The bad ending of an Otome game MTL - Chapter (113)
Episode 113
“No, but if he wants to assassinate me, he would easily poison the table rather than make him fall off a horse and break his neck, right?”
“In the first place, if I could use that analogy…….”
Laertes sighed. It was a complicated eye.
“just joke.”
I shook my head. From the day Laertes confessed to me last time while giving me a knife-I don’t know if it could be called a simple confession, I’ve been trying to empty the burden in my heart.
In the end, it was my own problem that made me feel qualified while watching Laertes Hope. To put it that way, all of the Marquis of Windrose were my complexes. A lump of inferiority that occupies the biggest axis of my life.
I can’t forget it at all. can’t throw it away at all. Because I ran away without ever confessing to him in the first place.
Of course, it was still awkward. It felt like I was wearing clothes that I thought would never be my share for the rest of my life. I’m not used to it, so every time I look in the mirror, I suddenly realize that it was.
“Does the Knights of Glamis also move in the hunting contest?”
“Because it’s so large…… Some will be taken out.”
“It’s not completely moving.”
Laertes nodded.
“Don’t do anything dangerous, I will attend at any cost.”
“…… Why do you think I would do something dangerous?”
Instead of answering, Laertes looked at me slowly.
Of course, it wasn’t all about being stabbed. Coming to the Marquis of Windrose, I literally had my own time.
In the very beginning, I lay down for a while to try to please Ophelia, and in the end, I fought that this was not going to work, and then I repeated it. Have you been acting like that for two years? And even in those days, the mature boys were consistently among the marquis.
I lowered my head to the floor and mumbled.
“…… I don’t act like I did when I was a kid. No, in the first place, with what I was twisted for a few years back then… … .”
“I didn’t mean to say that.”
“…….”
Laughter mixed with Laertes’ voice. The man reached out and tucked my hair under my ear behind my ear.
“Emilia.”
It was a worried voice.
“You never look back if you have anything to do with Ophelia. That worries me.”
“…….”
Did it look that way?
“You don’t look back, you don’t hesitate, as if nothing and nothing matter to you.”
I think I’ve heard similar stories like this. Was it Casio? Was it Countess McGinty? If you only get involved in Ophelia’s affairs, you will change.
It’s bound to change. It’s Ophelia. Without him, I… … .
“Don’t do that.”
The man whispered earnestly.
“do not do that.”
I blinked my eyes. I felt a strange dizziness. A long time ago… … When I was a kid.
Ophelia was sick again. I was stuck in bed for a long time. When I told him the story of the newly discovered flower in the mountain behind, he was curious.
However, the flower was blooming in a cramped rock crevice that even a child could barely get through.
I barely managed to pick the flower, but after picking it, I stumbled out of the crevice of the rock and rolled over the floor once.
Even though the bruises left, it didn’t hurt that much. When I returned triumphantly picking flowers, how did Ophelia and Laertes look at me?
‘do not do that.’
Ophelia got mad at me that he was an idiot for what flowers matter.
Because of you, I was in more pain, and because of you, I was going to get tantrums. Then I argued with me again.
Laertes, Laertes…….
okay. I think he held my hand with a more painful face.
“Don’t treat yourself too lowly.”
The man put the back of my hand on my forehead. It was a gesture to the point of being desperate.
The tip of his lips rubbed like a mistake on the back of his hand. Despite the slight warmth, I flinched.
“…….”
The man closed his eyes for a moment and opened it as if he was putting up with something. The closed eyelids trembled.
“…… Come here.”
I quietly grabbed the man’s hand and climbed onto the back of the horse.
“Don’t be nervous, just relax.”
I rode my horse following the man’s lead.
I have knowledge about horse riding. Literally, only ‘knowledge’.
This is also why, when I ran into Laertes and Elodie by chance while running a coffee house, I yelled at the stupid coachman.
Then I remembered the eyes of the man who looked at me and was bewildered. Even the strangely unwillingness to keep Elodie close to me.
then…… I tried not to interpret it so strangely. Oh, it’s a start. Truly, a protagonist who will succeed him has appeared. I was drenched in such emotions and had no time to think about anything else.
“Sir Laertes.”
The man raised his head.
“…… I was reluctant to meet Elodie, right?”
He frowned.
“Is there any special reason?”
“…….”
The man was silent for a long time.
“…… you.”
Shoot, the wind blew. The man managed to open his mouth.
“…… Because I was afraid it would be like Ophelia.”
I opened my eyes wide.
“I was afraid that I might get entangled in other ways.”
“…….”
“If that’s the case, really…….”
The man hesitated.
“To you I…… I fear that it will be regarded as a remnant of those days when I was with Ophelia.”
I opened my eyes wide. It felt like someone hit me in the back.
It was the first time since the Countess McGinty said, ‘Ophelia is also lucky to have a girl as a friend’.
So, Laertes Hope is now.
“…… You were afraid that I would get caught up in Lady Elodie?”
that’s for sure
“…… It sounds like you were wary in advance because there was going to be a rival… … .”
Unbeknownst to me, a strange voice came out.
The man bowed his head. The tip of the earlobe covered by dark hair is bare.
“…… If you make a mistake, you are not rivals.”
There was a slight urgency mixed in the voice that seemed to explain.
It was disappointing, it was funny, and it was also cute. It was like a Doberman who turned away from its owner. Oh my god, the day comes when I think Laertes Hope is cute.
“…… At that time, even now, there were times when I thought that no one could get in between the two of them. Let alone…….”
The man curled his tail. I stared at him. The man flinched at my gaze.
“How much more?”
“…….”
“Why do you stop talking?”
“…… Emilia.”
“Am I afraid that someone else will take my side?”
“…….”
would it have been right? The man tried to avoid his gaze.
He was always a strong, unrecognizable man. Seeing the swaying purple eyes filled my stomach, a smile filled my stomach.
“…… Sir Laertes.”
In the end, my words were mixed with laughter.
“Are you jealous?”
Even situations that haven’t happened yet? The man’s shoulders shuddered. The man answered with a sigh.
“…… okay. To be precise, I was nervous.”
“Somehow, his attitude was so strange.”
Maybe it was because he was sticking next to Elodie… … Was it a mixture of the Marquis’s request and self-interest to keep him from getting to know me?
I stopped thinking for a moment in a situation I could not have imagined.
“…… You’ve never done something to Lady Elodie.”
“…….”
“It is very rare for Sir Laertes.”
Somehow, the last time we met, Elodie’s decisive refusal to see Laertis off was strange.
If a nobleman, the greatest knight in the kingdom, would do such a petty thing in the world… … .
“…… If you hadn’t done that, it wouldn’t have happened. If you don’t want to have your hair taken over when you die, I don’t want to make a better friend than him.”
“You are weak.”
“I hope.”
The man looked at me with a complicated face as I laughed.
“done. Because I didn’t mean to talk like that.”
The man grabs a handful of my black hair, which is ruffled by the wind, and puts it back together. As if missing something.
My chest tickled. It was like a chick pecking at the surface of the egg with its flick, flick, beak.
“I don’t care if I don’t be your first.”
“…….”
“If you use it, yes. I do not care. If it’s worth using to me, I don’t mind if I use it to the end. But, I hope you don’t sacrifice for anything other than yourself.”
The two people who looked at my young scarred palms and had eyes smaller than their own wounds. Laertes and Ophelia.
I didn’t consider my actions at the time a sacrifice. Because I am healthy and Ophelia is sick. After all, Ophelia was a place I couldn’t even think of. My whole body ached, but I was happy that the flowers didn’t get crushed.
Seeing Laertes who looked at me as if choking and Ophelia who was angry like fire, I was stunned. What is it? Why are you looking at me with those eyes?
He seemed to be able to understand his feelings a little bit now.
“Yes.”
If only I was in a position where I could live well without joining the Marquis. If Ophelia wasn’t sick. If only Laertes Hope hadn’t entered The Marquis.
Yes, everything must have been different from now. But it was better than not seeing each other.
“Okay.”
After hearing my answer, I looked at the man with a gentle smile as if he had everything in the world and thought.
At that time, I thought that I would take even the seed of that flower. Even if he couldn’t get rid of the wounds he had already made, he would have planted what he had brought into the garden and watched them sprout every year.
If so, I would have been able to compare that man’s smile with the color of the petals. That dim hope that remained only in my memory.
That Otome Game’s Bad End