The bad ending of an Otome game MTL - Chapter (128)
Episode 128
My chest cooled coldly. Casio Brahmanduff’s sarcastic face.
‘Some of you must guess.’
A time when he thoughtfully told me that Elodie and Ophelia had something in common. When I said that I was going to visit Edmund’s study, I didn’t really object.
Did Casio know something? How far?
When I meet Elodie again, I’ll have to ask her about her dreams in detail.
I forcefully smiled at Edmund Gloucester, who clenched his teeth and looked at me with suspicious eyes. The ball twitched.
That basement of the study, I couldn’t check it in the end.
“You must be worried about Lady Elodie.”
“Of course, of course not.”
Edmund replied as if he was saying that.
“earlier…… Sir Laertes, you’ve protected me, so it’ll be fine. Perhaps even more than we are today.”
“Thanks for the news, but why are you telling me that?”
“well. ugly jung? Jung crossed the field by the collar? Even though it was only one mana, was it strange that he even tried to protect me at first?”
“I dare say who is special…….”
-If you don’t put it out.
okay. We’ve been chatting for too long.
The opponent, who wanted to be quiet for a while, raised his sullen voice. At the same time, I heard Sir Alston trying to order something with a puzzled look on his face.
-I will kill them all.
Edmund took out the cigarette pack he had seen earlier from his pocket and bit the tip of his finger and smeared it with blood.
He engraved figures and numbers on the floor with blood, stroked a pack of cigarettes and sang something, and in an instant, a blue flame blazed on the floor.
Flames spread out in front of us and sideways in an instant, like an invisible border.
visor!
The remaining forces of the Knights of Glamis flinched. Sir Alston raised his voice as if encouraging. Joseph was vigilant around me as if to protect me.
Fortunately, the bows that troubled us earlier were nowhere to be seen.
Most of the archers were dressed as hunters. Those who are now aiming here are sacrifices and victims who seem to have lost their senses due to almost black liquid.
In other words, our sane enemies were the only ones who gave us a warning. is it the boss?
“Don’t be nervous! Reinforcements are coming from the main camp soon! They’ve already wasted enough time… … .”
Aww! Whoops!
The first enemy that crossed the ‘line’ drawn by this side was engulfed in flames and set on fire.
I took two steps back, startled by the burning flesh in front of me.
“Lady Emilia, avoid it!”
Sir Joseph took me and led me to one side.
But a place that is fundamentally safe… … there was no everyone will know
I swallowed my saliva.
Edmund continued to bleed and draw on the floor after setting off the sparks, whether something needs to be followed up.
The black and blue stone inside the cigarette box resonated and lit with a sound.
Aww! A scream was heard. The soldiers who started to collide with the enemy let out a moan.
Either cut it off in one go, or burn it out completely.
The enemies were really tricky. Enemies completely engulfed in the black liquid did not die easily. It looked like a monster that could only come out of an old myth.
Edmund’s fire wall was somehow defeating the enemies, but there were also monsters that were burning and moving forward. Edmund’s face contorted.
Sir Joseph mowed down the monsters that rushed at him and shouted.
“Avoid, Lady Emilia!”
It won’t work, but I’ll give it a try. He held the knife in his trembling hands and held his breath.
Where did you say Vera?
Terrible breathing was heard.
Should I have run away sooner? Where? how?
At that moment, someone pulled me in. Something rushed in front of me was cut in two by the sword.
It was an unusual skill even for me, who didn’t know anything about swords. Even Sir Joseph, who was about to rush this way, had a frozen face.
“I am too late, Lady Emilia.”
The rose ring I was wearing on my little finger was so expensive that I thought it hadn’t been broken. Not to mention the hand.
It was dirty, and blood was dripping from the wound that had barely healed.
My fingers were full of dried blood, so I couldn’t say that I was pretty even with empty words.
Taking my left hand, Casio Brahmanduff kissed the rose that was hiding poison somewhere inside the leaf.
It was, indeed, a strange feeling.
“I didn’t bring the silver fox skin as a gift, but I brought a friend of Young-ae who was innocent like a rabbit, so will you forgive me?”
The gray eyes of the man who smiled at me looked like the sweetest lie in the world.
* * *
‘Birthday gift.’
Young Emilia’s eyes widened.
It was a necklace. At the end of a long silver cord was a rocket pendant the size of a child’s palm.
I pulled the outside to see if there was something inside, but the lid did not open smoothly. Emilia chimed in for nothing.
‘I’m annoyed with such a large necklace.’
‘Then put it back in the drawer. It’s better than eating shit.’
A necklace placed on the palm of your hand.
It was a precious object with birds, branches, and pearls crafted on the front side. It had a white luster as if it was made entirely of silver or platinum.
When I hung the necklace around my neck and moved it, it made a rattling sound. Just like little children pouring pretty pebbles or grains of sand into an empty glass bottle and shaking it.
savoring the sound, Emilia asked.
While pretending not to, his cheeks were faintly red as if he was happy with the pretty gift.
‘What’s in this?’
‘Well.’
Even though it was a gift from myself, Ophelia responded indifferently, half lying on my bed. Emilia, who was deeply troubled by that attitude, asked.
‘Well what is it? Did you put any poison in it? Ride in the visitor’s mug?’
‘Good idea, but no.’
‘Ophelia, did you want to play riddles?’
‘Smoke.’
Emilia’s voice became sharp in response to the lack of motivation.
‘What is it really?’
‘Because I guess.’
‘Well. Jewels?’
‘No.’
Emilia pondered and continued.
‘Sand? dried worms? Frog hind legs?’
‘No.’
‘Car? Air freshener?’
‘No.’
‘Oh, what the hell!’
‘My heart.’
Emilia looked at Ophelia, who was lying on it, with sullen eyes. It was a look that didn’t make any sense.
‘…… Did you read a romance novel yesterday? Why are you hitting me like that, not Sir Laertes?’
‘Well. Or a soul?’
‘You said that third-rate romance novels weren’t interesting. The lines are so obvious.’
‘You fool. If this world were a novel, I’d be the one to run right now to set the book on fire.’
‘No, what. okay. Ophelia you are.’
Emilia affirmed with a trembling voice.
It was in the late afternoon room. The room where Ophelia was staying was very comfortable as the marquis and the marquis poured money and effort without sparing anything for their only daughter, who was not in good health.
Ophelia had left her presents, and she was half lying on her comfy bed, looking out the window with sullen eyes.
The sun, which began to radiate red energy, dyed everything in the room yellow.
Under the sunlight, Emilia’s rare black eyes lit up as she peered into the gold necklace.
‘Or what, a wish ticket? I won’t spoil you, oath?’
‘Ding.’
‘Any secret passage in the mansion can be a key?’
‘Things and scales are different, but first?’
‘Wow.’
Emilia opened her mouth lightly. Emilia liked the book.
Instead of Ophelia, I became a person with the ability to shoot everywhere, whether it was in the mountains behind the neighborhood, but still, the most frequent thing I did was visit the mansion.
Since the Marquis of Windrose is a very old, high-ranking family, antiques were sometimes found when searching for empty warehouses, tombs, or buildings that were not frequently used.
‘But I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything like this before.’
‘If a secret is all over the place, is it a secret?’
‘That’s right’
Ophelia looked at Emilia, who agreed, with strange eyes. He didn’t even get up, he just lay flat on the bed.
The girl in a white dress with her arms and legs exposed had a mysterious feeling in itself.
Like the legend of a beautiful woman who jumps out of the water, in a painting, out of a grave, and wanders the streets for no reason.
Green eyes as subtle as moss lurking above the hundreds of years old iron gates.
‘Keep it, use it when you need it.’
‘But this is heavier than I thought. It must be really hard to hang around.’
‘What if I carry it everywhere and lose it? keep it in moderation Break your neck.’
‘I don’t think the gift-giver would say anything like that, Ophelia.’
‘Emilia.’
‘Huh?’
‘Happy birthday.’
‘Thank you’
‘Because you were born, I am, yes. I’m glad.’
Emilia was at a loss for words for a moment at the unfamiliar words of Ophelia, and then smiled shyly.
‘What is it, Ophelia? Did you know that everyone else could say something like this?’
‘I am no one else’
‘Of course it is’
‘You too.’
‘We don’t have a special relationship. But Ophelia, it seems a little different today. What’s going on?’
‘What’s your birthday? What’s the big difference for me?’
Ophelia snorted.
‘Dreams were ugly, but to me, dreams don’t really mean anything. Whether it was a nerd who was satisfied with reality or a nerd who dreams of escaping from reality, it was meaningless and would be meaningless.’
Emilia rolled her eyes.
‘What do you mean?’
‘I mean.’
Ophelia stared into the air and smiled. It was a threatening smile like a cat that invaded my territory.
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