The bad ending of an Otome game MTL - Chapter (208)
Episode 208
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“Lady Elodie decided to visit today.”
I smiled at the triumphant Edmund.
“You have great momentum. You don’t plan on doing ‘work’ today, do you?”
“of course.”
Edmund made a proud face.
“Lady Emilia said she wanted evidence to bring Lady Ophelia back to life.”
“Yes.”
…… It was just an excuse to buy Elodie not to sacrifice right away.
“So I prepared a small experiment. Of course, it is only an arbitrary condition to the last, but… … .”
Edmund’s eyes were full of confidence. Something about it being ominous.
“The minimum experimental conditions themselves will be satisfactory. It is far from complete success.”
“…….”
Behind Edmund, who was excited to talk about this and that, the butler, who quietly served tea and black tea like a shadow, was nervous and swallowed dry saliva. It was already ominous what the reality of that ‘small experiment’ would be.
“I’m really looking forward to it.”
“Yes. It can’t be compared to the seemingly plausible mansion housed in the Brahmanduff family. It’s the ‘wish’ you really wanted.”
how rushed Originally, I had to go see the mansion that Casio gave me today. However, it was the player that made Elodie visit the Gloucester mansion today.
He couldn’t even laugh at the blatant restraint. Really, I would do anything for the revival of ‘Ophelia Windrose’, even the blindness of not even doubting.
With such a person, Ophelia must have died without giving anything. I had that thought again.
‘I want to die before I get sick.’
I can still remember how Ophelia said those words in a voice like it was yesterday. Before I get any more sick, before I get any more miserable. finish clean
If I think about it, my thoughts about leaving Marquis Windrose and Ophelia’s thoughts about death would not have been very different.
That self-respecting kid would want to live like this, even by stealing someone else’s body? I thought a bitter smile would come out, so I picked up the teacup and put it to my lips.
Everyone loved Ophelia, and everyone watched her die, but that man is the only one who has the heart to ‘revive’ Ophelia.
“That was my wish. So, what was Ophelia’s ‘wish’?”
“Of course, wouldn’t it have been a healthy and perfect body?”
Edmund Gloucester declared without hesitation.
“Now, I understand that even he was a vessel for the goddess. I fully understand that it is a side effect born so perfectly. Nevertheless, it was very painful, and it was hard, wasn’t it? If you change to Lady Elodie’s body, you will now live happily with a healthy and intact body.”
“okay……. Sir Edmund Gloucester would of course think so.”
“Doesn’t Lady Emilia think the same way?”
I laughed instead of answering. Edmund glanced at me smiling at what he was thinking and averted his gaze. His cheeks were faintly red.
“…… I think it would have been better if Ophelia wasn’t sick at that time.”
“also.”
“So when are you going to show the ‘proof’?”
“Originally…… I was thinking of getting the royal family’s cooperation.”
“The royal cooperation…….”
While holding hands with the Grand Duke now, he has a large liver. Hagi didn’t think he had separated from the queen at all, just by obtaining the Marquis of Windrose.
But isn’t this almost outright heresy? Wasn’t it originally a plan to rent the altar after the Grand Duke succeeded in rebelling and retaken the throne?
Edmund smiled brightly as he was about to furrow his eyebrows in a subtle sense of incongruity.
“Of course, since the time of the main ceremony is more important, we were planning to prevent any problems in advance. what…….”
Edmund stroked my chin as if contemplating something.
“Actually, for my purposes, I don’t care whoever holds the hand, whether it be the Prince or the Queen.”
“…… Are you talking about holding hands with His Majesty the Queen?”
Does the queen really not know that Edmund is the king’s illegitimate son?
“To put it bluntly, we’ve decided to do some technical cooperation.”
“Technically?”
Edmund shrugged as he was about to tilt his head in disbelief.
“His Majesty the Queen was also aware of the existence of the altar in the basement of the palace.”
“…… okay?”
“The Grand Duke has no intention of using the altar, but the Queen is different. It seemed like he was ready to use any number of tactics.”
“It…… Are you going to tell Sir Edmund so straight forward… … ?”
“Lady Emilia doesn’t know too much how powerful people behave.”
Edmund spoke like a teacher teaching his students. I barely resisted the desire to throw the teacup I was holding.
What you don’t know is… … .
No matter how much I thought about it, even though the Queen didn’t know that we were with the Archduke on a temporary basis, I couldn’t help but think that Edmund Gloucester’s every move was watching.
“I…… is it so. Reputation is good, but ‘real power’ is not much. It is true that Her Majesty the Queen is wary of me, but with such an important event coming up, it is far more beneficial to keep it in check by exchanging what each other wants. Even if I had doubts that I would have been on the side of His Majesty the Grand Duke, it would be better for me to get information on my side.”
“…… Oh my, that’s great… … .”
His lips trembled as he let out a meaningless exclamation. Edmund was elated even at my voice, as if reading a Korean book.
“Even so, he did not give up the Marquis of Irene right away.”
“…… Yes?”
Really, my lips froze. My eyes widened without realizing it. Edmund’s face suddenly came closer. Just like watching my reaction.
“There is no other scholar in this country who is more adept at this ‘research’ than me.”
“…… What, research?”
“The Resurrection of Lady Ophelia. It was obviously the unbelievers who suggested the method. But the information they provided was enough to devise a new way.”
Why? Edmund Gloucester’s eyes seemed to drift blue and cloudy madness.
“Lady Elodie is literally just a body. It’s just a bowl… … . Also, because she wasn’t as perfect as Ophelia in her lifetime. A substitute that can only be imitated.”
“…….”
“So, we need something to make up for the shortcomings.”
key.
heart.
I remembered the key that Ophelia had been telling me not to lose. But I had a gut feeling that wasn’t what Edmund Gloucester was talking about. Edmund put his hand on my frozen cheek, pretending to be friendly.
“The Marquis Irene has discriminated against you and Ophelia.”
“…….”
“You are the one who can savage even your biological parents, much less you…… That way, you don’t have to sympathize with the person you treat like Lady Ophelia’s maid. Well, isn’t that the mother who said she loved Ophelia? If I can be honest with you that it’s to revive my daughter, I might be willing to cooperate.”
“…… What do you mean by replenishment?”
“Looking at her appearance alone, Lady Ophelia resembles the Marquis a lot. In the first place, it is a principle to make sacrifices to women.”
“…….”
“Why are you stiff, Lady Emilia?”
Edmund laughed.
“Lady Emilia is safe. it doesn’t do any harm what…… Lady Emilia might be of some help, though, there were a few who were arrogant.”
“…….”
“It’s not going to happen……. It really shouldn’t be.”
“Did anyone say I can help bring Ophelia back to life?”
“It’s bullshit.”
“after…… My wife, even if it was helpful, it would have too much of a repercussion… … .”
I never really imagined that the existence of the Marquis would come from here. Elodie, I thought you should be careful… … .
“What do other people think?”
“…… When other people criticize Ophelia… … .”
“Why are you criticizing me? No one would ever know.”
“…….”
“Anyway, Lady Ophelia is not one to be shaken by such obvious family ties. Hmm, it must have been the shackles that bound her.”
“…….”
“And above all else.”
Edmund Gloucester spoke secretly, as if confessing his love. Surely, if I said that, I would be impressed.
“Better than sacrificing Lady Emilia. Of course, Lady Emilia may say that it is not worth sacrificing my life for Lady Ophelia.”
“…….”
“Oh, of course. It may hurt a little. It may hurt for a while, or you may need to see blood. But believe me. Absolutely, Lady Emilia is not in danger. But, so… … .”
Edmund Gloucester looked at me sadly.
“Lady Emilia must stab the sacrifice herself.”
“…… Lady Elodie? Or the Marquis?”
“It’s the latter.”
Was it for this that you bumped into your trashy biological parents? no way? It felt like vomit was coming from inside.
‘Yes, it’s okay if you hate me… … It’s okay to resent… … . No matter how much you hate to look, yes. That, though… … .’
I remembered the face of the Marquis, who looked at me with eager eyes.
‘Go, if possible, don’t get sick. don’t get hurt Huh?’
It felt like something like a thick fish thorn was stuck in my throat.
That Otome Game’s Bad End