The bad ending of an Otome game MTL - Chapter (19)

Episode 19

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‘Lady Ophelia.’
It was a garden in the middle of the day. It was too large to be called a simple garden.
Fountains, statues, and grass at your feet. Well-groomed bushes and flowers blooming between them. A well-manicured garden that won’t hurt even if you walk barefoot.
Of course. It is the place where the only daughter of the marquis, who is not in good health, spends the most time.
There was a bench next to a small fountain that spouted water.
Among them, Ophelia, who sat alone, looked more like a goddess than a human being.
The goddess in the founding tale liked to be loved and admired by people, but she was more capricious than anyone else.
The first king who received her blessing succeeded in establishing the country splendidly, but in his later years, he longed for the goddess’s love and died of madness.
Casio Brahmanduff gladly knelt before the girl.
When Ophelia turned around, long silver hair waving in the sun. Green eyes that were as thick as moss on a stone and transparent like new shoots captured the opponent.
With a little awe, he mumbled again.
‘Lady Ophelia.’
‘Are you here?’
Long silver hair untied. A white lace dress that covers the calves and a pale yellow shawl that covers the arms.
Although she was dressed too modestly to greet guests, she was beautiful enough for that alone.
Conversation was indifferent. No, it was not enough to say that he was indifferent. He spoke with his own hand, but he sounded rather displeased.
But Casio Brahmanduff laughed happily.
‘Who is calling, of course.’
The girl laughed. It was a terribly disapproving smile.
If Emilia had seen it, it was probably the smile she would have advised in such a way that, ‘Ophelia, it’s better not to laugh, and if you laugh too outright and disapprovingly, it’s easy for your partner to argue.’
Of course, this girl knew how to deal with such Emilia. As he lifted his fingers with a bland smile, he said, ‘Aren’t I pretty when I smile like that?’ Stop asking.
Then she will answer ‘No’ without thinking. The girl will be able to pass the situation skillfully, asking if that’s enough.
Casio’s mood worsened for a moment at the expected situation even if he didn’t see it.
Why did he have to think of the poor girl with ‘Ophelia’ in front of him?
‘I have a favor for you.’
‘Anything. If the Lady wants it.’
‘Don’t say nonsense. If you want me to cut off your father’s head, become a governor, plan a rebellion, and make me the queen of this country, can you do it?’
‘It’s not something you can’t do if you give yourself enough time.’
‘On a subject that is not serious.’
Green eyes smiled contemptuously.
Casio Brahmanduff put his hand on my left chest as if he was sad.
‘Always, always, my heart towards Lady Ophelia is sincere.’
‘therefore? Where, long after I die, when life gets boring, have a sip, put the queen’s storage on my coffin, and do a play about who the real queen is? I don’t want it, so fuck it.’
‘After all, Lady Ophelia. Great jewelery deserves great workmanship. Shouldn’t I be closer to a more educated lady than to my ignorant friend like a nameless flower?’
‘Oh?’
‘Well, if Lady Ophelia finally realized his worthlessness and decided not to keep him by his side, then there can be nothing more pleasing to me than that. Oh, there are still advantages. Like a firefly by the sun, she looks empty without the accessories to enhance Lady Ophelia’s beauty because he’s not there.’
‘Oh my gosh, there’s another idiot here who thinks that everything that glitters is gold.’
‘Lady Ophelia?’
‘Actually, it’s not a request, it’s more of a command. If you listen carefully to me, well, when everything is over, I’ll let you get down on your knees in front of my tombstone and kiss me.’
‘Whatever it is, it is an honor, Ophelia.’
‘To be honest, I hate you. You’re the only one who can use it to write something like this. … . No, no. I used up all my clothes to meet Emilia.’
Casio Brahmanduff stared at Ophelia, who was muttering alone in front of him.
There was only one girl who was cold and cold like a tiger to everyone, and she became as gentle as a kitten with her claws hidden only in front of Emilia, a girl of the same age.
Casio Brahmanduff was terrified of that.
If it was Ophelia, she would be so beautiful that even she could be captivated at a glance, and she would not be destroyed even if she embraced tragedy.
But such Ophelia hated everyone.
despised No, I rather liked that. Those who give their hearts to others so easily are either very wise or very foolish.
Either he had a heart big enough to give away, or he collapsed while collecting the hearts that he didn’t even know how to get back.
In that sense, the girl who deserves to be loved just because she is more beautiful and elegant than anyone else.
Yes, even to despise Casio himself. Edmund is stupid and annoying. Looking at Laertes indifferently.
Everything was cheap. She was an ore of thousands of carats of diamonds that could be mined once in thousands of years.
In order to adorn her like that, it had to be something noble enough not to bow down to her.
However, her opponent, who softened like sugar on a fire, was a young aristocrat who had fallen into the marquis world as a youngster of the same age.
Casio Brahmanduff raised his eyebrows, unconsciously recalling Emilia’s swear words at him with an indifferent face.
He annoyed her. Extremely.
It was as foreign as cheap brass that adorned the side of thousands of carat diamonds.
It was only natural that Ophelia didn’t love anyone. The way Ophelia is being kind to Emilia, the way Emilia wraps herself up in front of me as if she knows Ophelia better than anyone else.
His upright attitude as if he and Edmund’s harsh words didn’t hurt at all was unbearably annoying.
Like parts of a well-fitted puzzle piece broke and displaced.
Ophelia looked down at the face of the man who had failed to manage his expression without realizing it.
Casio hurriedly straightened my face. It was such a mistake, it shouldn’t have happened.
Casio hid his nervousness and smiled skillfully. Shiny blonde hair, elegant gray eyes. A beautiful face that will appeal to any lady.
‘Lady Ophelia?’
‘I hate you.’
Casio Brahmanduff was not surprised.
Contrary to how she looked, Ophelia had a very, very, very, very walkable mouth. Is it because I live a life of being locked up in the house all day?
He read cheaply painted books roaming the streets without hesitation, and knew how to write abusive language that could be used as a rookie.
There must have been many times when he refrained from speaking because of his position or the prestige of his guests.
Besides, she expressed her own feelings without adding or subtracting.
Laertes was the only one who treated her like a human being.
To her, Casio or Edmund was like a dead mouse carcass that she stepped on when she woke up and stepped barefoot under the bed to find slippers.
In fact, Casio Brahmanduff was so much more of Ophelia.
His appearance, his social relationships, his abilities and information, his family and his position. No one treated him like that.
Even those who hated him or hated him, deeply envy or fear him.
It was only Ophelia, who was dazzlingly beautiful, who said that they couldn’t stand the fact that he hated the existence of him.
I’ve heard a lot of dislikes.
But today, the tone of the words was a little different.
‘But what? It’s all about living Would you like to live your life doing what you want to do? In my mind, everyone wants me to die and the coffin tombstone should not even come close.’
Ophelia laughed.
It was an ambiguous and cloudy smile like a paper flower soaked in water. It wasn’t like she was always honest.
‘I don’t live long, you know.’
‘Lady Ophelia.’
‘Shut up.’
Casio Brahmanduff was silent.
‘So I decided to prepare for the future. Huh, true. Isn’t that really funny? How could I say such a thing?’
Ophelia smirked.
‘Originally, my dream is to have a peaceful funeral and whatnot. I was going to turn this damn mansion and all of you into a sea of ​​fire with my corpse. I thought that it would be broken in one place and everyone would suffer like a half-beast. I’m going to die, and the world is going to die or not, or people go crazy. After all, every year, flowers bloom and wither, and people die, so I thought what did it have to do with me.’
Rather than a human being, the girl as beautiful as a doll said without a smile.
‘I decided to believe in hope too. It won’t be mine, though.’
‘Lady Ophelia.’
‘It’s really strange. I thought I wouldn’t believe in such a stupid feeling for the rest of my life. After all, God is not on my side, and all those who say they love me are idiots with stuffed cotton in their heads. Sometimes, just living and breathing made me suffocate. You think about the future after you die, and you’re secretly dating a guy like you who hates death, Emilia.’
‘Emilia ‘secretly’?’
‘okay. You can’t tell the boy you met today. Don’t tell him what I’m going to say today. Why?
‘May I ask why?’
‘The most precious secret is the one that is revealed last. Usually it is.’
Ophelia was always out of control, but that day was even more.

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