Love Letter From The Future

615 – 7.5 The season is autumn (4)

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Rise and fall are the rules of the world.

The sun, the moon, and life were no exception. Just as the moon wanes when it is cold, the hours of the sun gradually begin to decrease as the hot summer passes.

So the season is now autumn.

The sunset must have been in full swing not too long ago, but the sun had long since set with the fallen leaves. The only lights illuminating the darkened room were lanterns and yawning magic lamps.

Looking back, it was a shabby household life.

I had been living as a lower-class nobleman. Of course, there was no room for extravagance or anything. Only now, I had a lot of gold coins, but I couldn’t even think of decorating my room as I was always in a hospital room.

Or maybe it would be more accurate to say that I was not motivated.

Isn’t that true?

It was ambiguous to suddenly change the familiar environment when the standard of living suddenly increased. Even more so if you are a person like me who always has incidents and accidents.

If I had time for that, I’d rather invest more in training.

It was a fair decision for me. I had never questioned that fact until now, but now I feel some regret.

I never thought a saint would visit my room.

No man wanted to look ugly in front of the woman he loved. I didn’t want to reveal a space where the sense of life was exposed like this.

Cheap whiskey full of old cupboards, and empty bottles scattered everywhere.

It was a sign of having spent the night in agony. After Celine and Seria broke up, it was the trajectory of my struggles to forget the thoughts that haunted me every night with alcohol.

Compared to the wine the saintess brought, it was a truly shabby scene.

Actually, my wife didn’t seem to have any complaints.

“It looks good.”

As he rested her chin, he casually threw out a word.

At first glance, this was not a positive sign. The way he slightly averted his gaze while pouting his lips seemed to be very angry.

Although it was lovely that he couldn’t erase the sign of worry.

I sipped the liquid from the glass in silence. Whether using good quality grapes, the unique sweet scent of grapes was excellent.

If there is a problem, one.

It’s just that the bitter scent that should follow from wine didn’t come up.

My brow furrowed on its own.

“…… Grape juice?”

The saintess snorted and filled her cup with wine. Unlike the drink in my glass, it was a drink that smelled like real alcohol.

The woman said to me sarcastically.

“What kind of alcohol is the patient? You should think about taking care of your body first.”

“No, as long as I receive treatment, I will get better…” ….”

“Is it like that because you received good treatment?”

I was at a loss for words, so I had no choice but to keep my mouth shut.

That’s my face.

I knew better than anyone else. When others see it, they will only see white bandages covering their whole body.

The joints and ligaments that scream every time you move, even the wounds that ooze blood if you try to overdo it even a little.

Even though he received full support from the imperial family, this was his limit.

To put it another way, it’s like putting broken pottery together with a bandage.

The reason was obvious.

It must mean that my body has reached its limit.

There are probably only two people in the entire continent who can completely fix this.

Saints and saints of the Holy Land.

The fact that my wife was one of them was undoubtedly a miracle.

In the end, an awkward smile formed on my lips.

“You can fix it.”

“Hmph, someone said they’d fix it.”

While doing so, the wife gently sticks out the tip of her tongue.

Her busty negligee, dim lighting, and sweet scent stir reason. Normally, she was alluring, but today my wife is even more attractive.

Shall I attack you like this?

Then I think you will listen to me calmly.

Her drunken saintess became bolder and more childish. Nevertheless, I, a patient and peace-loving person, decided to try talking first.

“I came here anyway… ….”

“Who is it?”

Shivering.

Even though I pretended not to be interested, I could clearly see that he kept looking at my wounds. There was little reason for the saintess, who was doing well in her kingdom, to return to her academy in a hurry.

No matter how dull I am, there’s no way I wouldn’t know that.

However, the saintess didn’t seem to have any excuses.

“I only visited the academy for work. An important item was due to arrive shortly.”

It was something I had heard somewhere before.

It’s an ‘important thing’ that will arrive at the academy.

The thought that came to me suddenly became a language and came up through my vocal chords.

“…… Hastur’s gold mine?”

“I guess you knew.”

The saintess’ voice subsided. With her more serious expression, I guessed she would bring up her heavy subject.

“Ian, this is a serious matter. Until now, not many people knew about this.”

“You mean the saintess too?”

“I didn’t even know. At least the pope and some cardinals were told. It hasn’t been long since I heard the details.”

I must have done that.

If I had known, the saintess would have told me the story long ago.

The status of a ‘saint’ is close to that of her face. Although her saintess emerged as a key figure in the political world of her kingdom by using her symbolism, there were many shortcomings in discussing her true peak of power.

It wasn’t until she became ‘she’s an adult’ that she would have access to all the secrets.

I tilted my glass alone with a bitter heart. Again, the sweet liquid brushes the tip of her tongue.

Why not alcohol?

My sighs were about to leak out.

“Celine is missing.”

“I know.”

Compassion rose to her voice as she vomited it out, and to her saintly countenance. My face, reflected in the glass, was distorted.

It hurts.

“Anyway, I don’t feel good. Even though she is conducting an extensive search, not even a nosebleed is found… Even the secrets of the Hastur family are being revealed as if they had put together.”

“It could be a coincidence, Ian. Leaders should always consider other possibilities.”

“Is it really a coincidence?”

A faint moan rises through the cracks in the crumpled tone.

I continued to speak with a troubled expression on my face.

“I’ve been looking too far ahead and running. I should have looked around a bit more, but when I noticed, both Seria and Celine were having a hard time.”

“Ian.”

“It’s my fault.”

It was an unexpected confession.

Is it because I was intoxicated with the atmosphere or because I met someone I missed after a long time.

I muttered like a criminal asking for forgiveness in front of a courtroom.

“If I had done better… ….”

“You did your best.”

“Not the best.”

“Nobody can do that.”

“I have to.”

Questions and answers come and go in an instant.

At the end, the saintess quietly raised her body. Her warm hands hold my two hands.

Soon, the woman’s pitiful gaze turned toward me.

The saintess was on her knees. Because in order to count my heart, I had to go to the lowest seat.

My tone got very tired.

“You are different from others. I know the future…….”

Before I knew it, my hand was repeating a slight trembling. If the saintess hadn’t touched my hand, I would have been trembling all the time.

I lost Celine.

This became a secret fear that weighed on my heart. I tried to pretend to be calm, but how could I?

What shall I say to Mrs. Hastur?

What about the Einsterns, who considered Celine like their daughter? What about my mother?

And to my dear friend Leto.

It was as if a chain was coiling around the heart and tightening it. It was painful and distressing, and he might have deliberately turned a blind eye to it because he thought it was a problem that could no longer be resolved.

There is no Celine.

It was a situation I had never considered, and I fell into a feeling of helplessness like a child.

It was a cowardly and weak heart that he could not reveal to anyone.

“Ian, you don’t have to do everything yourself.”

“But… ….”

“You’ve already saved a lot of people, look at me.”

Only then did I turn her gaze to the saintess. There, a breathtakingly beautiful woman was seated.

“Who do you see?”

“…… My wife.”

Pick, burst out laughing.

The saintess couldn’t help but think that the title made her feel good, so she smiled lightly. While fiddling with my hand.

“Originally, I was an orphan without a name. A girl who lived her life without knowing what she was doing, bragging about herself with a name tag called ‘saint’…….”

“It’s not your fault.”

“Then one day, a wonderful knight rescued me.”

Soon I was speechless.

I just stared at the light pink pupils in silence. It was the color of love that could not be hidden.

“He was a fool. Aren’t they spreading ridiculous idealism, aren’t they talking nonsense about saving the world? Even her relationships with women were complicated, so she was the worst.”

“No, that is… ….”

It was around the time I was slightly in tears at the sudden criticism.

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With a click, the woman’s index finger, which was wrapped around my hand, touches her lips. It was a sign.

The woman’s legs slowly stretched out, and the face came closer to the distance where her breaths blended, and her lips met.

Her warm, moist tongue digs into it. Flesh that mixes, covets each other, and enjoys dense sensuality.

A kiss tasted sweeter than wine

How long have you been like that?

A silvery thread hung from the tip of the woman’s tongue as she slowly moved away. Haa, haa, and the blatantly heated breath warms the face.

“Still, I can’t help but love you… Because you are the person who made me ‘me’, because the first feeling I had as ‘me’ was love for you.”

Then she climbed on top of me in a s*xy pose.

I can feel her rising body temperature. The hostile skin fueled the excitement. Moist heat was touching the groin where they were facing each other.

As she cradled me in her arms, she whispered a sweet voice in my ear.

“Is it really your fault, Ian? Do you regret making me this way?”

That can’t be.

I let out a light breath and silently hugged the woman’s delicate waist. So we were feeling each other’s warmth for a while.

The eyes of the two men and women meet. There was nothing left to distance between them who had already crossed the front line.

Just like that, the moment our lips started to get closer once again.

I suddenly had an idea, so I stopped the saintess.

An awkward smile formed on my lips in front of a woman with a questionable face.

“So, when are you planning to do the treatment?”

Then, the saintess put on a bewildered expression for a moment, then she gave a look of absurdity, then pouted her lips and made a stern face.

Her punishment for the careless man continued.

Pak, the palm of my hand tapping my chest.

That was the fatal blow.

I cried out and vomited up the blood, and blood began to seep into the bandage from the open wound. It was the moment when the bluff that had been pampered for so long was exposed.

Actually, my body was in an urgent state of treatment.

A lot of that too.

The eyes of the saintess, who did not know that my injury would be so serious, widened.

“Eh, Ian? Gwa, are you okay? aaagh! Uh, what should I do!”

And the saintess starts to make her cry while covering her mouth.

I chanted with tears in my eyes.

“Please hurry up and treat me… ….”

In the end, I had no choice but to receive treatment all day that night.

Considering that the time the saintess could stay at her academy was not long, she was a serious loss.