The bad ending of an Otome game MTL - Chapter (170)
Episode 170
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“Sir Laertes.”
It was dawn. Rather than a voice, it was more like a faint whisper, like a rat’s tail brushing against the stone floor, but Laertes immediately opened his eyes.
A man dressed as a Templar of the Guards put in a small basket as if pushing food through the door.
“Work?”
“We have a list of witnesses.”
“Good work.”
Laertes broke the piece of bread in the basket and took out the paper inside.
The Queen was monitoring the influential figures of the Knights of Glamis in the capital. However, I didn’t know what kind of people ‘powerful people’ usually get information through and send it out.
Even if the Knights of Glamis were disarmed, their former powers did not ‘completely’ disappear. It also had its own information network.
The Knights of Glamis were pragmatic from the beginning. No unnecessary pretentiousness was written. If necessary, a young girl selling flowers, and a young boy making a living as a pickpocket were also used as information networks.
Even if he was locked up in a cell in the dungeon, he wouldn’t have been able to completely stop it, much less to be locked up in a luxurious room in the royal palace.
Inside the paper was a sentence scrawled in rough handwriting.
‘I got it’
Even without words, everyone who could know whose sentence it was.
Laertes is the ‘Secondary Knight Commander’ of the Knights of Glamis. The Knights of Glamis have been disarmed, and Laertes Hope is the only one who holds his position while locked in a room, and no one would have thought of touching it.
Commander of the Knights, John Hubert.
He was the same person as Laertes’ master. A knight who is loyal only to the royal family and does not tolerate injustice.
As it was originally, no matter how dirty the royal family’s circumstances were, an old knight with a spirit who would say that if it was the king’s name, there was nothing he could do about it.
A tycoon who has been loved by everyone since the time of his deceased predecessor.
However, it had been a long time since he had been living alone, as if he had retreated on the excuse of being unwell, so neither the Queen nor the Archduke paid much attention to it. That was their mistake.
Laertes himself appealed to him for help. It’s unfair no matter what happens, the boy who had been suffering silently without saying a word grew up and the knight commander raised his heavy buttocks with just one request.
He was training a reserve battalion with the retired knights of the Knights of Glamis on his own estate.
It was not officially included in the available troops of the Knights of Glamis. There were not many numbers, and above all, it was close to what was considered the pastime of retired knights.
Of course, the biggest reason was to check the Guards Knights.
Only two knights prosper in the country. Excluding the army of the frontier and the standing army at the border, if any problem arises in the Knights of Glamis, there will be a large void in the army.
The Knights Guard were always stationed in the capital, and because of their close proximity to the royal family, it was too easy to gain power and hand.
Knowing this, he pretended to be a retired old man, laid everything on Laertes, a blue young man, and stepped back.
No one would have expected that it would be used like this now.
Laertes poured water on the paper to smear the letters, and then tore it to pieces.
“Master confirmed.”
It was time to prepare for a serious counterattack.
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There is an adage passed down among unbelievers.
God is inherently cruel
Condemn the wicked
Mocking the good
You mock the weak
If you want to be saved, you must stand up for yourself.
So the unbelievers tried to save themselves from the ‘end of the world’ they believed in.
By offering countless sacrifices, they tried to perform a ritual that could directly reach the ‘god’.
The goddess’ name was forgotten and her power was weak, so she could only exercise her power once, and finally, once.
The original ‘Elodi’ was a burnt offering made by the goddess. Die, die, die, and die again. And eventually, you will want the true ‘end’.
Even if it’s a half bowl, it’s a goddess’ bowl. The goddess wanted Elodie to move as she wished.
Death, the end, and resentment piled up and piled up, hoping to see the perfect end.
Ophelia Windrose in ‘Original’ hated the world.
Elodie Dianta of ‘Original’ cursed fate.
Elodie Dianta, who reached the end, prayed to the goddess.
I make a deal.
I just died, and died and died again, with nothing to gain. I’m going to die this time too. Give me one chance too.
I’m your bowl too. You’ve got to give them a chance to get out of this huge silver cage you’ve built.
Ophelia Windrose did not want it from the beginning and gave up, but she never asked me to see a doctor.
Give me a chance to change the world and change my destiny.
So the goddess decided to give Elodie a half chance. A half bowl with nothing.
What was given to Elodie was a ‘minus hand’. No matter what I grab, there will be nothing left of mine.
In the shadows of others, holding onto what belonged to others, and embracing what was destined for others, I will die. If you hold the half key and give up, that will be the perfect end.
In the dark and black abyss, Elodie remembered all of them completely this time.
Even if it’s only half, it’s a goddess’ vessel. The thoughts of the goddess whispered to her.
All, give up on everything. kill me Haven’t you tried hard enough? You can be comfortable now.
Elodie struggled to survive. From head to toe, it was like being trapped in a sticky black swamp.
How much time has passed? How much longer can you last? Don’t give up.
If you lose consciousness completely like this, chances are… … .
[Certainly, I find my rice bowl well and eat it.]
In the darkness, alone, I saw the figure of a noble woman as if it were a light. It was Ophelia.
Elodie felt a momentary relief in her breathing. The space that was like a tank filled with gooey black liquid changed little by little.
[It was an opportunity you got while crawling on the goddess’ toes like a worm.]
Now I was able to realize everything I had guessed. The birth of Ophelia Windrose was not what the goddess wanted. In any case, it was close to a disaster.
The goddess’s ‘true’ last vessel. So, Ophelia Windrose had too much power, even though the goddess didn’t want it.
Therefore, the goddess had little control over Ophelia herself.
The goddess, who is already half-extinct, has a hard time exerting a proper influence on the earth, and is grinding her teeth as she judges the end.
So Ophelia Windrose tried to make the world hate her.
so that there is no regret. So that no one around me can love me. gave such a fate.
Because it was a vessel that resembled a goddess too much, it was not destined to live long in the first place.
So, let your soul be scattered throughout the world. In order not to have self-esteem and not to interfere with the work of the Goddess by any chance.
Emilia Klee came to this world… … It was all because of Elodie.
The goddess tried to use Elodi’s death as a signal of a great disaster that would destroy this country and the world. It was a huge gamble, risking even my own extinction.
Even if it is a half vessel of the goddess, it is a vessel. The more death, lamentation, and screams are repeated, the greater the influence of the madness that the goddess will vomit.
Yes, the goddess definitely put a chance in Elodi’s hand.
I brought someone who doesn’t have to follow the ‘ordained fate’.
However, it had several loopholes. Emilia Klee was not Elodie, but the person who would stay by Ophelia’s side.
Ophelia Windrose had no regrets during that time.
Whether the world perished or not, or whether the mansion where I was staying, disappeared, there was no inspiration. It was exactly as the Goddess intended.
That noble Ophelia Windrose cannot be swayed by the key that has arrived as the share of the shadow that will take my place after I die.
In such an environment prone to feeling inferior, there’s no way Emilia Klee could befriend the arrogant Ophelia Windrose.
There is no way Ophelia Windrose would have any regrets or hopes for the world.
In the first place, the reason Elodie died in vain was because Ophelia died while cursing the world.
Elodie was only swept away by the influence of the goddess or Ophelia. At the end of the day, everything was the same.
Just as Elodie Dianta lost faith in love after repeating dozens or hundreds of deaths, the goddess believed in human despair.
The only thing Elodie asked for was once that could bring about ‘change’. It was a one-time opportunity not to be bound by fate.
[The goddess knew my temper well.]
Ophelia chuckled and snorted. As if purified from under Ophelia’s bare feet, the dark, bitter water spread out white.
[All this time, I was dirty, disrespectful, and like a beggar, but I just closed my eyes and lost it early. Come on, it wasn’t mine, it was yours. I was proud of myself, left it by my side and thought there was no way to change it.]
Even if it is an unequal transaction, a transaction is a transaction. The opportunity given by the Goddess is definitely an opportunity. Elodie Dianta prayed for my death.
If this chance fails, the goddess has everything. No more bridles, no more death, but the world ends.
Unbelievers have made countless sacrifices with the hope that the goddess will save only them, but in reality it was the opposite.
[Mr. Ophelia… … .]
Ophelia’s ankles were stained black. The always white, arrogant girl snorted.
[If you understand, turn it off. Don’t bring a face that isn’t pretty.]
Elodie Dianta, who was no longer a player, woke up.
That was the story before she woke up.
That Otome Game’s Bad End