Chapter 76: Change
“I’m doomed….”
I banged my head on the table. This was all because of Sigren. Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com. I considered consulting Abel, but asking for serious help from someone who spoke of “disguising a death as natural” didn’t seem like a good idea.
No, actually, I shouldn’t and couldn’t share the details with anyone.
Is this okay?
It was very different from the original story I knew. By now, Eunice and Sigren should have been gradually becoming lovers, but instead, he confessed to me. I really wanted to ask, “Why don’t you like Eunice?” Those words were always on the tip of my tongue, especially after his confession yesterday, but I couldn’t bring myself to say them.
A belated sense of disappointment washed over me. I had worked so hard writing their love story. Though, of course, I was aware that my expectation was a very unfair idea.
Why the hell do you like me?
Only then did I reflect on my relationship with Sigren. I had brought the wounded Sigren back from the battlefield. That was the beginning. After his wounds were healed, Sigren returned to the wall where he had been stationed. I often visited him there. Young Sigren was rough around the edges, but he did everything I asked him to do. Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com. Because of that, I took him around the village, pretending it was to “develop the male lead’s correct personality.” We were really good friends. No, more precisely, I wanted to be Sigren’s good friend because I thought it would help him emotionally.
Looking back now, everything seemed to be driven by my selfish desires. I treated him well and took care of him all to relieve my own guilt.
To be honest, I genuinely hoped for Sigren’s happiness, from the bottom of my heart. But I knew that I wasn’t offering him a sincere friendship; it was literally for my own self-satisfaction.
I felt deeply guilty and ashamed that Sigren liked me without knowing my hypocrisy. There must be someone in this world who could offer him a nobler love.
Confession…
As I continued to think about it, I began to calm down. Naturally, this was because my brain became more objective while analyzing the situation.
Sigren’s feelings were important, but the situation itself allowed for some reflection. From my perspective, whether I followed the original novel’s plot perfectly or not, both scenarios had issues. If I went with the former, my ending would be a bad one, with my soul suffering even after death. In the latter case, the problem was not with me. Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com.
Soon, the Darkness would continue to appear, and the ferocity of monsters would only increase. It was clear that stopping it would become increasingly impossible over time. People needed to eliminate the Darkness, and for that, Eunice’s power was essential. Her love for Sigren was what truly awakened her power.
The Darkness was meant to strengthen the lovers’ bond through hardship and trouble, but now it seemed to have backfired on me. If Eunice, who was not connected to Sigren, couldn’t awaken her power, this was an extreme example—but if we did something wrong, the world could be destroyed.
“Let’s stay calm, Fiona.”
There was a possibility that could happen, but it was still a long way off. Reflecting on this, it seemed that what I needed was not a ‘perfect happy ending’ but an ‘appropriate happy ending.’ An ending where the Darkness was driven away to some extent by Eunice’s and Sigren’s power, but where I didn’t die—or any realistic ending that avoided the two bad ending scenarios.
Anyway, let’s focus on what’s right in front of us now.
“Well, it’s just a confession. He didn’t ask me to marry him.”
Should I just shed tears and, boom! Kick him?
“Fiona, are you there?”
At that moment, the person who had thrown me into chaos knocked on my door. Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com.
“…”
His visit was sooner than I expected.
Alright, let’s strike while the iron is hot, Fiona! Let’s deal with Sigren swiftly.
It was clear that Sigren’s feelings for me were akin to an engraved effect. It must be due to the thrilling sensation of the first kindness he received from a stranger when he was a child.
Now that I think about it, how many times did I flirt with Sigren?
Ah, the clear memories of what I often did to him were truly frightening. While calming myself down, I opened my mouth.
“Come in.”
With a click, Sigren entered. Seeing his face brought yesterday’s words back to mind.
“What’s the matter?” I said coldly to hide my agitation. Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com.
“….”
Sigren glanced at me while fiddling with the doorknob. At the same time, another click was heard.
I panicked for a moment.
“Why did you lock the door?”
I couldn’t help but feel uneasy being in a locked room with someone who had just confessed to me that he wanted to touch me.
Sigren then replied calmly, “I want to.”
Why was he so shameless?
I subconsciously stepped back.
“Why did you lock the door?”
“You’ll find out soon.”
It was a thought-provoking answer. Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com.
“I’m not doing anything. If you’re worried, I’ll stay here,” Sigren said, leaning against the door.
“…”
His calmness helped me regain my composure.
‘Right, the opponent is Sigren.’
We had known each other for several years. There was no need to regard him as a stranger just because I received his confession. Besides, I knew him well.
Sigren looked at me and smiled.
“Fiona, it’s hard to talk when you’re standing so far away.”
“….”
I approached him. I had just made up my mind to set aside his confession. I couldn’t let myself panic now. Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com.
“Sigren, about the confession you made yesterday.”
“Yes?”
“It’s…”
As I spoke, I unintentionally looked into Sigren’s eyes.
Ah, I didn’t want to hurt him. Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com.
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