IDEFYEM - Chapter 93
Black Man, I'll Do Everything For You Except Marriage!
"What did you do to the Lady!"
Sarah, who stopped Raphael, was momentarily startled when she saw his blue eyes spinning around. But she didn't hesitate any longer and checked Enrica's condition.
There was still a weak breath, but it seemed like it would go out at any moment.
If she calls the doctor, it will be late.
Sarah looked around her with anxious eyes and then let out a stifled moan.
Soon, black flame-like magic bloomed from her fingertips.
"...Are you a warlock?"
Sarah nodded and stretched her magic like a long thread to wrap Enrica.
Even though it was scared of him, it seemed like it didn't intend to harm Enrica as it blocked his way. Raphael left Sarah alone with little hope.
In fact, it was also because he knew that there was no other way.
"I think she took nedracon juice."
As he spoke to Sarah, her eyelids drooped in frustration.
It was a highly poisonous weed for which no suitable antidote had yet been discovered.
"I was always looking at you."
Sarah bit her trembling lower lip and used her magic power into Enrica's throat as if trying to induce vomiting.
"I wanted to talk to you and protect you. But I... I was so scared...."
But the more she looked at the situation, the clearer it became. The poison had already spread so much that there was no way to do anything about it.
"You were Enrica's maid."
At that time, Raphael asked in an unusually calm and low voice.
"It's already too late. I can't use my hands...."
In a trembling voice, Sarah relayed the information he might want to hear.
"Cast black magic. I'll pay whatever the price is."
However, what Sarah said next was something Sarah never expected.
"Are you a moron?"
A laugh burst from Sarah's mouth. She thought it was the typical aristocratic arrogance to believe that everything could be solved with money.
"I guess so. Being a master of black magic is nothing you can imagine."
"Yes! I know."
Despite the bitter tone, Raphael's expression did not change one bit.
"My heart, my life, my soul. You can take whatever you want. I say this from the bottom of my heart."
Only then did the corners of Sarah's mouth stiffen.
She seemed to be thinking for a moment but eventually whispered to herself.
"I can't make something I regret again..."
Sara, with wide eyes, as if she had made a firm decision, took the first step.
"Come on!"
She couldn't cast black magic in a hallway where I didn't know who might walk in at any time.
What caught her eye at that time was the bedroom that Raphael had left the door open and left.
They quickly moved back to the bedroom. Sarah snatched up the quill that was lying on the table and began drawing a large magic circle on the floor.
"You have to keep talking. Don't let your breath run out!"
Sarah shouted in an urgent voice to Rafael, who had laid Enrica on the bed. Then Raphael immediately poured out words with a pale face covered in cold sweat.
"It will be okay. Don't worry."
"..."
"You just want life. I will take care of the rest."
Red blood began to flow back from Enrica's mouth. Raphael, who eventually closed his eyes at that sight, muttered continuously.
"So hold on just a little longer. Just give me a moment...."
Why on earth do you have such earnest eyes?
I am not worth sacrificing my heart or life for.
Please don't...
But the mouth never opens. Then Sarah shouted, drawing her magic circle with wondrous speed.
"Lay her down there!"
***
At that time, Enrica, was not the original but the real me. It was a state of confusion.
But isn't this too far from the 'original content?
In the original, Raphael murders his bride on the first night as a ploy to frame other nobles attending the reception.
And he meets Sarah the only witness, a warlock, and joins hands.
Although the main story of the incident was similar, the detailed circumstances were completely different.
'Is this an illusion created by black magic? If not, then....'
Meanwhile, Raphael picked up Enrica and placed her in the middle of the magic circle.
As Sarah told him, he bit his fingertip and drew eight drops of blood.
"Now, set a target for your black magic. You only get one chance, so think carefully."
Countless thoughts passed through Raphael's mind.
In comparison, the worries were short-lived. Raphael soon spoke in concise sentences.
"... Happiness."
The man's voice seemed to have all the power in the world. Unlike the abstract content, it was a voice full of confidence and at the same time desperate.
"I wish her happiness."
As soon as he finished speaking, Sarah began to recite the spell. The magic circle flashed a dazzling light once and then disappeared.
Suddenly, a book fell in the very center of the room.
After a silence mixed with heavy tension, the book opened on its own.
[You will receive a terrible curse.]
Letters began to be written on the blank, blank paper.
[You probably don't have what everyone has. Born in the humblest place, you will be despised and suffer.]
A hot flame in the shape of a letter passed across Raphael's chest. Although he must have been in considerable pain, his expression did not change.
[The woman you love will fear and despise your name. When she meets your gaze, she shudders, and when she hears your voice, she trembles with fear.]
[You will also forget everything and only your heart will beat remembering this feeling.]
Raphael's gaze was firm and unwavering even after seeing the content of the text stretching out as if it were a warning.
"Does not matter."
That voice rang clearly in my ear.
While I was inside Enrica's body. I blinked once.
As I lay on the floor and my vision faded, the large bedroom window came into view. Above the night sky, the moon shrouded in darkness was visible.
... The moon shrouded in darkness?
That's the title of the novel, the original version of this world I entered.
But have I really ever read a novel like that?
[The woman you love will fear and despise your name.]
The moment I thought about the words in the book again, I got goosebumps on the back of my neck.
The broken and scattered pieces of memory began to return to their original places one by one.
'I've never been someone else.'
If Raphael hadn't sacrificed his heart, Enrica Wintersoar would have died on the cold floor.
That was my real life.
My head felt like it was going to explode. Memories I had forgotten until now poured out.
As soon as I manifested his magical powers, I began to be exploited by the Duke.
One day when I felt so bored with life, I secretly went out and got some poison.
And because I thought that an even worse nightmare would unfold in the future, I ended up swallowing poison on the first night of my wedding.
These were all experiences that I, Enrica Wintersoar, had in a past life.
'My memories were manipulated by black magic that feeds on human misfortune...!'
People who only knew their names turned into characters from the original work and were given completely different personalities.
Raphael, who saved my life, has turned into a killer that I need to avoid more than anyone else.
I froze in shock as I realized something that could change my entire life.
Black magic granted Raphael's wish by turning back time.
So Raphael was born again without a heart and lived a difficult life and I lost all my memories.
I tried to run away from him.
My heart sank as I imagined the future that might have come true.
I remembered what was written in the book when I cast the black magic for Raphael.
[Rule: You cannot use the same spell twice. Go back.]
Since both Raphael and I asked Sarah to do some dark magic...
The moment I realized everything, the scenery in front of me stopped.
"..."
In the frozen time, only I could blink my eyes and move my hands.
If I hadn't touched the black magic book in this life if I hadn't thrown myself into it at the last moment when the book closed.
Maybe I could have lived my whole life without knowing this fact.
I slowly got up from where I was lying on the magic circle.
In terms of experience. I felt a bit lost because it was my first time moving in a few months.
After falling and getting up again and again, I went to Raphael.
I walked up to him, who was as frozen as a statue, holding his breath, and shook his shoulder.
"Raphael, wake up."
"..."
"Now I know everything. I finally realized it. Raphael, I...."
My voice gradually became consumed by crying.
"I'll put it back where it belongs. Everything, including your heart."
I hugged him tightly. As expected, I still felt the warmth.
I will definitely restore this temperature to him in this life. I made up my mind.
As I was hugging Raphael and crying for a while, someone called me.
“Enrica.”
At first, I thought I heard it wrong, but the voice got louder.
“Enrica!”
When I turned my head, I saw a person moving in a world where everything had stopped.
No, I guess it's okay to say it's a person.
"Vermont?"
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