The Count asked again, still in disbelief.
That would be the case, as the loyalty of the House of Jupiter to the royal family was well known.
“Is there any chance that a will can be wrong?”
“Oroz’s prophecies are never wrong. Furthermore, it is impossible to falsely report a prophecy. If you do, Oroz’s master will have to give up his life.”
“So, they were wiped out for treason before the prophecy was fulfilled.”
“No matter how loyal the House of Jupiter is, they would never give up their child. Besides, if you mention the prophecy so rashly, you know what they will do with their power. So you should know that and keep quiet.”
The Marquis put his index finger to his lips in a playful tone.
The Count covered his mouth with his hand, making an exaggerated gesture.
“Yes. Is there any possibility?”
Then he led the Marquis towards the door.
“Then let’s talk about the details somewhere else.”
“I’d like to see that ‘thing’ you mentioned a little while ago.”
The 'it' they were talking about was definitely referring to the child.
“I’ll prepare it right away and show you.”
Bang.
With those words, the two people disappeared.
And when they left, a heavy silence fell over the place they left behind.
“Oroz... prophecy, rebellion... Oroz, prophecy, rebellion.”
The girl, as if possessed by something, continued to recite the words the Marquis had just said.
As if trying to engrave those words deep into her bones.
The girl who had slipped through the glass window stopped in front of her mother, where the men were joking around.
In the face of someone's tragedy, the image of men treating her like an object and assessing her worth was vivid in her mind.
"Mother..."
The girl hugged the glass tube as if she was hugging it.
“My mother...”
Then she kept calling her mother, who didn't answer.
“The pain of having half your body burnt... It must have been very painful.”
The girl begged.
She hopes her mother is already dead before half of her body burns.
Like the calm half of her mother's face.
She hoped it would be a painless death.
The girl's body trembled with no sign of stopping as she questioned her mother's body.
However, the type of tremor has changed slightly.
“Don’t worry about anything anymore.”
The girl's rough breathing gradually became calmer.
“I will show them that Oroz’s prophecy was not wrong.”
At the same time, the small tremors in her body subsided.
The child watched the girl closely.
The girl's eyes were like the calm before a storm or the eye of a fierce storm.
Didn't you say that when you're so angry and resentful, you can't even cry?
All emotions seemed to have dried up in anger.
A deep sense of betrayal towards the Marquis and the Emperor heated up the girl's mind.
“I will pay you back.”
The girl made up her mind.
That she would return the favor to them and their loved ones for what they had done to her.
And that night.
The girl's sealed powers were released.
A frosty night in the middle of winter.
The annex to the estate on the hill was devoured by a fierce fire.
Everything that had been squeezing the girl and the child was burning as if it was about to turn to ashes.
And the girl walking towards him, staggering with her back turned, looked like a flame, the child thought.
It's the kind of thing that feels like it'll burn you if you just get close to it...
The boy who had been staring at the girl quietly asked.
“What did you do?”
The girl, who had been staring into space with unfocused eyes at the child's question, answered.
“I came back after attending the funeral.”
"Funeral?"
The child tilted his head as if he was hearing the word for the first time.
But the girl continued, unwilling to give a definition for the word.
“With the person I love... my funeral. I gave her someone to talk to so she wouldn’t be lonely when she went.”
That would be the case, as the loyalty of the House of Jupiter to the royal family was well known.
“Is there any chance that a will can be wrong?”
“Oroz’s prophecies are never wrong. Furthermore, it is impossible to falsely report a prophecy. If you do, Oroz’s master will have to give up his life.”
“So, they were wiped out for treason before the prophecy was fulfilled.”
“No matter how loyal the House of Jupiter is, they would never give up their child. Besides, if you mention the prophecy so rashly, you know what they will do with their power. So you should know that and keep quiet.”
The Marquis put his index finger to his lips in a playful tone.
The Count covered his mouth with his hand, making an exaggerated gesture.
“Yes. Is there any possibility?”
Then he led the Marquis towards the door.
“Then let’s talk about the details somewhere else.”
“I’d like to see that ‘thing’ you mentioned a little while ago.”
The 'it' they were talking about was definitely referring to the child.
“I’ll prepare it right away and show you.”
Bang.
With those words, the two people disappeared.
And when they left, a heavy silence fell over the place they left behind.
“Oroz... prophecy, rebellion... Oroz, prophecy, rebellion.”
The girl, as if possessed by something, continued to recite the words the Marquis had just said.
As if trying to engrave those words deep into her bones.
The girl who had slipped through the glass window stopped in front of her mother, where the men were joking around.
In the face of someone's tragedy, the image of men treating her like an object and assessing her worth was vivid in her mind.
"Mother..."
The girl hugged the glass tube as if she was hugging it.
“My mother...”
Then she kept calling her mother, who didn't answer.
“The pain of having half your body burnt... It must have been very painful.”
The girl begged.
She hopes her mother is already dead before half of her body burns.
Like the calm half of her mother's face.
She hoped it would be a painless death.
The girl's body trembled with no sign of stopping as she questioned her mother's body.
However, the type of tremor has changed slightly.
“Don’t worry about anything anymore.”
The girl's rough breathing gradually became calmer.
“I will show them that Oroz’s prophecy was not wrong.”
At the same time, the small tremors in her body subsided.
The child watched the girl closely.
The girl's eyes were like the calm before a storm or the eye of a fierce storm.
Didn't you say that when you're so angry and resentful, you can't even cry?
All emotions seemed to have dried up in anger.
A deep sense of betrayal towards the Marquis and the Emperor heated up the girl's mind.
“I will pay you back.”
The girl made up her mind.
That she would return the favor to them and their loved ones for what they had done to her.
And that night.
The girl's sealed powers were released.
***
A frosty night in the middle of winter.
The annex to the estate on the hill was devoured by a fierce fire.
Everything that had been squeezing the girl and the child was burning as if it was about to turn to ashes.
And the girl walking towards him, staggering with her back turned, looked like a flame, the child thought.
It's the kind of thing that feels like it'll burn you if you just get close to it...
The boy who had been staring at the girl quietly asked.
“What did you do?”
The girl, who had been staring into space with unfocused eyes at the child's question, answered.
“I came back after attending the funeral.”
"Funeral?"
The child tilted his head as if he was hearing the word for the first time.
But the girl continued, unwilling to give a definition for the word.
“With the person I love... my funeral. I gave her someone to talk to so she wouldn’t be lonely when she went.”
The girl looked at the child, who was looking up at her with round eyes.
“Do you want a name?”
The boy nodded vigorously at those words. Then, the girl twisted the corners of her lips.
“Carsis.”
“Ca, Carsis?”
“That’s the name of the dog I raised. Do you like it?”
Then, the girl smiled at the child. But it was a little different from the smile she was used to.
At first glance, it seemed like a laugh and a little sad.
“Yes, Carsis... I.”
But the child was just happy that the girl had given him a name, without even knowing what the name meant.
The girl, who had been absentmindedly looking at the child answering brightly, started walking again.
And the child followed after that girl.
However.
“Don't follow me.”
The child's body stopped moving at the girl's refusal.
“We can’t go together.”
Then the child answered hesitantly.
“You promised. We’ll go together.”
“I can’t go with you. Carsis. Instead...”
The girl bent her knees to meet the child's gaze.
“I’ll pick you up sometime. To where you are.”
"...When?"
“I don’t know that either.”
“...”
“Can you wait?”
Hw guess he just has to wait ten nights.
He thought he could wait that long.
"...Huh."
The girl absentmindedly tapped the child's head once and then stepped forward.
Although she stumbled a little, the girl's direction of progress was firm.
After that appearance, the child did not see the girl for a very long time.
***
After the death of the Count, the children in the workhouse were sold and sent to other places.
The place the child was sent to was one of the worst environments.
The only fortunate thing is that with the Count's death, no one knows about the power the child possesses.
Although the child was able to escape what was to come, he still suffered the worst that could happen to a young male slave.
How many years have passed like that?
The innocent child who had been waiting for the girl was already gone.
Only wild animals with the survival instinct to survive remain.
There was no one to call him by the name the girl had given him, so even that name was starting to become vague.
As if on cue, a girl appeared in front of him.
She was elegantly dressed in a white dress and a wide-brimmed hat.
“Hello? Carsis.”
To keep her promise with him.
“I came to pick you up.”
***
A room where the hot heat has disappeared.
In that place where only the sound of regular breathing was quietly echoing, a woman got up with the sound of tossing and turning.
Did the moonlight streaming through the window illuminate the woman's pure white body?
The woman, who was slowly crossing the room with graceful gestures, wrapped herself in the gown that was lying on the floor.
She walked briskly and looked at herself in the mirror.
He began to examine his appearance one by one with an attitude that was too indifferent to have been in a passionate love affair just a moment ago.
Dark green hair reached down to her waist, and eyes were even darker than before.
Everything was the same as before she lost her memory.
Except for one thing.
A gold necklace with a red ruby was visible on her red-stained neck.
Bellona ran her fingers down the necklace, which felt a little odd.
“Reventia.”
This necklace, which she had been searching for so desperately, was the last resort to save her from losing her memory as a side effect of her power.
“Now, if I just have this...”
There was no need to mix bodies with Carsis anymore.
As long as she has this necklace, she doesn't have to pay any price after using her power.
'Even if it means killing people.'
She thought back to the savages she had killed a few days ago.
The words of those who killed each other with a single command.
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