine raised was just stuck in the empty ground.

Rather, it was the woman’s kicking that struck the old man’s stomach.

Delphine gritted her teeth and said.

“… … Let’s be cowards.”

The brief accusation required no further explanation.

The daughter said with the father in front of him who was trembling as if he was out of breath.

“Don’t try to take the easiest path by saying you will take responsibility. Do you know how many lives were sacrificed because of your choice?”

“There are many lives to live by my sacrifice.”

While panting, the old man’s words did not contain even the slightest bit of lies.

Although his strength was drained, his eyes were vivid. It was to the point where I wondered where that much energy was left in his decrepit body.

Delphine met those blazing bloody eyes in silence.

Maybe that was the right choice.

A day could come when Delphine would have her father’s blood on her hands.

But not now.

Delphine quietly kept the sword in its scabbard. Then, the voice of the exhausted old man shouted.

“Delphine, it will be difficult, but you have to make a decision. If you are the owner of Yurdina, you should… … !”

“Shut up.”

At the same time, the Marquis had no choice but to keep his mouth shut at those cold eyes directed at him.

No, can this be called cold?

It was a pupil that shook violently, and a moisture that could not be hidden.

There was no father who did not become a sinner in front of his daughter’s tears.

The Marquis’ head dropped.

“Then, was your father’s choice like Yurdina? And again… … .”

Delphine pondered for a moment, then smiled softly.

It was a life I had lived through until now.

It wouldn’t be rude to play a prank that might be the last.

“You should see your son-in-law’s face.”

Then Marquis Yurdina put on a dazed expression.

It didn’t take long for a faint laugh to escape from his mouth.

“Heh heh heh… Are you serious? Yurdina’s next head of household?”

“Who said you were my husband?”

A smirk, the woman said with an alluring line.

“He might be the husband of both sisters.”

After those words, Delphine moved on.

with a lighter step.

In fact, there were several reasons why the marquis was not beheaded.

There was still a significant lack of information about the power of the Dark Church. In addition, he did not know how many clans of the Dark Church were planted in the family, and he lacked the means to prove that only the Marquis was a collaborator of the Dark Church.

More than anything, Ian would want to talk to the Marquis more.

The world Delphine had seen and experienced was still lacking. The man who told me this was right next to me. There was a man right next to him who would fill that lack of knowledge, but there was no reason to refuse.

However, Delphine’s last words seemed very shocking.

There was a thud, and a knocking sound came from behind.

It was the dying horse of the marquis who collapsed from enduring high blood pressure.

**

While unconscious, fragments of all kinds of memories stabbed through my brain.

Emotions overflowed from past wounds like bleeding.

regret, despair, resentment.

Then, a light burn passed in front of my eyes.

“I have no regrets… senior.”

A heartfelt smile, a hand that fell to the ground without caressing his cheek.

Only bloodstains remain on the face.

“I was so happy. The past few months have been like a dream… … ”

“stop.”

Crying, the man pleaded.

“stop.”

And I woke up panting.

The sound of gasping for breath is harsh. I shuddered as if I was getting sick of it, then I felt someone’s presence.

It was right next to me.

Perhaps it was one of the women who was taking care of me.

Perhaps because he was so dreamy, he couldn’t guess the exact identity of the other person. So I ran my face in dismay and spat out words of apology.

“Sorry, I had a nightmare… … .”

“Heh heh, what a nightmare.”

“Yeah, so I was a little surprised… … .”

My lips, which naturally continued the question and answer, were locked.

It’s not different, it’s because the voice that reaches my ears was so foreign.

My questioning eyes turned to the side, and we met there.

The eyes of an old man who are deep and deep, whose end is unknown.

“Keep going. It’s very interesting, it’s been a while since I’ve heard rude words… ha ha ha.”

He was the swordsmith of the empire.

Goosebumps ran down my back.