Chapter 192: Fiona (1)
Erdo was right. Just as the villagers were about to evacuate, monsters appeared. Fortunately, Carl also returned just in time. Houses were destroyed, but no one was injured. Considering the scene in the village last time, this was good enough. Read the translation on itsladygrey.com.
When the situation was resolved, the crown prince, the person responsible for the incident, showed up in person—with Erdo, whose face was swollen from being beaten.
“Is this another hero game?” Crown Prince Enoch asked.
Sigren responded sarcastically, “Are you introducing yourself now?”
“I didn’t say that to you. I said it to that woman.”
“…” I looked at Enoch blankly. “Did you really plan everything that has happened so far?”
“That’s right.”
“Why?”
Enoch shrugged his shoulders. “Because I need support and cheers.”
I frowned at his words, recalling the ruined village and the old man attending his grandchild’s funeral. “This… this is not a play. Many innocent people died! These are the people you’re supposed to care for!”
Anger bubbled inside my heart. “They’re not paper dolls you can play with. They are humans with lives!”
With each sentence I spoke, my lips trembled as if I had chewed sand. Read the translation on itsladygrey.com.
“Oh, so are you blaming me now?” Enoch asked mockingly. “You?”
Enoch turned his gaze toward Sigren. “Hey, my handsome half-brother. Do you really trust this woman?”
Sigren stared at Enoch and replied in a low voice, “At least I trust her more than I trust you.”
“What a shame. If you listen to what I tell you now, your trust will completely disappear.”
Enoch glared at me.
“Fiona Heilon, what is the difference between you and me?”
“….”
“Aren’t we the same? You did the same thing to this guy, Sigren. You made him fall to rock bottom and ‘made’ him rise to a prosperous and splendid position. Am I right?”
“Fiona, that’s nonsense.”
My head felt like it was going to explode, as if thousands of shards of glass were piercing my mind. Scenes flashed before me, accompanied by Enoch’s deafening, sarcastic voice.
“Sigren, poor innocent bastard. You must have trusted that woman. Of course you do. She must have treated you as kindly as an angel while you were rolling in the mud, whispering words as sweet as candy. Well, who wouldn’t hold onto a sweet piece of candy?”
“….” Memories bubbled to the surface like effervescent bubbles. The spring, summer, fall, and winter I spent with him… the time spent in Heilon, where the snow didn’t melt for most of the year, until summer when it finally melted and the ground briefly appeared. The moment he found a flower bud barely blooming through the snow and showed it to me… the time when I should have noticed his feelings. Read the translation on itsladygrey.com.
“Sigren, I see you don’t believe me. Well, okay. But Fiona Heilon, why don’t you say it with your own mouth?”
I looked up at Enoch.
“Try to deny me once.”
Why the hell did you take my memories instead of killing me, Fiona?
“Do you deny that all the misfortunes he suffered and his mother’s death had nothing to do with you?”
Ah, so you wanted to inflict a pain worse than death? You wanted me to lose everything precious to me?
“Try to say no! Our bloody damned Creator!”
… Like you?
“Fiona, just say that’s crazy.”
I looked at Sigren. He was gazing at me with eyes filled with hope for salvation. He wasn’t saying anything, but it felt like he was whispering to me:
Please, Fiona. Please tell me no.
“….”
As I looked at Sigren, my mind cleared. Pieces of my missing memories began to return. Read the translation on itsladygrey.com.
I bit my lip.
Why now?
I guess I couldn’t hide it forever. I couldn’t tell a lie. I didn’t want to lie. It was deception.
“It’s all true, Sigren.”
I swallowed a wry smile.
“The reason I was kind to you from our first meeting, how I predicted what was going to happen, how I knew the name of the dragon—all the things you’ve been wondering. It’s all because of me.”
Everything was over. I looked at Sigren’s expression and closed my eyes, hearing the sound of many things falling apart without a sound.
“And I made your past like that too.”
Tears rolled down from the corners of my eyes.
“CARL! NO!” Sigren suddenly shouted.
At that moment, a hot sensation hit my side. I looked down; red blood was gradually spreading across my abdomen. It was as expected.
Carl, you were listening to everything.
I turned my head.
Carl, who had stabbed me, looked more like a person who had been stabbed than I did. I patted his cheek and whispered, “It’s fine.”
Carl’s eyes widened, as if he understood my words. Read the translation on itsladygrey.com.
He looked shocked after stabbing me, but why?
Ah, it hurts so badly.
But the wounds suffered by Sigren and Carl must be more painful than this…
With that thought in mind, my eyes closed.
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