ICTV - Chapter 70
I changed The Villain
The reason Violet can say this is because she doesn't know who he loves now. If she knew who he was thinking about right now, she would probably say he was crazy. But he couldn't help but be tempted.
What if that statement isn't wrong? What if everything that happened so far wasn’t a coincidence?
A faint hope arose. No, in this situation, can we even dare to call this hope?
Edgar was filled with deep doubts.
Edgar knows how noble hope is. No matter how difficult the situation is, hope is something that shines consistently, hoping that tomorrow will be a little different.
However, the feelings that are welling up in his heart right now are not noble at all, nor do they shine dazzlingly. Quite the contrary. It's as sticky as mud and extremely dirty.
What happened? Why? Since when?
Edgar spat out with difficulty.
“Obviously I am the one thinking right now, and I am the one making the conclusion, but today I feel unfamiliar like I am seeing you for the first time.”
He's so confused. The woman looked at Edgar with a shocked expression on her face, a shadow of despair spread over it. Edgar asked lamentably.
“Violet. What should I do?”
In response to that question, the heroine of 'Do You Know Your Flower' and, according to the original work, Violet, who was destined to meet Edgar, sighed.
“Where did you hear what I said until now? Just confess it."
***
Sometimes he dreams. A dream of walking through a field full of roses.
The sky is extremely dark, as if heavy rain is about to fall at any moment, and somewhere. A strong wind blew. But Belial, as always, stepped forward without hesitation. Because no one in the world could harm him.
There was a saying going around in the world that if you truly wanted to overthrow Duke Belial Le Serenity, you should not train but just go to the temple and pray. This meant that rather than becoming strong enough to overcome Belial, it was more likely that the God who answered his earnest prayers would personally descend to earth and grant his wish.
That's how much the world knew about Belial's strength. A strong person can have wealth and fame. It was natural for Belial, the strongest, to hold everything. Countless people were crushed under his feet and cried out, asking if they were afraid of what would happen later, but Belial did not even look at them.
Because he wasn't really afraid. Belial could move anywhere without hesitation.
Who would dare to break him down?
A statement that would have been criticized as arrogant if it had been made by someone else, It has become a truth that no one can deny.
Belial thought that he would live without any fear in the future, in a high place that no one could reach.
But just then, the wind blew once more. The wind became less merciful than before, and rose petals were flying along with Belial's hair.
Belial had no choice but to reflexively close his eyes. Belial, who waited until the wind calmed down and opened his eyes, couldn't help but wonder. For sure, something appeared in a field where there were only roses. Belial slowly approached it.
It was a coffin. Belial looked into the coffin as if possessed. A woman was lying down, wearing a black dress and covering her face with a black veil. Belial's hand touched the woman's cheek. It was cold. He couldn't feel even the slightest warmth.
Belial, who had been caressing her cheek for a while, lifted her veil this time. The woman's face was fully revealed. No, he can call this complete peel?
What happens when you lift the veil?
The woman's eyes were closed, so he couldn't see what kind of look she could make, and her petal-like lips were tightly closed, so he couldn't tell what words she could say.
It was the moment when it was revealed that there was something that even the Belial of the world could not know. That fact may have been unpleasant, but Belial looked into that face as if fascinated.
Perhaps because of the joy of finally getting what she wanted, the woman had a calm expression on her lips.
She even had a smile on her face. Is it because that smile was so beautiful and peaceful?
It was a time when Belial could not take his eyes off the woman.
A drop of cold water fell on Belial's head. At the same time, a realization penetrated Belial's brain. Belial's face froze as if he had never been so calm. Belial hurriedly placed his hand on the woman's cheek again. It was still cold. Belial's mouth slowly opened.
Ahhh.
Both knees were bent awkwardly. Belial sat down in front of the coffin and cried. With no blood or tears, he cried until he was hoarse like an animal. Until a field full of roses was submerged beneath the water due to heavy rain.
“Duke?”
Someone knocked on the door. Belial's eyes slowly opened. There was a mountain of documents piled up on the desk. Belial sat down in his chair and rubbed his eyes with his fingers.
“Is this a dream again today?”
During the two days, he overexerted himself and only got some sleep. There is no time to let down his guard. Belial gave an order while holding the quill again.
"Come in."
The person who came in was none other than James, the butler.
“Your face hasn’t gotten any better lately.”
“If you don’t have anything to do, can you leave?”
“How about taking a break and having a cup of tea?”
Belial doesn't even look at James. Instead of answering, he said no.
“A really nice rose petal tea came back as a gift.”
"So?"
"Yes. Apparently, since you announced your engagement to her, the only gifts you've received are roses."
“Don’t even mention Rose until she gets here.”
Belial spat out as if chewing.
“Because I’m so sick of it.”
Belial frowned again.
While they were talking, James asked.
“What on earth does she mean to the Duke?”
Instead of answering, Belial just waved his hand. It meant to get out quickly.
James had no choice but to go out onto the road.
An empty vase caught Belial's eye. Originally, it was supposed to be filled with roses, but they had been put away a long time ago as soon as Rose left on her trip. Belial sighed.
A long time.
After taking care of this today, he'll go to the training ground and at least swing his sword. Anyway, what does Rose mean to him?
Belial muttered.
“Isn’t that obvious?”
She told him…
Knock, someone knocked on the door again. What happened again?
Belial spoke in a somewhat nervous tone.
“What happened again?”
“No matter how much I think about it, I think you should drink the rose petal tea that came in today."
“I certainly wouldn’t have told you not to even mention Rose until she got here.”
Bang.
Belial put down his quill loudly.
“I don’t even want to hear the word rose.”
“Don’t you like these roses too?”
"What?"
James opened the door fully. The woman who had been standing without presence behind James came forward. Belial's breathing stopped for a moment. Inside the coffin...
This is because she appeared to overlap with the woman who was lying on the floor. Belial closed his eyes once and then opened them. Then she appeared.
A lovely woman who has nothing in common with that woman. The woman was standing holding a bouquet of roses.
“I’ve been there, Belial.”
Two eyes shining like emeralds, a calm voice flowing from your lips. Rose was wearing a white dress and a hat decorated with a short veil.
Belial's body suddenly lost strength.
Rose looked at Belial, and Belial also looked at Rose. After looking at each other in silence for a while, Belial hurriedly got up from his seat.
“I meant that I don’t want to hear it because I miss you.”
"I know."
“Please don’t misunderstand, Rose."
“I know.”
James looked at Belial with a smile as he quickly changed from a wolf to a large dog. He looked at it and cleared his throat.
“I will prepare rose petal tea and refreshments, and I hope you have a good time.”
James bowed and walked away politely.
When they were alone, Belial placed his hand on Rose's cheek as if he had been waiting. Rose put down the bouquet of flowers on the table and looked at Belial with curious eyes.
"What's wrong?"
It was warm. Belial knows what emotions he is feeling right now.
Relief? Either that or else.
“No. You’re so….”
Disappointment? Belial, who was trailing off his words, raised the corners of his mouth.
“Because it's lovely.”
With those words, Belial grabbed Rose's cheeks and massaged them. Rose remained silent and then suddenly raised her hands.
Rose's hand also touched Belial's cheek. Belial's body stopped as if he had pressed pause. Rose still had an expressionless face, and Belial said while holding his cheek with both hands.
“It’s unfair to stay still.”
With those words, Rose massaged Belial's cheek really casually. Only after Belial's cheek was lifted did Rose lower her hand. And whispered.
“I really missed you during my trip.”
Is it a dream?
No, there is no way he could have had such a good dream. Belial thought like that and looked at Rose. Rose was still looking at him with kind eyes.
Those eyes were so unfamiliar that Belial felt sick to his stomach. Even in his dreams, Rose had never looked at him like this.
“I have something I want to say to you. My baby wolf.”
“… Every time I heard that, I always wanted to ask, where is this big baby wolf?”
But Belial soon came to his senses and tried to put on his thin mask again. At first, it was for Rose, but soon he started wearing it in front of others as well. But he can't even put on that mask.
Rose said before.
“Wouldn’t it be okay if it grew like this because it’s still adorable?”
Belial's face turned red. He tried to speak calmly.
“I love you more.”
"No. I love you several times more.”
"No. In my eyes, you are better.”
“Everyone in the world thinks like me. Stop being stubborn and just admit it.”
“What would I do if there was even one person who didn’t think that way?”
“I will personally teach you why you are lovable.”
Just like that, the two wasted 10 very precious minutes in a meaningless fight.
But she didn't think it was a waste of time or anything like that. The trip was fun, but these times were also quite enjoyable. In the past, it would never have been as fun as it is now.
Rose palmed her chest. Her heart was beating a little faster than usual. Rose was strongly convinced.
She can do it now.
***
The empty vase was filled with roses again.
Belial, who was staring at the vase endlessly, asked.
“How was your trip?”
Instead of answering, Rose made a face. Belial was impressed by her face, whose complexion had improved noticeably.
“It must have been really nice.”
"Yes. Before I left, I was worried about whether I would be able to enjoy it properly because everything was in my head, but when I arrived, I realized I was such a fool for worrying about it. From some point on, I was truly enjoying it.”
“I didn’t know that the Lovenica Festival would be such a fun festival. Anyway, I was really surprised.”
Belial cut the cake himself and presented it to Rose.
“You came to see me first as soon as you got back from your trip. I thought you would definitely avoid me for a while.”
“I tried to do that.”
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