The bad ending of an Otome game MTL - Chapter (88)
Episode 88
It sounded more like a confession. Through the messy black hair, she could see vivid purple eyes that were desperate enough to be seen. Even the light flowing down his hard cheeks is like a painting.
‘Distance that can be kept’ He is a knight of steel who cannot easily find anyone who can match the whole country. That’s what a man said.
Of course, although he is faithful to the principle of protecting women, children and the elderly first. The person who sacrificed his sword to the king to protect everyone who exists in this kingdom, worrying about the gap between the streets to protect me… … .
“…… Sir Laertes is the defender of this whole country. So…….”
“Don’t get hurt in my absence.”
I was speechless. The eyes looking at my cheeks, which are hard to find swelling now, were so serious that it was hard to see them.
If Edmund Gloucester was in front of him, he had ugly eyes that would break a bone. Why…… ? A startled voice came out.
“I’m not that weak… … .”
“I know.”
It was a sigh of relief. Why or how did the conversation get here?
“…… I said nothing was important to you except for Ophelia.”
“…….”
The man’s voice was bitterly written. Bitter water seemed to seep out just by hearing it. I stopped without realizing it.
“Then I don’t know how much weight my words will hold to you…….”
The truth was, though, that it was a lie. It wasn’t really anything, but it wasn’t important. It wasn’t that he didn’t really have any regrets for the marquis, though. I kept the thoughts I couldn’t get out of my mouth like bitter medicine.
“That is my request.”
The man who spit those words out seemed so pitiful, so I unconsciously reached out and caressed the other person’s cheek.
When I felt my touch, I felt my skin twitch and slightly harden.
Contrary to what I expected to push, Laertes closed her eyes. It certainly looked like a well-trained military dog that only allowed its owner to touch it.
he’s such a man Why is the game so plain? Elodie, unlike me, is a good person who doesn’t rot inside?
Maybe it was. They fight as they please and get slapped in the face. It would be unimaginable if I was a ‘player’ in the game.
It must be like a child who is originally good from the beginning and behaves kindly, rather than a child who originally ate badly and then did good deeds.
Even me, I have no way of knowing the news for over two years. … . okay. I laughed like a sigh.
“…… I will try.”
Laertes opened his eyes and placed his cheek against mine, which had been caressing my cheek as if consoling him. I was a little embarrassed and pulled out my hand. Then, the purple eyes that seemed to be regretful followed my fingertips tenaciously.
“…… Sir Laertes?”
Unknowingly, I got drunk on the atmosphere and stretched out my hand as if to comfort him, but it wasn’t really like me. Touch Laertes Hope’s cheek? what to do Far from being smitten on such a day, it seemed like he had responded a little, positively, but…….
“I understand your concern. Yes, you said the capital is ugly. He knows very well that Casio Brahmanduff cannot be trusted… … .”
“Can I come again?”
“…… I think I said I didn’t want to have a deep relationship with the Marquis Windrose where Lady Elodie was staying… … .”
“Because I’m still Laertes Hope.”
…… Are you talking about this?
I looked up at the man in total astonishment. There’s still no one in this country who doesn’t know who the next Marquis of Windrose will actually be, Seongman Hope. Besides, that Elodie Cavalier?
“Are you serious?”
“okay.”
“…….”
Laertes looked at me, who was speechless, and reached out. I carefully grabbed the tip of my finger, which I had been staring at tenaciously before, and put the tip to my cheek.
The man’s cheeks were slightly rougher than smooth. Is it possible to ride a horse and hit the wind? If Casio had done this, he would have stretched the ball a lot without hesitation.
While hesitating, unable to take it out, the man laughed. To the extent that I couldn’t even imagine that it really belonged to Laertes Hope, her purple eyes curled in ecstasy, and the corners of her lips that barely moved were round like a crescent moon.
“So, I want you to listen to my insistence.”
With those smiling eyes, I couldn’t help but say anything.
* * *
Laertes remembers the day Ophelia summoned him one day.
It was a rare day when Emilia was ill with a summer cold and Ophelia was fine. It may have been that the water play with the users the previous day was a little difficult.
If it was normal, Ophelia would have been busy protecting Emilia’s side. But that day was a little different.
The Marquis and Marquis vacated the mansion due to an urgent matter, and while the few servants were paying attention to Emilia, they disguised themselves as if they were taking a nap and escaped from the mansion.
Leaving the vast Marquis mansion, over the fence, to the sparsely populated fields and mountains.
Normally, of course, it was not a place where Ophelia was allowed to enter. At best, it was a place where Laertes would go to when he got tired of the training ground and wield his sword.
But Laertes, without saying a word that day, headed there with a note.
Unlike the Marquis’ gardens, the unmanaged fields were wild. With no cloth on the floor, Ophelia was naked.
Feeling the popularity of Laertes who had come to the place, the girl didn’t even look back.
‘I advise you, Laertes oppa.’
Ophelia was plucking the tips of the freshly bloomed buds. My fingertips were soaked with grass. Whoops, when I blow my breath, the petulantly piled up petals begin to fly away.
Laertes looked at the scene silently.
‘It would be better to hide that feeling from now on.’
Whether or not the talkative boy reacted with a shudder, Ophelia was floundering on the floor in a pale purple dress with her white shoulders exposed. Even though the long grass growing on his white calves and skin left scars, he had an expressionless expression.
‘I know my brother well. Actually, oppa, sometimes you have eyes similar to mine.’
Cold green eyes scanned the field where grass had grown as tall as a man.
‘Ophelia, what kind of cow is that… … .’
‘I don’t know why, I don’t know what I really long for, I don’t know what it is to want something, but anyway, I’m just doing it because I need it.
He treats my mother with respect, but he’s really sorry, isn’t he? Don’t you think too much about your brother’s biological parents like idiots?’
‘…….’
‘It would be better than idiots who can’t even figure out what my heart is. Well, yes. Oppa, out of those nerd candidates, it was the least disgusting.’
Ophelia pressed down on one of the crawling ants with the tip of her index finger. The ant that was struggling was crushed.
Amazingly indifferent green eyes scan the scene. Her white, fine hands swept through the grass in search of another target.
‘Then, everyone knows that they are mistaken.’
‘…….’
‘Hey, whatever it is, she’s a worthy Anne, what if she knows her heart? What do you think would be different?’
‘…….’
‘No. Better run away.’
‘Ophelia.’
‘As long as I’m alive, he doesn’t dare confess to my brother. 걘 Feelings of guilt and inferiority towards the people around me, it’s not a joke. It’s not even an area I’m going to touch.’
Ophelia’s voice was dry.
‘I can’t say it’s smooth after I die, but it’s better than when I’m alive.’
‘Ophili… … .’
‘As a courtesy, don’t react like that. I’m tired of it.’
Quak, the frog Ophelia had caught screamed in her hand.
A cicada was heard in the distance. Mem, mem. mumble mumble. Ophelia hated cicadas. He also hated summer when cicadas sting.
He said he hated the insect that waited under the ground for over ten years and died after a very short period of time. Like my destiny to burn and disappear all the time.
Flop, the frog fell to the floor. Ophelia put her hand on her chin.
‘Honestly, I’m still thinking about what to do. I’m jealous.’
‘…….’
‘Even if it’s the key that’s in my hand right now, it’s really annoying that the treasure chest that can use it doesn’t belong to me.’
Ophelia laughed. Rather than being pitiful, it was a cruel smile.
Yes, is it the smile of the goddess who hates humans? Tsunamis, earthquakes, floods, droughts, and all natural disasters imaginable are mobilized to dry up living things and smile brightly.
‘Guess what, brother. I know it’s not my key, but it’s in my hand. And whether I open the box or not, I die. The owner of that box knows. Then what do I do?
So that no one can open the box, will you die holding the key? Shall I throw it away in a wasteland so that no one can have it?’
If it was Ophelia that Laertes had seen for a long time, at least she wasn’t in the mood to give the tomb key and box to the original owner. Rather, he would snort and destroy it, saying it was the owner’s fault for not being able to guard it.
‘…….’
‘I really think of God as a bad hobby. How could you do that to me? do you mean to choose? Believe in uncertain hopes, or just ruin everything I want?’
Pishik, Ophelia laughed. Just like when you drop paint on white water, the color spreads instantly. A face full of emotions that cannot be expressed in words.
‘You don’t know what this means right now?’
‘…….’
‘I wish I didn’t know. It’s really annoying to think of someone as precious.’
‘…….’
‘But I don’t want to pass it on to my brother. Because I am a very, very greedy person.’
Whether this country is destroyed or not. I honestly don’t know. Ophelia’s voice sounded like a song.
A butterfly with a broken wing flapped hard and fell to the ground.
‘Someday, there will come a time when you will be troubled just like me.’
It was a prophecy, not a prophecy.
That Otome Game’s Bad End