The bad ending of an Otome game MTL - Chapter (106)
Episode 106
Boom, I swallowed my breath at the unexpectedly thrown words. The man’s purple eyes twinkled brightly in the sight that began to darken.
“okay…….”
I hesitated and passed the answer.
“What about Emilia?”
“…….”
I could hardly answer. Damn, I’d rather have a Casio Brahmanduff. ‘Why do I have to want to see a nigga like you? Are you so confident on your face?’ It would have been nice if I could pass it on in words like that.
Where in the world did Laertes Hope learn the fastball?
“…… Since you are doing dangerous work, I am always worried about your health.”
It wasn’t a lie. Laertes Hope is a very strong knight with few people to deal with in this country, but he was often called up for more dangerous things.
Despite my reckless reply, the man smiled as if he had received something sweet as a prize. Rather, the smile made me even more stunned.
I wondered why the man’s eyes were tenacious, but today, when I noticed that my eyes were on the amethyst necklace that I unconsciously hung on, I felt ashamed for nothing.
“…… It’s okay, and it’s good to match everything.”
“okay.”
“It doesn’t mean much, but…….”
“Good to see.”
“…….”
I shut my mouth again.
Laertes very carefully touched my earlobe. It was the one who came out wearing pearl earrings.
“Next time, it would be good to present other things as well.”
Maybe it’s not that I don’t like wearing only one necklace or anything like that.
Casio Brahmanduff of the world didn’t even hand over a few set items. I tried to ignore the anxiety that was slowly starting to fill up.
The satisfaction that filled the boyish man’s face was unbelievable. This is Laertes Hope, who was famous for being a boy without a bath.
I wasn’t the only one who lost her bathing in seeing the piles of items piled up in the Marquis. Laertes Hope did the same. It was enough to have one or two swords or comfortable clothes that would be helpful for training.
Whether it’s a stylus fountain pen, or any book that boys of my age are a fan of, he seldom coveted anything.
He made timely gifts to others—almost limited to the Marquis—but that was all.
“…… We’ll talk about that gift later. You didn’t come all the way here to say that, did you?”
“okay. I have something to give you.”
The man pulled something out of his arms. It was a box the size of an adult man’s palm.
Unlike the last time I received it, a hard black box with no decorations.
I opened the lid. I saw something heavy wrapped in cloth. As he unwrapped the cloth, he saw a silver stick three knuckles long.
Laertes skillfully spread it out. It was a folding knife with the blade hidden inside the handle.
It was pure white, and the craftsmanship of the handle part was gorgeous. Once the blades were inserted, it looked like just an ordinary ornament.
If it was worn on a fan or something, no one would have guessed its purpose. It was that small.
“It’s a gift.”
The man took out the blade and placed the part of the knife handle in the palm of my hand and made me hold it. I wrapped my hand over my hand.
“If something happens, run away first. It’s foolish to fight straight-forward with a grown man with a sword. I admit your guts, but there are far more times in the world that just doesn’t solve it. Right now, even me alone, I am not giving orders to fight blindly against enemies with a difference of several times the force.”
So, this is supposed to be an emergency measure.
“The day is very sharp. Don’t show it off in front of others. If you ever end up using it, that in itself is the worst.”
The man’s eyes were very serious.
“It is used for cutting rather than stabbing. If you stab it, aim at the belly or thigh, and stir it before pulling it out.”
“Anyway…….”
I don’t know why I remembered that word then.
“What if I ever have to turn Sir Laertes into an enemy?”
The man was silent for a moment. The hand that was holding my hand loosened. The man raised my hand holding the knife and made it point at the nape of my neck. A thin, sharp blade was right in front of the man’s throat.
I took my left finger without a knife and let the man place it under my chin. I could feel a faint pulse under my skin, just below my lower jaw.
“This is the carotid artery.”
the man asserted Without any hesitation, calmly.
“Do not hesitate to stab at once. No one can fight back against you.”
If you become my enemy, cut it without looking back.
I was momentarily at a loss for words at the resolve that permeated those words.
I originally expected a slightly different answer. ‘I will never be your enemy.’, ‘I will protect you no matter what.’ Those are some clichéd words.
But Laertes Hope put a sharp knife in my hand and confirmed the vital point.
“…… You don’t dry it, do you?”
“If you have no choice but to turn me into an enemy, it would be better for you to be safe by doing that.”
“Why, so…….”
It was to the point that I was stunned by that determination. It wasn’t a word that meant much in the first place.
After all, the Marquis of Windrose is the root from which I grew up. Despite denying, turning away, and running away, it was clear that a part of my life was forever buried there.
It was not easy to imagine how the Marquis Windrose and I became enemies, or I became enemies with a man named Laertes Hope.
The man laughed very faintly. Like a candle just before it goes out, a very faint hopeful smile.
“I know best what people say to me.”
Kingdom hope. best article. A genius who has held a sword since he was very young.
“How insignificant that false name is.”
“…….”
“When you’re gone, I’ll even say that if that’s what you wanted… … There were times when I thought it was impossible.”
The tip of the knife felt like it was going to tremble, so I tried to lower my hand. But the man raised his hand and wrapped it around my hand. His hand was warm, and it made me feel weirder.
“There was a time when I thought it was inevitable for Lady Elodie to join the Marquis, and for the Marquis to see her as a daughter.”
All those words were in the past tense. The man’s purple eyes shone faintly like the stars of a destroyed world.
“Emilia.”
“…….”
“Anything, do what you want. Don’t forgive me, even if it’s me, who stands in the way.”
Their lips parted, but no words came out.
The weight of those words was so heavy, my heart raced.
“Why?”
I could barely whisper. Why. why.
“Why are you doing this to me?”
I was able to stay calm in front of people who tried to take advantage of me. I could laugh in front of people who sympathize with me.
However, no one ever gave me unconditionally feelings that I could not repay. I thought it was worth it. ‘Cause I didn’t have anything
“I feel guilty…… do you eat Still, because we grew up in the same mansion, because of that friendship… … .”
I knew instinctively that it wasn’t, even as I spit out the words in a haphazard way.
The Marquis was a weakness for both me and Laertes Hope. I found it difficult to even see her right in front of me, and Laertes was her faithful son.
In addition to that, there are his faithful knights, and his subordinates who have lived and died together.
Putting all that aside… … will you die for me? Abandoning all the things he has accomplished, the people he is responsible for, and all the people who will be his family?
“Emilia.”
It’s too much to feel guilty about. Responsibility is absurd.
The man laughed. A smile as if the world’s bitterest herbs were pickled in the sweetest honey. It was an odd smile.
It was unreasonably refreshing, and it seemed to be more frustrating than anything else in the world.
I thought he was a friendly man. I thought he was an unknown person.
Come to think of it now… … Maybe I didn’t want to read it forever.
Like a child who is afraid to come up with an answer and turns his head not to look for the answer sheet after solving a problem for the rest of his life.
“I…… A long time ago, there was a time when I regretted whether the correct answer was to throw away all the logic and logic of reality and just hold your hand.”
I made a stupid face.
“Even though I know it’s stupid. Even though you know it’s going to hurt you. There were times when I just thought that maybe it should have been like that.”
Although the man’s voice was calm, it was infinitely heavy. It was like hot molten iron.
“…… I don’t care if you want to run away even to the end of the world. Until there… … Because I thought it would be better to defend it so that it doesn’t fall short of any danger.”
As the man let go of my hand, a knife warmed to body temperature gleamed in the palm of my hand.
It was as if a sharp blade had cut through my heart. Even though there was no pain, my emotions were churning like blood gushing out.
“It was my arrogance.”
It was a very quiet confession.
The man’s bitter smile was like the red, dead seawater. The sea that kills and kills the boiling emotions, so that no living thing can touch it.
“Emilia.”
It always felt weird for a man to call my name. Except for Ophelia, the only person who called me ‘Lea’.
“I don’t think it’s difficult. Think of me as the knife in your hand. A weapon that can stab anything you want, and can be easily concealed at any time. You can throw it away if you want, and break it when the blade falls out.”
“…….”
“If I can help you anywhere, anytime, that’s enough for me.”
That Otome Game’s Bad End