Love Letter From The Future

7. Jealousy is my strength (67)

“The one who inherits the blood of the dragon fulfills the long-cherished wish of the imperial family… Iris is obsessed with this prophecy whose truth is unclear. ‘Imperial family’s secret wish’? To put such a crazy plan into action… … .”

“His Highness Vilteon doesn’t seem to have any particular intention of fulfilling the imperial family’s longing.”

“Can I speak frankly?”

Tak, putting down the glass, Vilteon smiled.

“Iris’ dream is anachronistic. By mass-producing masters, you’re going to reduce variables as much as possible? It’s just a pretext. Kill thousands and tens of thousands of talented young people to become the true master of the continent… … .”

There was even a hint of anger in the man’s voice.

A sharp smile pokes at his calm face.

“The days of that bloody glory are over. The stage where mankind was fighting with each other has already passed… We still have a common enemy, the ‘beast’, but what are you going to achieve by staining the continent with blood again?”

that was the last

Tsk, he clicked his tongue and tilted the bottle again. Soon after, the glass is full, and the exciting way to drink is to drink it immediately.

He was a generous man in many ways.

“How much more so using that tool as my sister? Shien is still at an age where he needs to learn and realize more. So, I want you to take good care of Kyungi Shien:”

The man who finished speaking slowly stood up.

It was a signal to slowly break away. I had a lot of work to do anyway, so it was a welcome suggestion.

Even so, I feel a strange regret.

This must have been due to the fact that the meeting with Vilteon was surprisingly beneficial. It was a person I had only heard of by name, but I felt a lot of things when I had a short conversation.

Why does Princess Iris hate Vilteon?

And what kind of future does Vilteon dream of?

He was a man with the exact opposite direction of Princess Iris. As if some intelligent being had separated the two against each other.

However, there is one question that I have not yet been able to shake off.

“Then, would it be better for Her Highness Shien not to become a disciple of the Archwitch?”

It was pure curiosity.

Until now, I had only thought of making Shien a disciple of the Archwitch. That would be the case, isn’t it an opportunity to learn the vision of one of the only three masters on the continent.

As for me, I wanted to help Cien seize a good opportunity as much as possible.

But could it be poisonous?

Since I had never heard of this point of view, I wanted to hear more about Vilteon.

It didn’t take long for an answer to come.

While arranging his clothes, Vilteon’s hand hesitated for a moment, and then he sighed lightly.

“Ian Percus, you know what? Those born with dragon’s blood must choose one of two paths.”

Goodbye.

A hand swayed up and down on the man’s shoulder. His voice left a manly mark like a reverberation.

“Become a dragon, or become a human.”

Soon, blue eyes turned to me.

It was clear and clear. To the extent that I wondered if I might be looking into a clean lake.

“I want Shien to become a human… A dragon cannot be happy.”

The sound of footsteps continued without interruption.

how much time has passed

I was left alone in the garden that had lost its color. Like a bottle of wine with only a small amount of contents left, my eyes would be empty.

So I thought about it for a while.

Soon, I snatched the bottle left by Vilteon and poured it into the glass that was left for me. Pouring the last drop, the glass is half full.

I poured the drink into my mouth.

There were many issues to consider. so much

**

Time was like a natural disaster.

No matter how much you wish for it, time passes, and tragedy always arrives. The academy ahead of the storm was already stained with a gloomy atmosphere.

The Emperor hastily departs.

I haven’t been able to explain in detail yet for fear of confusion, but the academy plans to evacuate the students in the near future. I just haven’t been able to solve a few hurdles yet.

The vampire’s curse amplifies my feelings for me.

Love, jealousy, whatever was good. It was no different from pure material to strengthen the vampire’s spell. Naturally, the vampire did not have the chin to let go of such a good prey.

Obsession.

Perhaps that was the countermeasure prepared by the vampire.

“After all, most of the students refused to leave the academy. Apart from affection, how on earth does jealousy lead to obsession?”

Whoa, it was a question he threw while exhaling cigarette smoke.

The speaker was the archwitch, one of only three masters on the continent.

“You know Nandle? However, according to the investigation results of the intelligence department, the cursed students are suffering from a strange obsession. I’m going to dig up the truth of the heroic story.”

And the one who answers that question with a laugh is the swordsman.

Like the great witch, she was one of the three masters.

He finally threw off the girl’s body. The swordsmith, who had regained his body after a long time, had a profound sense of weight unlike when he was a girl.

Actually, it wouldn’t have changed that much.

The Archwitch shrugged her shoulders at the swordsman’s dejected tone.

“Heh, let’s do it… Emotional amplification itself is a kind of hypnotic technique. Planting a small hint in the process would be nothing. Thanks to you, I have one more problem to worry about.”

“Academy teachers have to protect their students.”

strong assertion.

Unlike the archwitch, who seemed to be nothing, the swordsman was very serious.

The blue eyes that illuminated the Archwitch gradually grew deeper.

“And I have to protect my ugly nephew… It means that there is almost no power to mobilize. Do you still have a chance at this, grandma?”

The answer didn’t come back for a while.

The Archwitch silently inhaled and exhaled the smoke.

Then, he let out a sly smile and asked back.

“… … If not?”

“I must plan for the future.”

“It’s such a well thought-out plan, but you couldn’t have considered the possibility of me escaping? And without me, the youngsters of the academy will fall prey to the Dark Church.”

“The ones who remain in the academy can be forced out.”

“So, you’re asking if the vampire couldn’t have considered that much of a possibility.”

Only then did the swordsman say that he was running out of things to say, and groaned.

Still unable to erase the dissatisfied complexion.

“The more people who evacuate, the bigger the gap. If you were a magician of the level of a vampire, of course you would have prepared for that. Or rather, you might be hoping for that… … .”

“But it’s better than a hopeless fight!”

Before I knew it, the swordsman’s tone had returned to the engineering college.

It’s probably the way she used to talk to the Archwitch from long ago. It would be difficult to break old habits all at once.

“The opponent is a monster who has borrowed the power of witchcraft! But one master who can’t even show his skills properly, one high expert? First of all, the number is absolutely insufficient. We must both save our lives… … !”

“The old swordsman.”

It was I, not the Archwitch, who cut off that piercing plea.

My voice, which broke the silence, was hard and heavy. As if to prove that my determination will not waver.

“The whereabouts of Celine and Seria are unknown. I will not run away from this battle.”

Yes.

There was nowhere left for me to escape.

Immediately after Celine was kidnapped, her whereabouts were unknown, and Seria also sucked Shien’s blood and disappeared. And aren’t they both incomparably precious to me?

Even if he died, he couldn’t take a step backwards.

The swordsman probably didn’t know my feelings either. That’s why you’re making a more frustrated expression.

I want to stop me, but I know that I can’t.

The Archwitch said “Whoa,” and chimed in at me while exhaling cigarette smoke.

“Yes, the guy who will leave anyway has a lot to say. Are you not in a position to abandon us?”

“No, that… Because there is a situation… … !”

The swordsman fiercely resisted the archwitch’s point. He wouldn’t have wanted to leave either, so it was a natural reaction.

That’s what stimulated the archwitch’s mischief even more.

“Tsk tsk, I’m sorry. sorry… Even if I can’t do it, it would be nice if there was one more person I could trust. At least one person who can find a place where the flow of magical power is unstable and destroy the base of the barrier.”

In the end, the swordsman shut his mouth at the great witch’s lamentation.

A point where the flow of magical power is unstable.

In order to feel this, a keen sense was essential. The vampire was an excellent magician who had lived for hundreds of years, and it was very difficult to notice the sophisticated magic.

To the extent that even I can’t recognize it and move on.

Talent like that was rare even in the Continental Intelligence Department. At least to the extent that the swordsmith couldn’t find a replacement right away.

The miracle happened just then.

“just… … .”

little voice.

Two hesitating syllables echoed through our room. The epicenter was the owner of this space lying on the bed.

The 5th Princess of the Empire, Shien.

Arguments erupted out of nowhere, but this was actually the hospital room where the princess was receiving intensive care. It was just that the three of us who came to visit the hospital started exchanging opinions by chance.

The result was this.

Shien had been sitting quietly on the bed, unable to join the conversation of high-ranking adults for a long time, becoming a mute who had eaten honey. She had been silent for a long time before breaking the silence.

It was reason enough to draw our attention.

The girl gulped and swallowed dry saliva as if nervous at the focused gaze. His slightly shrunken body felt sorry for him, but Shien proudly spoke in a determined voice.

“Well, at that level, I can do it too! My eyes are special!”

However, it was because it was so sudden.

The three of us’ eyes crossed in midair. All of them were blinding eyes.

A storm was approaching. from far away, or right in front of you.

The raid began the very next day.

**

The basement is so deep that day and night cannot be distinguished.

Celine managed to open her heavy eyelids.

“hi.”

Even knowing that there is always only one landscape that awaits her.

A smiling woman was sitting in front of him.

Dark hair, red eyes.

A woman with breathtakingly attractive beauty.

Celine used to call this person like this.

called ‘the devil’.