The bad ending of an Otome game MTL - Chapter (227)
Episode 227
What happened at the royal palace today, even though it was small, was definitely a battle for succession to the throne.
Perhaps the future of the whole world beyond the safety of this country and the royal family depends on it.
To stop the queen, to stop the grand duke’s greed, and to stop the unbelievers. Your colleagues may be struggling in some way even at this moment.
If it was obvious, it was an obvious story.
They were well aware that Prince Alexis might lose his life in any way. but it was muffled.
He did not know the specific means, and he knew that the disposition of the little prince who had deliberately and brutally killed countless people was not easy.
okay. In a situation where my nose is small, I wouldn’t dare to make a fuss about saving the little prince’s life.
No one could easily guess what would happen, in what way. Perhaps, trying to save the prince would put the princess in danger.
Princess Alogia said she would be happy to be told that she was a cold-blooded person covered in her sister’s blood.
If the little prince had had any buds of regeneration in the first place, Aloisia would not have stood so decisively against my mother.
If bystander is also a form of murder, then they are all criminals. If the queen had confessed her sins and were arrested, the little prince would probably have been exiled with the queen to a remote and rugged place.
But everyone knew that the odds were very low.
So, the option of not killing Edmund Gloucester now, who has probably done an astonishing job as the Little Prince, may be a contradiction.
However, I couldn’t resist, and I felt a sense of resistance about just killing an opponent who had been incapacitated.
“…… Well, yes. Because knowledge itself is a bountiful little one. Maybe something about his consciousness… … Once you get rid of it, there might be a corner where you can use it unexpectedly.”
Elodie spoke as if concerned about the silence of Emilia.
“You don’t have to apologize to me. Well, what should I say? We, he, let’s eat well and live well by ourselves, aren’t we doing it like this here and now? You were the first to tell me that.”
“…… Did I tell you?”
“Strictly speaking, it seems that everyone has changed because we are together……. I don’t want the person I like and feel very uncomfortable with not to die innocently and innocently, usually I don’t risk my life.”
It is easy to ignore justice. It’s easier to rationalize yourself. It is easy to express guilt, remorse, in other ways. It is easy to wrap an obsession with love.
Elodie thought that if it was just to survive, he could be selfish. However, after waking up after falling from a hunting contest, I changed my mind.
Emilia herself was well aware that she thought of herself as ‘acting like this is nothing’.
But if everyone behaves that way, is there really such a thing as evil?
So, where exactly is the good?
It’s so easy to regret, make mistakes, and focus on your own pain and turn away from the world and run away.
It is difficult to admit it and change, to make even a slightly better choice.
Elodie looked at Edmund, who was lying motionless below me.
There was a time when I thought I would faint just by looking at that man’s eyes.
Elodie in ‘In a Dream’ was like that. Like a ephemera just accepting death, he was always terrified. It’s not like I’ve forgotten that feeling.
However, this moment was just too good to be immersed in those emotions. The reality of being able to crush Edmund Gloucester like this was just amazing. I like it.
But do you really need to become a direct murderer by getting your hands dirty? Unless the other person is in a situation where you are dying and I am going to die right away.
“Excuse me, Lady Emilia.”
“Yes?”
“Later, next to where he was locked up, he said, ‘Lady Ophelia doesn’t want to come down to the ground where you live. Can I make fun of you by saying, ‘You bastard like a cockroach’?”
“…… Do you really need my permission?”
“My guess is that Lady Ophelia would get angry just by mentioning her existence. And a little, that, what should I say? Lady Emilia is a little…… Lady Ophelia’s will on earth… … ?”
“A will earthly representative…… ?”
Seeing Emilia with a strange face, Elodie smiled.
“…… legal representative? um, what Anyway, if Lady Emilia says it’s okay, I don’t think she will be angry.”
“what…… I think that would be fine. Even if they make goja chemically, I have no intention of stopping it.”
Jesse, who was listening to the conversation, murmured.
“Hey, excuse me, ladies. You really meant to put your life on hold for now… … ?”
“But actually, if Lady Beth was here, I wouldn’t have to worry about it.”
Emilia nodded at Elodie’s words.
“Yeah, with Ophelia in one head shot……. no. I can’t go there, so I must have gone to hell anyway.”
“In fact, even in Hell, I don’t think a guy like that would accept the water because it gets dirty.”
Having reached the conclusion, the two put Edmund Gloucester, the chain’s worm in the shape of a worm, into the box and wound the chain.
Meanwhile, Jessie dragged the corpses of the unbelievers and moved them out of sight.
Even though the fallen people were removed, the mogol in the room did not look particularly good.
Blood was splattered here and there, probably because they had an exciting fight over the altar in the middle. Even the edge of the stone altar was soaked and leaked.
“Then I will tell the Marquis the situation now and leave…….”
bang!
Suddenly there was a loud noise.
There was no sound from nearby. Everyone present immediately froze.
Wow!
Whoop, whoop, the sound of the floor resonating.
The sound got a little closer than before. Emilia put her ear to the floor in embarrassment.
The basement would have been empty? Is something coming down from upstairs?
I heard the floor rumble. Jessie also followed Emilia with a face she couldn’t understand, and placed her palms on the floor.
Woong-woong, woong-woong, the floor vibrated faintly as if an earthquake had occurred. Elodie jumped up.
“For now, get out of here!”
It was an instinctive cry.
All three of them ran halfway down the narrow hallway. I didn’t think anything of it. I ran as my body senses led me. Just like a passenger on a shipwreck trying to get to a high place where the water doesn’t come in somehow.
He couldn’t even think of Edmund Gloucester, who had been put in a box and chained tight.
“Miss Marquis! You must bring the Marquis with you!”
Emilia shouted like a scream. Jessie, who was standing next to him, responded hastily.
“Joe, stay a little longer! Revelation in the room at the end of the hallway… … !”
thud!
The wall at the end of the hallway I was running on collapsed. Emilia’s eyes widened.
Fragments of the wall hit the three people who were running.
After the deafening noise, my vision was blurred.
* * *
“The present temple was actually a religion that was artificially emphasized to erase the existence of the ‘goddess’. Because of that, even now, only the shell remains, so I can’t use much power.”
Edmund’s butler had a calm face.
“In fact, I already knew that it was difficult for the goddess to ‘completely’ resurrect, and the moment I was affected by it, those who were once believers of the goddess became enemies of the present world. They sacrificed the lives of others so that only themselves could be saved.”
“Is that the only difference?”
“Is it possible?”
Even in front of the cold-eyed old woman, the butler was not even agitated.
Cold air was everywhere. Both the butler and the old woman were obsessed with each other’s circumstances.
The butler was a person who had worked in the royal palace from a very long time ago, and the old woman has also been active as an unbeliever from a very young age.
It was quite a long time ago that the old woman made the queen think she had her weakness and even entered the palace as a concubine.
When the king was in good health, he gave Edmund a man he had chosen. He wanted to be able to ‘control’ easily if anything happened.
There is no way the royal family was truly unaware of the existence of the ceremonies secretly performed by the queens for generations. The king would have just pretended not to know.
If something happens, I’m going to pass it on to the queen, who is blind to her descendants, and end up with the wrong ritual.
It didn’t matter as long as he could get a successor in some way. You just need to leave the impression that the king is innocent.
It was in a similar vein that he deliberately took a cold attitude toward an illegitimate child and assigned someone to watch over him as a nurturer.
It wasn’t the goddess’s curse for nothing. If the first king had not betrayed the goddess, perhaps all of this would have been a blessing.
The blessing of being born a clever and worthy heir from generation to generation. A prayer that children will be born who will glorify the name of the goddess and the name of the royal family.
However, the royal family has already fallen into the path of selfishness. Unless there is a ‘ceremonial’, there will be no ‘good’ successor feeling.
And when the ceremony was performed, most of the sons were obtained. It was not for nothing that the queen lamented that the ceremony had failed when Alogia was born and her body cracked.
I don’t know if the king is aware of the current queen’s affair or not, but seeing Prince Alexis as my successor, he must have also considered that Alogia was not a ‘proper’ successor.
The previous king neglected his second son, the prince, and blatantly cared for the current king. Was it really because of his affection for his eldest son, who would become his heir?
Was it just the will of the powerful to make sure the order of the throne was arranged in advance?
He was sent as a son-in-law to a martyr who should not be greedy for power, cut off supplies, and acted frivolously. As if to compensate him for it, the current king was quite generous with his younger brother.
“Isn’t your Majesty the Grand Duke also the father of His Majesty the King?”
The butler threw a bomb with an unwavering face. Instead of answering, the old woman only furrowed her eyebrows.
“But you wouldn’t have revealed it to Her Majesty. If the Archduke wins, he must have been saving it as a card to negotiate with him.”
“…….”
At the butler’s words, the old woman was silent and looked at the other person’s expression.
“Edmund Gloucester looked very confident.”
“I want my master to carry out my will wherever he goes.”
“No, you are now…….”
The old woman smirked.
“Aren’t you suggesting to me when your master doesn’t perform ‘properly’ rituals? Let’s wake up what is hidden under the altar.”
That Otome Game’s Bad End