The bad ending of an Otome game MTL - Chapter (232)
Episode 232
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Elodie was in the Black Chief. It was not difficult for her to remember that she was unconscious. There was an explosion… … fell down Elodie clenched her teeth.
[It’s really over soon.]
Ophelia’s face, which had always been like a shining white statue, was not as usual. Overall, the very existence itself was dead.
I knew instinctively. The current situation is very dangerous. As if there was noise, Ophelia’s shape appeared to be covered with black specks.
[I have to get up.]
[know.]
[How, what should I do?]
Elodie barely suppressed herself as she was about to cry. He couldn’t know the whole situation outside, but he had a guess.
Perhaps it is because Elodi is half the vessel of the goddess, and has a slightly similar power to Ophelia.
I felt the presence of a goddess. Big, scary… … . It’s dark and humid, as if your whole body would harden just by getting close.
In the end, it’s over. The ceremony has begun.
[There is no answer, is there? I’ve come this far, I’ve come this far… … .]
It was so disappointing.
In the end, the existence of that Goddess is caught on a leash, so this is how it ends?
Everyone joined forces. I hid myself and did everything I could. risked his life
And yet, does it end in vain like this?
Ophelia looked down at Elodie, who was swallowing tears, with a curious face.
[Do you know what the sacrifices made to the goddess have in common?]
[Yes?]
[It was an involuntary human sacrifice. They say that they feed the goddess, but unbelievers like assholes will never sacrifice themselves.]
[Yeah, that’s natural. But why…….]
[I really hated the goddess.]
Ophelia neither laughed nor cried.
[Neither the goddess nor I thought that I would be able to give Emilia affection. That kid was the key to you. It was a keyword for the new world in which everyone but me will live. Where is that?]
Elodie blinked.
[But because he said he would die for me.]
The vessel of the goddess, who should have become a part of the goddess and melted away without my own will, spoke calmly.
[Anyway, I have something I want to protect in this dog-like world.]
Elodie was speechless without realizing it.
Perhaps, at this moment, the object that Ophelia misses the most was not Elodie.
However, at this moment, the reason that he and Elodie are face to face is because the soul resonates because of the traces of the goddess’ ‘vessel’ that they shared.
[Goddess had to pay you a price. In any case, it’s because you’ve had an unfortunate end in the meantime. No matter how slim or absurd the odds are, at least one possibility of a happy ending should be left open. It didn’t matter because I just died with nothing to hope for or do.]
happy ending.
[Tell Emilia.]
Ophelia’s toes collapsed.
[I’ve always been ‘here’. Do not forget the essence.]
Elodie nodded.
At that moment, there was the sound of something breaking.
As if the corner of the world is collapsing, a foreign and sharp sound.
Like the sound of fate changing.
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The queen reluctantly grinded it.
I had an ominous feeling. The sound of an explosion from a distance further fueled the anxiety.
The sound of swords clashing could be heard from all directions.
I felt betrayed by the world.
Without hesitation, she went to her palace. It was then.
“His Majesty the Queen.”
“Where did you go? Now, stick your head in!”
she groaned. An old woman with a bad face approached the queen and bowed her head. There was no time to worry about the condition of the old woman with a cloudy face like a dark cloud.
“I have to pay the ceremony or something right now. Alogia, it must have come to block my way. Before the prince is harmed… … .”
“The Prince…….”
“What is the prince?”
“He is dead.”
“what?”
The queen made a stupid voice for a moment.
“What do you mean all of a sudden? It looks like I was locked up underground until the situation got to this point, but to avoid my responsibility, even if it’s nonsense… … .”
“…… The prince’s fiancee, the prince’s majesty… … .”
“What nonsense! How did the old little girl say that a prince could be brought back to life, no, yes, with proper rituals and well-maintained rituals. Was it the first thing to revive the gods? right now…….”
“And Edmund Gloucester…… We triggered the ‘Ritual’ in a different way than we were originally going to do.”
Whoops, I felt a vibration in my toes.
In an instant, the queen realized that her maid and none of her maids had come to visit her.
Obviously, he had a few people with him. It must have been that they staggered while running away from an urgent situation, or the escorts who prioritized the queen turned their attention away.
But the queen always put the safety of the prince first. I put at least one person of my own. So, under such circumstances, it shouldn’t have happened in this way.
The queen instinctively tried to deny the phenomenon. But I couldn’t.
Just then, another loud explosion sounded in the distance. It was the palace where the king’s bedroom was located.
“…… So now, what are you talking about?”
The queen gritted her teeth and said.
“Now, do we mean we lost? The prince is dead, and I am destined to lose the throne to my daughter? Whether it’s a ritual or something, isn’t that what you’ve been telling me? I’ve saved you anything you need… … !”
“Choose, Your Majesty.”
“What do you mean by choice?”
“We originally planned to hold a ceremony to complement the goddess’ ‘sacred things’ as a top priority. However, Edmund Gloucester’s side triggered the ritual blindly without being sick, so… … There is a danger that the entire palace will be blown away.”
“Hey, the traitors will fly away too, so there’s nothing to lose!”
“If we do one well, we can draw that power toward us.”
“What’s the use of being called an unbeliever after work is done!”
“Before that, the place of life must come first.”
The queen contorted her face at the old woman’s calm voice.
“This is your last chance.”
“What chance?”
“The thing that Her Majesty the Queen is carrying…….”
“You don’t think I’ll know that you keep changing your words!”
The queen groaned.
I felt like I was going crazy. It was like having a terrible nightmare.
Not a single thing was moving according to the Queen’s will. Now I could be sure. I couldn’t believe the old woman’s words. Did the old woman really make such a proposal for the queen?
“Would you like to surrender?”
The queen bit my lips. His soft skin was torn and blood gushed out.
“Are you willing to surrender and cooperate with the enemies to prevent the disaster that happened at the royal palace even now?”
There was poison in the queen’s eyes.
It is said that the troops they thought they had secured were nowhere to be found, and the prince, who was the only support, died in vain while taking refuge. The abandoned daughter took the Archduke’s hand and returned, threatening herself with dignity… … .
The old woman saw through the queen’s mind.
Even if the queen died soon, she had a temper that could not bow her head to those under her.
He had pursued power all his life, and things went awry when he was only one step ahead.
A truly clever person should know how to bow his head when he is at a disadvantage. Aiming for future opportunities, they will throw away their current self-esteem. But that is only possible when there is hope.
The queen wanted her ‘self’ to gain power.
Even if he died, he could not tolerate the fact that he was not a son, nor a daughter, whom he thought was incompetent, to take his place.
So, I made a suggestion like that.
Edmund Gloucester’s butler has already made it stand up like a gunpowder store on fire.
The lives of ordinary people could no longer be used as catalysts.
Whether it’s Elodie, Edmund, Alogia, or the Marquis of Irene. It had to be related in some way to the vessel of the royal family or goddess.
The old woman also had one last hope.
The old woman was going to offer as many sacrifices as possible of the royal blood to appease the goddess’ resentment. If necessary, even the traces of the prince who had turned into black liquid could be drawn in. The thought of hitting the queen in the back of the head and sacrificing it was all too much.
It was only speculation, but there was also some doubt that that was the purpose of Casio Brahmanduff.
The goddess eats all her life, but the royal blood that is closest to my own resentment would be one of the most effective sacrifices.
“If the Queen’s blood is shed, ‘it’ will mobilize in search of the blood of Princess Aloisia, the bloodiest of the Queen’s blood and direct line to the royal family.”
“At first, you didn’t even explain to me what ‘it’ was.”
Blood stood in the queen’s eyes.
“Before the consciousness of the goddess descended…… Think of it as power itself. The resentment of the past has accumulated and overflowed, and they are filled with only the will to eat and destroy humans.”
“then…… dangerous thing… … Did you mean to write?”
“If you do, wouldn’t the ritual of eating a living person’s life in exchange for it have been dangerous?”
“…….”
The queen was silent.
“What am I supposed to do?”
The calm voice reassured the old woman.
When the old woman saw the woman who was her limb not coming back, she had a gut feeling that things had gone awry. Perhaps Edmund’s butler and Edmund managed to dispose of it somehow.
Some of the broken goddess’ treasures belong to the queen, and the rest to the old woman.
The hunters who hunt the sheep keep at least one bow open to the prey and chase it.
If the path is blocked, the prey rebels to death. However, if at least one path is left open, you will continue to pursue the path with hope and become exhausted.
it’s similar
The queen and the old woman have come too far. There are too many things I’ve done so far to come back and look back.
One way or another, it has to end.
The queen, perhaps, more than dying. I’m more than happy to let my daughter ascend the throne in front of me… … will not tolerate
Rather, they would explode the entire palace and watch them all die together.
Rather than admit defeat, it is to make the opponent not win.
“You must die alone.”
The old woman willingly bowed her head to the foolish queen.
It was time to burn in vain the firewood that the old woman had wasted her whole life.
That Otome Game’s Bad End