The bad ending of an Otome game MTL - Chapter (172)
Episode 172
John Hubert, the commander of the Knights of Glamis, took refuge in the countryside. A rural estate that is rugged and doesn’t even have a proper city nearby.
The most powerful aristocrat in the neighborhood was Count Duren.
It is a place where it is difficult to make a living unless you are so poor that even the lord’s family does not do chores.
Count Duren believed in the character of the Knights Commander John Hubert and gave up the land.
It was the perfect place to avoid the gaze of the neighbors, as they were so poor and had only potatoes as their biggest produce.
By making excuses in any way, he regroups the Knights of Glamis, and takes on the Knights Guard as an opponent.
Marie-Baek’s army is sent back to face the army of the Principality of Aldice. That was the top-level scenario.
Of course, the troops to be led by Commander John Hubert had not yet been exposed to anyone.
What remained was political. The Marquis remembered my wife’s words.
The Marquis Windrose wept the first day she was imprisoned, and the next day she did not cry.
It was after hearing the news that Emilia, who had visited the Marquis that day, apparently escaped with the two of them.
Since the Marquis and the Marquis’ wife were in the next room, it was easy to talk secretly while avoiding the public when it was the guard’s turn to take care of the Marquis.
To the worried marquis, the marquis said:
‘Honey, we owe him a lot.’
Even though his health is already poor, he is confined to a solitary confinement. A request was made to allow light walks, but was rejected.
The quality of the food was quite good, but it was only ‘good’ to the end. It wasn’t great.
The Marquis thought that the short-spoken Marquis couldn’t stand it, but the Marquis swallowed it even though she ate and vomited.
Even if it was cheap tea, I drank it without complaining. Keep your back straight, even when wearing dirty clothes. With eyes dyed red with thin veins bursting, without crying.
‘You do what you have to do. I don’t want to be a burden to others anymore. Don’t worry about me, and don’t think of anything else because of me. Come to think of it, I don’t think I’ve ever been a proper parent.’
‘…….’
‘I know you’ve been very considerate of me. But in the end, that was all. Because of Ophelia, she cared about me a lot… … . But, that’s how things turned out, honey.’
The Marquis of Windrose squeezed her hand tightly. The Marquis of Windrose was the Marquis’s only weakness.
In fact, the Marquis loved Ophelia Windrose, but she couldn’t love her so blindly.
Rather, he was concerned about his wife. Until Ophelia was born, she was just a person who could be said to be a little nice and friendly.
It was difficult to say that Ophelia’s birth was the happiness of a marquise, even with empty words.
The Marquis, knowing that her daughter would not live long, suffered greatly from her health and often collapsed. He was overly concerned about Ophelia and was restless.
nerves sharpened. It got a little better after Emilia came in, but still, it wasn’t in a state where you could basically say ‘happy’.
After Ophelia’s death, the Marquis was actually relieved a little bit.
If I asked him how he could be so calm even after his daughter died, or if he could be relieved even a little, there was nothing to say.
Just thinking about Ophelia’s existence was like a bomb that would explode someday.
Maybe that’s why, that’s why, even more so, when I thought about rejecting my parents, even the marquis used to feel miserable.
It was. The Marquis and Marquis Windrose have always lived like criminals.
The wife who suffers from depression after giving birth to a sick daughter, and the Marquis of Windrose who suffers from guilt while seeing such a wife.
So, bringing Elodie to the mansion and taking care of her like a daughter, the Marquis didn’t say anything. I could have done that.
The marquise’s neutrality was jeopardized, but up to that point it was fine.
‘You and I have lived enough to live. You don’t have to be afraid that I’ll be wrong. I sent my children first, but there is something more terrifying. For my own children, I’m not a good parent. still.’
Now you have a reason to struggle.
“I will stand with the Grand Duke.”
The life of a fugitive is miserable. The lives of high-ranking nobles who have lost their honor are more miserable.
The nobles had a reason to accept an honorable death rather than to fall and somehow survive.
The Marquis of Windrose would not have resisted even if someone came to attack the title if it had been the way it was. So that my wife, myself, and the rest of my vassals can go more comfortably and with honor.
Anyway, if you fall into the perfect trap that you can’t turn back any longer, I’d rather give up and eat in peace.
Ever since the death of my real daughter, who I loved, but didn’t know how to answer if I asked if she was really lovely.
I had come to live with Laertes as a child. okay. There was no reason to struggle. There was no reason to be miserable. The pride of a high-ranking aristocrat is usually like that.
‘Be a coward or whatever, honey, it’s okay.’
“If you can help me and trust me. must.”
The Marquis of Windrose swore as he knelt down on one knee.
‘Then help him.’
“I will repay you somehow.”
The Archduke smiled unsatisfied.
* * *
The door opened and Elodie appeared. His face was pale and plain, but there were no black spots to be found.
As soon as he saw me, his eyes brightened as if he had been waiting for me.
Me and Beth, who had been frozen for a while, reacted differently.
“Elodie!”
As soon as Beth, who even chewed on the name ‘Lady’ and rushed to embrace Elodie, staggered noticeably. It was like a landscape hugging a straw doll.
Sir Joseph shouted in fright.
“Uh, girl, then you fall!”
“Oh! Elodie, are you okay?!”
“Fine…….”
Cool, cool! Elodie, who had almost broken her back in half, coughed one after another. He even pressed his temples with his fingertips to see if he had a headache.
Beth carefully removed Elodie from her arms and looked at her with a look of disappointment.
“…… me, really. It wasn’t intentional… … .”
“I know.”
When I answered, Beth looked into the room with a sly glance. The scenery wasn’t much different from when I left.
It seemed that Sir Joseph had been out and about, and that things had grown a little.
The expression on the face of Princess Aloisia lying on the bed was also good. The speckled appearance of the past was nowhere to be seen.
“What happened? Are you two awake?”
“Yes. as you see.”
Sir Joseph smiled brightly.
“Both of them are fine. After waking up once, Princess Aloisia drank water and went back to sleep.”
“I’m really, really happy.”
I breathed a sigh of relief. Elodie, who finally stopped coughing, offered me something.
Once I received it, it was a familiar pendant. As the black stone inside moved, I could hear it shaking.
Perhaps because of my mood, it seemed that a faint light came out when I received it.
“…… Lady Elodie?”
“First of all, thank you for saving me, Lady Emilia. now…….”
“I don’t know what’s going on, can’t we just sit and talk? I don’t have a good complexion.”
“Perhaps this place is not safe.”
“Yes?”
I asked in amazement.
Hey, it’s a place that Casio Brahmanduff has also been to, so it’s probably not safe… … How does Elodie know that?
“Lady Emilia, you were in danger in the hunting competition that day.”
“…… Yes?”
“There is a hidden altar in the basement of the royal family. Unlike other altars used by unbelievers, it is an altar that is said to have descended from the goddess herself in the beginning, that is, at the time of the founding of the country.”
Elodie took a breath and continued.
“It is the dream of unbelievers to offer the ‘Last Sacrifice’ there. It was in the basement of the royal family, and the conditions for the sacrifice were inaccurate, so it must have been a waste of time until now.”
“…….”
I just blinked, not knowing what to say. As you can see, the reaction around them was the same.
“Right now, it’s hard to predict who will hold hands with whom, but…….”
“But?”
“For us, it’s a tiger’s den everywhere.”
“Hey, Lady Elodie…… ?”
Hearing the bewildered voice of Beth, Elodie made a clear voice.
“like. I’ll give you a summary. The Grand Duke and Queen are fighting each other for power. This country is going to be in turmoil, the Marquis Windrose and us are involved, and as a background, disbelievers will mix in and try to manipulate the people. ”
“I’ll listen…… ?”
Beth followed the back of Elodie’s words.
“If you make a mistake, everyone will die. At the very least, this country is doomed.”
“Yeah?”
Beth jumped. Joseph, who was next to him, was the same.
“No, do you think this country will perish? what is it. If the war is wrong, it will be destroyed, but… … .”
“It’s different from that. I don’t think you’ll believe it, but… … Still, Lady Emilia must have some guesswork. In fact, if we make sacrifices before we perish, it’s over.”
“Come on, come on, wait a minute. We are the sacrifices… … .”
“Didn’t your Highness Princess tell you? The Queen and Her Majesty the Princess told me to be friendly with you and me. And it was targeted on hunting day.”
Joseph nodded as if he had already heard it.
“You got away, but it’s like this with me and Princess Jeon. And it was announced that I was on the side of the unbelievers. There is an unbeliever among the queen’s close associates. If caught, that will be the end of it. Of course, there are no unbelievers among the Archduke’s aides.”
“Then who are you going to trust?”
Joseph grumbled. Elodie responded without even a blink of an eyelid.
“It’s Lady Emilia.”
All of a sudden, everyone’s eyes fell on me. I still only made a bewildered voice.
“…… Me?”
“Yes. You.”
“…… Lady Elodie. no way.”
Elodie stared at me. Confidence was etched on his face. I forgot what to say at the sudden thought.
That Otome Game’s Bad End