Chapter 9: 8

The bedroom, which was once in chaos, was cleaned up with the help of the maids. I couldn’t sleep there today because the window was broken.

 

 

 

“Sleep in this room. I know you’re anxious, but I have somewhere to be.”

 

 

 

As if he was worried about me, the Grand Duke left the room with a small candle lit. So that the room left alone is not too dark.

 

“Old lady, come out now. Talk to me.”

 

[Ting…]

 

And as soon as the Grand Duke left the room, I pushed aside my exhaustion and called out the old lady with my eyes wide open.

 

To question her why I didn’t know about this damn incident beforehand.

 

[This, you have to focus in order to foresee the future. What do you want to see when you don’t even try?]

 

“I can’t live with that kind of thing all day long. I called you to tell me another way, and I didn’t call you to listen to such nagging.”

 

What would I do if I accepted the old lady I hated so much and used her power? My life was in danger a while ago.

 

As the old lady said, it’s impossible to live my life only worrying about what is going to happen. I should know how to use my power more reliably.

 

“Let’s just say it’s because it’s rare in reality to have this kind of danger. Tell me how to survive here.”

 

[It’s frustrating… Your mother understands clearly even when I say things roughly…….]

 

“Why are you talking about my mom here?”

 

Besides, it’s all because of someone.

 

If you dropped someone who was living well in a place like this, shouldn’t you take some responsibility at the very least?

 

I never wanted to be Flotty Bevenia. I just wanted to live alone away from people and die quietly.

 

[From the moment you accepted me, I’m you, you’re me]

 

“What nonsense are you talking about?”

 

[Your trust is weak, so your energy is weak. Trust yourself, trust me.]

 

Frustrated, I thought of her words like catching clouds in the air. I didn’t call this old lady to hear such nonsense.

 

“Don’t say it like that and speak clearly. What are you talking about?”

 

[I’m telling you to trust me. What are you saying? This is it!]

 

“Why are you yelling so loud?”

 

I’m already distraught, but she can’t help but talk nonsense.

 

When I grabbed my throbbing head, I remembered that I almost died a while ago.

 

“Does it mean that if I trust you, it will become like an automatic skill or what…”

 

What I need now is not something like that, but a sure way to survive.

 

I can’t live like an oblivious idiot until this old lady warns me like today.

 

“Do you want me to die?”

 

[You have a terrible way of talking]

 

“Otherwise, you wouldn’t let me go to a place like this.”

 

[…….]

 

She said I was the only vessel that could contain her. She seems determined to break such a vessel.

 

As I felt the need for alcohol, unfiltered thoughts were mixed in my head, which became so clear.

 

As soon as I realized that it was the work of the empress, I got angry and said I will move to the capital, but maybe days such as this one will continue from now on.

 

‘Can I make it?’

 

All I can do is stay in the house and fiddle with my phone.

 

I gave up sleeping and moved to the window overlooking the estate. The pretty garden I saw during the day was only lit by street lamps.

 

[You’ll catch them. Your husband isn’t easy.]

 

“I suppose so.”

 

He killed Flotty Bevenia and looked cool.

 

It was very noisy outside the castle, perhaps because of a sudden intruder. There were urgent footsteps and murmurs.

 

I decided to take advantage of the old lady’s silence and use her powers.

 

“Where could he be?”

 

The rat who tried to put an arrow in my head.

 

I could feel the chill in my eyes, which turned a dark gray color. The scene went back to when the arrow hit the wall.

 

And with great speed, I followed the man.

 

 

 

‘Damn it, I failed!’

 

 

 

The apparent culprit made a quick move down a large tree. A black mask covered his face with a slender build and slight stature

 

The man runs away hiding himself through the dark grass to escape the streetlight.

 

He climbed the decorations on the outer walls of the castle.

 

Up?

 

Now?

 

Then he came in through an open window.

 

“Kyaaaahhhh!”

 

The gray scene that followed the man turned into a colored reality. As soon as he put his hand on the window frame, I made eye contact with him.

 

 

 

***

 

 

 

“…Princess Bevenia?”

 

He found me as his target. Outside the castle, knights were everywhere, so he seemed to have chosen to climb the wall.

 

My heart subsided when I saw an intruder trying to crawl into my room with his eyes shining.

 

I pulled out the decorative sword that was decorating the wall across the room.

 

“Ha, I thought I had failed, but here you are.”

 

When I heard the assassin’s shady voice, I clasped the sword in my hands. It’s not a wooden sword. It’s a relief.

 

That’s the guy who tried to kill me.

 

I’ve never killed anyone, but I thought I should use this sword if I didn’t want to lose my life to an assassin.

 

“Did the empress send you?”

 

“You have a lot of questions for a woman who will die soon.”

 

“Don’t change the subject and answer me.”

 

Damn it, damn it.

 

If I had not used my abilities, I would have been unable to survive and would have died immediately.

 

He didn’t seem to have come here knowing I was here, but his reaction speed for someone who had found his target was surprisingly fast.

 

“If I cut your throat and carry it with me, my master will be very pleased.”

 

The assassin took out the dagger hidden in his arms with a fishy laugh. Mine was much bigger, but I don’t know how to handle a sword or anything like that.

 

“I’ll be able to stand next to her officially.”

 

A look crossed the man’s face, which was obscured by the mask. Like a man who’s excited to accomplish a mission.

 

“Well, it’s a waste to kill.”

 

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It’s a shame.

 

The intruder approached me little by little, muttering to himself. My vital point will be aimed at before I could swing my sword.

 

‘What’s the point of knowing the future? I can’t fight.’

 

The Grand Duke’s voice, who said he would catch him, was still heard outside the castle. It will be too late even if I scream.

 

Do I have to survive alone?

 

“Do you think your master will keep you alive?”

 

If I can’t win by fighting, I can draw his attention in another way. I continued, hiding my trembling heart as much as I could.

 

“You know well that a person who does this kind of work is only treated like a hunting dog, right?”

 

The masked man paused for a moment. It’s a word to provoke him, but it’s not a lie.

 

“I am certain that the empress who was praising you in front will order you to be killed as soon as you turn around.”

 

“……What?”

 

“Do you think it’s a lie?”

 

I didn’t shy away from the gaze of the intruder. I was looking at his future with my silver-grey eyes.

 

“You’re talking about all sorts of things before your death. She will reward me. I will be selected as an official escort, not as an assassin like this.”

 

“You’re a dreamer.”

 

Who gives the official position of knight to a wild dog who returns after handling something like this?

 

Listening to the sweet compliment from its owner can make a wild dog who does bad things live a different life.

 

“Your goal is admirable, but you’re too stupid.”

 

“Shut up! Mine is better than your life. You’re the disgrace of your family.”

 

“Yes. You, who grew up in a lowly position without knowing your parents’ faces, caught the eye of the empress and went up to that spot. It’s great.”

 

“What…?”

 

In order to catch the enemy, you must know the enemy.

 

Taking advantage of the prolonged conversation, I used the ability I received from the old lady. The cold energy around my eyes was very uncomfortable no matter how many times I experienced it.

 

 

 

“You punk!”

 

“Can’t you turn it off right away?”

 

“Dirty murderer.”

 

“As expected, the vulgar ones…”

 

 

 

The man’s past passed before my eyes in a short moment, a flash.

 

You lived a poor life, too.

 

A man who was born in a slum without knowing his parents’ faces and went begging. When he grew a bit taller, he killed people to live.

 

 

 

“Don’t touch my sibling.”

 

“Hey, you punk!”

 

“I told you not to touch me.”

 

 

 

The cooking knife in the man’s shining eyes headed toward the abdomen of the middle-aged man in front of him.

 

 

 

“Does your sibling know you’re killing people?”

 

“……what are you?”

 

“You think you’re a good brother. Are you saying that you can kill other people to save your sibling?”

 

“How do you know that?”

 

When the story of his younger sibling came out, the eyes of the assassin went blue. His step stopped and he looked back to me.

 

“I’m asking you how you know!”

 

Bang!

 

Not surprisingly, the assassin grabbed me by the collar and pushed me against the wall. The sharp end of the dagger was pointed at my neck.

 

“Be careful.”

 

“…….”

 

“The sins you have committed will all come back to your sibling.”

 

“Stop talking nonsense!”

 

Angered by my provocation, the assassin gave strength to his hand holding the dagger. My throat soon began to burn and sting.

 

“I’m not talking nonsense.”

 

With my right hand, which held the decorative sword, I pointed it at the man’s neck. It was made of lightweight material, so it wasn’t much of a threat.

 

“Sooner or later, your sibling will get a serious illness.”

 

“Won’t you shut up?”

 

The man acted as if he was about to cut my throat at any moment, but he no longer gave strength to the hand holding the knife.

 

He must be curious.

 

The princess of Bevenia, whom he has never met, knows his past and even knows his sibling’s existence.

 

“Aren’t you curious? If my words are true? What kind of disease will it be? How to cure it?”

 

“Ha, you seem to be completely mistaken. You’d better not think about living off such a dirty joke. Doctors are widespread in the Olan Empire.”

 

The man pushed against me even harder.

 

“I received a lot of money from the empress.”

 

The man would not find a doctor to cure his sibling’s illness. It was a disease that had never before occurred in this empire.

 

“Go to hell with your lies!”

 

The frosty man’s eyes shone once, and he raised his dagger.

 

“You. Don’t regret it.”

 

Looking at the dagger, I foresaw death. I did not take my eyes off the man even in the shadows.

 

I thought of the man who would regret it deeply while thinking of my words one day.

 

 

 

‘What she said… It’s true.’

 

‘Brother…’

 

‘Please, please…. Don’t close your eyes, Izanne.’

 

 

 

Listening to a desperate howl, I almost closed my eyes to face death.

 

“Goodbye, princess.”

 

Die.

 

I’m really about to die.

 

I thought I had survived the damn Grand Duke. There was a real ambush.

 

Will it be less painful if he cuts me with a single stroke of the knife? I hope it ends without pain.

 

What is the old lady thinking? If I die like this, as she said, her vessel will disappear forever.

 

Will she find someone like my mother and wander the world again?

 

“Princess!”

 

Someone reached out to me as I gave up living.

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