The bad ending of an Otome game MTL - Chapter (35)
Episode 35
He put shackles on his limbs and put him in a cage alive to hear only sweet words.
I tried to tame her and play with her like sanding a corner stone with sandpaper.
The woman tried to run away again and again. But it was a futile attempt.
The sunlight came in through the single, nail-sized window in the ceiling, and reflected the figure of the woman. It was less than a handful of light, but it was enough to illuminate the figure of a woman.
The woman was exhausted. However, even that haggardness did not completely take away her beauty.
His silver hair drooped long enough to reach his feet when he sat down because he couldn’t cut it, and his complexion turned white because he didn’t get enough sunlight.
Green eyes, lifeless like a dead plant. The woman begged again.
‘Save me… … .’
You couldn’t have wanted it! You couldn’t have wished for something like this!
Every time she heard footsteps, the woman desperately struggled towards the air.
His bare, dry, rake-like fingers scratched the walls, the floor, and the air. He shook off the chains hanging from his bare ankles.
‘In this hell, who, please… … .’
I wasn’t born because I wanted to. I didn’t want to be like this. I didn’t love it because I wanted it.
I just felt sad.
I just thought that it would be okay if it was comforting in this way to someone who couldn’t forget and miss the dead.
A faint vibration was heard. thump, thump. Tub. It was as clear as a trumpet coming up from hell.
The woman trembled and clinged to the wall.
help me It doesn’t matter if it’s god or devil. Please save me. please. Why, why do I have to suffer like this?
footsteps grew louder.
The woman covered my mouth with her palm to contain her crying. Crying, no That man will be angry then.
Because he always had to be in perfect condition.
I lost strength all over my body. Very slowly, choking as if choking. The woman thought with a blank mind.
Anybody please help
I don’t care if it’s a demon. either god or the devil. of this world or not. I don’t want to live this way.
Because anyone, anyone is good. Oh my, I don’t need this kind of love. It’s okay not to be loved… … .
just let it be free please get me out
The door opened.
“My Ophelia.”
By the time the satisfied-looking man entered the room, the silent scream had already vanished in the silence.
The man’s blue eyes were startled.
The woman’s flurry was lighter than the sound of her breathing. The moment their last breath scatters in the air, in an instant, something twinkles from the ceiling.
The man ran into the room and grabbed the woman.
“Ophil, Leah?! Ophelia, breathe! Ophelia!!”
Only the man’s voice was urgent.
Something shone from the ceiling, leaving behind the man who grabbed the skinny woman and screamed urgently behind him.
It was a faint light like the moon in the middle of the day, and then it went out the next moment.
Click, it sounds like an old video tape spinning.
and cancer.
[Bad ending achievement 1/??]* * *
“So you mean to give up on Lady Elodie’s partner?”
“That’s right.”
Casio observed Edmund Gloucester, who had come suddenly.
At first glance, he looked dignified, but in the deepest part of his eyes, he could see anxiety.
Edmund Gloucester began courting the most passionately as soon as he heard a rumor that the young Baron Young-ae, who looked exactly like Ophelia, had moved to Tokyo for his debutant one day in the countryside.
It was not a fault for a gentleman to woo a beautiful lady as soon as it was socializing season.
However, attention was focused here and there as much as Edmund Gloucester, who was one of the three famous men of ‘that’ Ophelia, was courting.
Even if his status was Korean or American, few forces would dare to touch the young Ae, who stayed as the Marquis of Windrose and was protected by the Marquis and Laertes.
Casio Brahmanduff pondered whether to ridicule or pity his old rival who came to him and spoke like that.
Perhaps through the dressing room, Emilia found out that she was now connected to the Brahmanduff family.
But don’t ask about that fact or ask about her, and don’t even think about becoming the cabaret of the lady you love and circulate, Rani, it was a very nonsensical statement.
This socialite season was supposed to be a battlefield for the future of the kingdom in many ways.
The princess, who was living right away, was about to break her silence and debut, and the queen opened her eyes to join hands with a prestigious family who could be the guardian of an 8-year-old prince.
The Duke of Courtney, who has been loyal to the royal family since ancient times, has not been as powerful as it used to be after the greatest disaster that occurred in the estate about 20 years ago.
No, it would have been better if it had stopped at the level of ‘not the same as before’. The kingdom suffered massive damage that year.
Even some wealthy territories suffered close to annihilation.
Originally, some noble families who showed off their noble power could not bear the damage and collapsed.
Holden Beck, Duke Courtney, etc. Among them, the Duke of Courtney was the head of the pro-monarch faction.
However, the damage done to the estates of the Duke of Courtney’s family was greater than that of other families.
Natural disasters, plagues and swarms of insects overlapped. There was no way to revive in the territory where agriculture was the main source of income.
Moreover, the eldest son, who was raised as the heir, was also regularly ill, so he was not in a position to care about matters outside the family.
Thanks to this, the Duke of Courtney neglected all the affairs of the capital and returned to his estate for a long time to live.
On the other hand, the aristocrats, especially some nobles, including Archduke Franz, were equally powerful.
In the past, there were rumors that the royal family had cut off the wrath of the goddess from the time when the king could not see the successor at the height of his age.
Moreover, even in his youth, the king often fell ill from unexplained ailments, and his doctors never showed up.
Even if it was the Gloucester family, the situation wouldn’t be that good, but if it’s a sign of confidence that you can overtake Laertes Hope and become the Lady’s Cavalier… … .
Casio grinned.
“I don’t like it.”
Edmund’s face contorted in an instant. The eyes glaring at Casio were ferocious.
There is no reason to show such hostility to someone who is not even the strongest competitor.
then…….
Casio thought with his cold gray eyes. After all, you were concerned about Emilia.
There was no lie in what he said to Emilia while evaluating Edmund.
Indeed, Casio considered Edmund Gloucester an annoying idiot.
He might be able to sympathize somewhat with his antipathy towards Laertes, but other than that, Edmund didn’t know the extent of anything.
“I think you already had a partner candidate?”
“Are you not a candidate?”
Casio smiled brightly on purpose and swept my blonde hair purple.
Edmund’s blue eyes gleamed wildly.
“In the first place, I don’t know why I should have a quarrel with you over which lady I’m going to escort. Was our friendship so strong and we were asking for our regards from season to season? Oh my, it’s my negligence. It’s a wonder with my stupid head… … .”
“Don’t play in vain!”
Finally, it explodes again.
Casio smiled like a mask.
“Yeah, you don’t seem to understand who you are touching right now.”
So Edmund Gloucester had to figure out why he was angry in the first place.
Do you think Casio Brahmanduff is watching the liver with Emilia and Elodie in the middle?
Or, to touch Edmund Gloucester’s ‘precious’ Elodie?
In the first place, there was the answer to that stupid action.
Explosions when punctured is nothing more than a simple declaration of the correct answer.
Casio Brahmanduff thought with cold eyes.
My lady is becoming popular too late.
I remembered the face of a woman who looked up at her without expression like a dried flower.
When I think about it again, Ophelia and Emilia were a combination that no one could say they looked good on.
A girl with beautiful silver hair hanging down as if it were shining on her own, and a girl sitting next to her like a shadow.
Ophelia is so beautiful that no one can turn away from it once anyone has looked at her.
‘Because the more choices, the better, okay. I’ll give you a choice too.’
“She is, after all, Ophelia herself.”
Casio Brahmanduff’s eyes grew cold.
I could see Edmund Gloucester’s bloodshot eyes, shrieking with excitement, putting aside the seemingly respectful words.
‘Oh my gosh, there’s another idiot here who thinks that everything that glitters is gold.’
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