The Main Heroines are Trying to Kill Me chapter 299

“Ugh, uh…”

“…..Hmm?”

Deep in the dawn, Isolet, who was sleeping in bed, quietly opened her eyes.

‘What do you mean?’

Because there was a strange noise coming from somewhere.

– Ugh…

Thanks to her, she was slightly nervous and stretched out her hand to the sword she had always put on the bed and slept, then shook her head and smiled.

‘What was it, Frey?’

She thinks as she stretches out to shake off the drowsiness that had been dominating On-Om since she had just woken up.

There is no problem with the cute Frey in his room, neither a ghost nor an assailant.

‘By the way… I think he’s a little weird.’

With that thought in mind, Isolette, who was about to go back to bed, shook her head and began to think about Frey’s anomaly.

It’s because I’ve always had something on my mind.

‘At first, I thought it was simply tempting like the old days… Today, something is different. It’s a strange feeling.’

For some reason, Frey believes in the legend that the ‘Ring of Promise’ that he gave to him has a hypnotic effect.

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Even when he gave out the ring and gave the order to live together with a cute expression, she thought that Frey was showing her lust for her.

So, what should she do when Frey strikes her at dawn and holds out her ring and whispers not to resist?

I was contemplating whether it should be committed with my eyes closed, or if I should honestly say that the ring had no effect.

“Is something bad going on? I’ve been contacting Kania and Irina from a while ago…”

“It’s okay, it’s okay! It’s okay… Just say it’s okay.”

“still…”

“What you want now is my sister.”

“……..”

And, until Frey, who entered the room, whispered that with a desperate expression on her face, Isolet was worried about that.

“Are you already sleeping without even having dinner?”

“I have no appetite.”

“Still, I’m still weak…”

“Good night, sister.”

However, Frey, who entered the room and looked around the room with an anxious expression, quickly covered the futon and just said so.

“Hey, I’ll make you a sandwich…”

“……..”

“this.”

When Frey arrived in the room and gave him the ring with a cute face, it was a disappointment for Isolet, who had just closed her eyes and wanted to do whatever he wanted.

– Tub, Tub…

“Hmm」

She was a little bit obedient to the thought of acting in obedience to the little boy, but after that, she walked around the bed with her back on her back.

– Whoa, whoa…

Carefully stroking Frey’s cheek as he fell asleep.

– Toss and turns, toss…

I tried tossing and turning my hot body next to Frey’s bed, but all that came back was in vain.

“I hope… I’ll just leave it alone…”

Thanks to you, even if I have a slightly sad heart,

It was the woman who cooled herself down in the cot and fell asleep, blaming herself for what she was thinking, where she had abandoned the chivalry and became so lewd.

“Uh, uh…”

“…..?”

It seemed as if the small happenings of the day were over, but Isolet, waking up now, felt something unusual.

“Fray, it’s okay…”

So, just in case, she headed to the bed where Frey was lying with her sword in hand.

“Hey, hey, hey!”

“……!”

Confused, he took a step back.

“Sa, save me… save me…”

Frey, who was trembling with the blanket overturned, was waking up and looking at his side.

“I’m sorry… I’ll be quiet, so please don’t kill me. I’ll be quietly tortured and whatever, so please…”

– Shrek.

“…ah?”

I don’t know why, but when she realizes that his gaze is focused on the sword she is holding in a serious panic state, she hides the sword behind her back.

“Is this nightmare… already over?”

And then, Frey mumbled like that.

“It’s not a dream. This is reality.”

“…!?”

“What’s going on?”

Isolette, unable to watch him, takes his hand and says, and Frey asks with her eyes wide open.

“Who, sister? Are you the real sister?”

“…yes.”

“Hey, that’s a lie.”

However, Frey still steps back with a terrified expression on his face.

“I’ve asked many times… They all said it was my sister… But in the end, you always strangled me…”

“Fray? What is that…”

“Hey, go away. If this isn’t a dream, what’s the sound you’re hearing now!”

Then, as he raises his voice, Isolet tilts her head.

“I can hear screams from all sides. I can hear the voices of people dying and resenting me, the voices of those who cursed and ran towards me… The burning empire, the rotting corpses…”

“Fray?”

As the illusions from the previous episode’s memories continue to invade her mind, Frey’s pale face yells at Isolet, who called her name.

“Aria’s cries fill the room! Enough to realize where the hell you heard it…”

“Calm down, Frey. This is a dream…”

“That was… when my father died…”

“What?”

“Oh, I’m sorry oppa… Aria…”

Then she carefully reached out her hand, but Frey put the blanket back on her and muttered.

“I’m scared… everyone is scared… everything is trying to kill me…”

“……”

“I can’t give up… I have to overcome it somehow… I can’t do it without me… I’m so scared that I can’t breathe…”

Then, Frey stopped muttering, covered his ears, and began to tremble.

– Whoa, whoa…

When he left the mansion a year ago, the hallucinations of his sister’s cry, which he had heard from the carriage he and Kania were riding in, continued to reverberate in his head.

“Eyes… Eyes…”

About when Frey, who had been trembling for a while, mumbled those words.

– Wow…!

Isolette, who could not see Frey like that, hugged him tightly.

“……!”

It was Frey who struggled to get up in the game thanks to this, but as Isolette closed her eyes tightly and continued to hold him, Frey’s struggles began to subside.

“Ha, ha, ha…”

As his movements completely subsided, Frey, who was taking a deep breath, murmured quietly.

“Sister, are you really your sister?”

Isolette nodded silently, and Frey, who quietly buried her face in her arms, asked a question.

“When did I wake up?”

“Just a while ago. Suddenly convulsing, holding him tight and waking him up.”

“…Yes. That’s right.”

Prey nodded, believing Isolet’s words, and then buried her face in her arms.

– Jureuk…

He was still shivering in a cold sweat.

“It’s an order.”

Frey, who was held in Isolette’s arms for a long time and tried to forget the horror she had just experienced, whispered as she pushed the ring into her face.

“From now on, when you’re with me… talk nonsense.”

“…..?”

“The respectful language is too awkward. It’s not like your sister. It’s an order.”

Isolette, who was looking at Frey, nodded, and he whispered again.

“and…”

“…..!!!”

After hearing Frey’s whisper in her ear, Isolette froze hard.

‘Well, that means… Are you telling me to prepare your heart? Frey?’

“I’m sorry, sister…”

Then, as she blushed and muttered inwardly, Frey began to whisper in a hazy voice.

“This is the only way…”

However, Frey could not finish all the whispers and fell asleep again after feeling weary in Isolet’s warm arms.

“……..”

While holding him in her arms and recalling the meaningful remarks he had made earlier, she quietly murmured.

“Okay, you have something. Frey.”

Was Frey always suffering from such tremendous trauma?

I don’t know for sure because I don’t see him sleeping very often, but considering what she saw today, it’s clear that this happened often.

If so, what are the evil deeds he has shown so far?

Front and back didn’t match. Anyway, I thought it was too weird.

Also, it looked like a follow-up was necessary.

and…

“Um, hmm…”

– Parr…

“…frey?”

Isolette, who was blushing as she recalled the words Frey had whispered in her ear, called out his name in a soft voice as Frey, who was in her arms, shook her body again.

“Mom…”

Then he heard the words that Frey spit out, who seemed to be suffering from a nightmare.

“miss you…”

“……..”

Carefully shaking Frey to wake him up, Isolet heard the word choked up, swallowing dry saliva and looking down at him, feeling maternal love.

“Because I just said something…”

Isolette, who looked down at him for such a long time, quickly pulled up the clothes she was wearing and swallowed Frey into her clothes.

Just like at the appointment ceremony a few months ago.

“Ugh.”

“……..”

After a while, Isolet, who was stimulated by a stinging sensation in her chest, unwittingly expelled a rough breath.

“Churp…”

“Oh, that’s right. Good job…”

It was time to prepare my heart and become Frey’s mother for a while before morning came.

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So, the night passed and the morning came.

“…chureup?”

Unlike yesterday, Frey, who was about to go out of the dormitory in a neat school uniform, tilted her head and stole the corners of her mouth when she felt that her mouth was wet.

“…..?”

For some reason, I also felt a sore throat.

“F, Frey. Well then… see you later.”

“…Yes, sister.”

Thanks to him, he had a slightly cryptic expression on his face, and when Isolet, who was rubbing his body in bed with his pajamas on, lowered his eyes, answered in a low voice and left the dormitory scratching his head.

‘I’m scared, I’m scared, I’m scared…’

At the same time, fear struck him.

‘I want to go back…’

He withdrew like a kitten thrown away from his warm mother’s arms, glanced around the dormitory in the back a few times before moving on.

“Ha, I can… I can’t fall here…”

He was trembling with his legs trembling with a frightened expression at the feeling of eyes pouring from all directions, muttering like that with only responsibility.

– Ugh…

Then he looked around and pulled out a cloak from his arms and put it on.

– Tub, Tub…

So, in the early morning when the sun doesn’t even come up, he transforms into a ‘money hero’ and walks down the empty hallway.

“”……?””

Occasionally, he ran into some students, but most of the time he just passed him by tilting his head, perhaps because of the effect of the cloak.

“Whoa…”

Then, feeling relieved and sighing, Frey moved quickly, thinking that she should wear the cloak until the situation gets better.

“…..Well.”

Then, he suddenly stopped and looked around.

[Year 1 – Class A]

Then, Frey, who was staring blankly at the class where he was as the homeroom professor, cautiously entered the class.

“Even if that bastard died, you wouldn’t let me approach this place…”

“Maybe something was hidden?”

Several students were chatting, banging or waving at the school table.

“Isn’t he even hiding a lover? Sometimes during class, he grabs the school table and twitches.”

“Ah, maybe.”

“Still… worth investigating…”

Saying that, the moment when a student reached out to the classroom table.

– Bang!!

“”…….!!!”

Frey, who watched the scene, violently kicked the door of the classroom.

“Whoa.”

Frey, who was wiping the cold sweat from her forehead as she watched the first-year students running out of the classroom with a terrified expression on their face, slowly moved away.

“From today on, I have to be a second-year student… I’ll have to take out Aris soon.”

While muttering like that, Frey was once again examining her plan to save her as a ‘money hero’ and become friends.

“…hmm.”

Soon, he took a deep breath and released the magic circle hanging on the school table.

– Profit…

And after a while, after a week, the drawer under the school table began to open.

“Um… Eup…”

Aris was clinging to the door even though there was a large space behind it that was revealed.

“Eupeup!! Eupeup!!!”

She leaned against the door with her whole body tied up and fell to the floor as the drawer door was wide open.

“…Huh?”

Then, she found someone standing in front of her.

“…..!!!”

Because she respected the hero of money more than anyone else, Aris recognized his identity at once and started looking up at him with trembling eyes.

“Uh, uh…”

For some reason, he was looking down at her with a terrified expression in a cold sweat.

“Eup? Uhb?”

– Sreuk…

“Do, hero of money! Maybe you came to save me…”

Thanks to her, she sat upright looking at him with a mysterious expression, but when the hero of Don loosened the muzzle that had been attached to her mouth, she crawled at him using her knees and asked a question.

“Huh, hey hey profit…!”

“…uh?”

He was still looking at Aris with terrified eyes, but when he fell backwards while screaming in terror, he put on a bewildered expression again.

“Sah, please save me…”

“yes?”

And that expression.

“Mom, only my life… Please save me… Please…”

“Yo, hero…?”

For some reason, when the hero of Don grabbed his left arm and started begging for his life, it began to harden.

“Ah, it hurts… Hee-geuk…”

“……..”

The last appearance of the people he had dealt with so far overlapped with the appearance of the Don’s Hero in panic for some reason.