9. Silvia (5)
“I don’t love you anymore.”
“… … .”
“I hate you.”
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Just like Ian did before, Sylvie gave a troubled smile.
“Sorry.”
wee.
Ian made a face he had never seen before.
It was sad and shocking.
I’ve never seen Ian put on such a heartbroken expression.
Seeing this, Sylvie felt a strange feeling.
As if he were feeling the same way, his heart sank down and he was sad, but he was so happy that his fingertips and lips trembled.
A shiver that started from the danteon wrapped around the whole body.
‘Ian, you were sad because of me… .’
That was proof that Ian loved him and hoped for his love.
Sylvie stimulated him even more, holding back the feeling of pleasure and suppressing his trembling voice.
“So I can’t even apologize.”
I wanted to see that expression again, but Ian nodded calmly.
“… okay. It is not something that can be forced.”
Ian withdrew without a word.
Sylvie passed the time thinking about what he might be thinking by himself.
how sad
how much you will miss me
When will you come back and cling to me?
then what to do then
Will you refuse again?
Will you reluctantly accept it?
Ian needs himself.
So, Ian has no choice but to love himself.
Sylvie was so sure.
Even if he was being a bit harsh, it was all because he loved Ian, so Ian would be fine.
Sylvie waited in a delusion, and Ian didn’t look for her.
By the time Sylvie said she hated him, Ian was confused.
Was it true that she said she loved him?
Is it still like that?
Is this complaint all a twisted expression of love?
Is it right to hurt someone you love so much?
Maybe Sylvie might stop loving him, he thought.
And, Sylvie says that she really stopped loving herself.
Since the method was the same as he did to Sylvie, he thought it was just karma.
Emotions cannot be forced.
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Just because Sylvie loves Ian doesn’t mean you have to wait forever.
Love is not something you do alone.
I loved you yesterday, maybe not today, and hate you tomorrow.
Ian acknowledged the flow.
In the first place, even though their love was certain, the relationship was not ambiguous.
Things that had been put off after the subjugation of the demon lord were only ignited halfway through.
It wasn’t strange that it ended so disappointingly.
day.
Two days.
Weeks passed, and Ian didn’t come back the way he used to.
Sylvie had to wake him up, who was still unconscious.
“Ian.”
“yes.”
“I have someone I like. not you.”
I wanted to see that sad expression again.
He wanted to show that he was still looking for his love.
It was such a beautiful and ecstatic appearance that it made me mistakenly thinking that the reason God bestowed the emotion of sorrow on humans was to show him the Ian of that moment.
But Ian shrugged his eyebrows and nodded.
“okay? That’s great.”
“… … .”
Sylvie’s tears soared.
“Oh, right. Great. He is a much stronger and better person than you.”
“I’m glad.”
“… … .”
Ian said very calmly.
The reaction was too unrealistic.
Is this method wrong?
Sylvie started threatening again, using herself as collateral, just like before.
“Everything annoys me. I just want to die.”
“Why did you save me? You can just let it die.”
“I want to kill everyone and I want to die too. Why should I live?”
“Shall we just overthrow the Pride Empire? I think I can.”
Sylvie gave up on provoking him at some point and just waited.
He thought it was time for Ian to come find him.
While waiting, the delusion that I had been forcibly suppressing only grew bigger.
Ian hates me.
Why do you hate me when you’re nothing without me?
If that’s the case, just leave.
why do you stay
Everything you said you loved me was a lie.
Why did you say that?
Why did you accept my love?
If I die, will you look back at me then?
The inflated delusion was completed with Penny’s intervention.
“Ian has been using you.”
“Do you know how much money is being poured into historical First Party heroes like you? It’s not just a matter of the magic stones you sell.”
“All groups across the empire are eager to support you and help you for free.”
“But Ian has never been like that before. The reason is simple. It’s to keep you from knowing your value. Aren’t all actions partly controlled by Ian? Isn’t Ian hiding a lot from you?”
“To make you subordinate to Ian himself. Even being kind to you is a ploy to appeal to human emotions and tie them down so they can’t leave.”
“There is nothing as clear as the flow of money. If you look at the ledger here… .”
Penny had been arguing with her all along before, but she didn’t believe it.
However, when I listened to it again after Ian and I fell apart, everything fit so perfectly.
Penny’s analysis was horrifyingly detailed.
Even if you said you love yourself.
Even accepting his love.
It was all a lie to use oneself.
Without lying, there is no reason for him to siphon off the money he should have poured into them.
Even that sad expression, maybe he made it because he couldn’t use himself anymore.
To her, money was a tool for survival and the last proof of Ian’s affection.
The other members agreed, so they decided to expel Ian.
But Sylvie didn’t think that Ian would really leave.
‘I can’t be without one, but I’m sure I’ll leave here. never can What are you going to do with the devil and the curse?’
Even if necessary, Ian will cling to the reverse.
Only then did I reluctantly forgive him and try to hug him.
Even though I hate him, I still love him.
“Get out of this party. It is an order.”
“Me, touching us every time we come back from battle… It’s unpleasant.”
I was a little nervous and stuttered, but I was able to help Ian’s expulsion.
In order to deliberately widen the distance, he did not speak friendly words but also used honorific words.
I never disliked the massage given by Ian because it was the time to be most blatantly close to him.
Even after we became far apart, I didn’t miss out on massage.
But I thought it was necessary to lie.
At that time, I did not fully realize the meaning of exile.
bliss close to pleasure.
And, he was full of expectations that Ian would beg and cling to him.
But Ian, he really left.
“uh···?”
The banishment was a kind of punishment.
A punishment to reflect and realize one’s own value.
It was the last step of a plan that Ian wanted to be hurt and reflect on as much as he was hurt.
When Ian sadly apologized, Sylvia forgave everything and hugged Ian, trying to complete their love for each other.
It was the perfect plan.
Even when I saw him leave, although I was anxious, I knew that he would come back missing me.
Or even just because you need a 1st party.
She took Ian’s feelings too lightly and took advantage of them.
Ian couldn’t define his feelings for Sylvia who kicked him out.
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Just, in the second playthrough, her figure passed by.
If he didn’t like it, he would kill him once, the figure where murder was the means of all negotiations.
I believed that it would get better because I saved him from that alley before he was stained with murder.
Is this result a problem of her nature or her own fault?
I didn’t know, so I put it together with the words she used often.
Annoying.
There was a big difference between going astray and severing the relationship completely.
So, Ian decided to dismiss what happened with her as nothing.
From that day on, Sylvia sealed the memories in a hard box inside her heart.
Ian will come back.
Ian won’t leave me.
Ian loves me
Ian can’t do without me.
I forgot all the bad and good memories and waited for Ian to return.
After all that time and distorted emotions, Sylvia came to Magdalen Abbey.
‘What should I say… ?’
At first, I was angry and sad.
But the closer she got, the more joy filled her heart.
‘I’m looking at Ian…’ .’
you can see this
I was excited just for that.
“If you don’t have any business, would you like to go?”
That excitement was mercilessly trampled on.
Only after facing his emotionless gaze, do you realize it belatedly.
‘I’m Ian…’ . I made this… .’
Sylvia killed his feelings.
She brutally crushed the heart of the man she loved and loved.
Only when it was too late, Sylvia pondered over her arrogant mistake.
Samuchi felt as if he would suffocate in regret.
I wish I would have suffocated, but it was more painful because I couldn’t.
guilty.
accumulated regrets.
too, too many
Still, his selfish heart hates Ian.
‘I hate you who look at me with those eyes, as if you are treating inanimate objects… .’
But, more than that.
No, to the extent that the hatred is colorless.
‘I love you even more.’
Still, yes.
Emotions swirl.
I hate it, I love it, I want to kill it, I want to kiss it, I want to die, I want to be hugged, I want to apologize, I want to be forgiven.
I miss the precious relationship between you and me, which may remain in the lost times, to the point where I want to hold onto it even in death.
The box he hid secretly exploded the moment he saw Ian.
‘This is the price of my sins… .’
Sylvia realized.
Until I understand the meaning of the word eternity, I will regret the past and fall in love with Ian.
And a human being who cannot live eternity cannot understand eternity even after a lifetime.
‘Love is not something you do alone… .’
It wasn’t Ian who couldn’t do without an opponent.
It was Sylvia.
It was only now that I saw the departed Ian again that everything was futile without Ian.
*
Ian waited for the two of them to be silent, then took an hourglass from his bosom.
It was 5 minutes long.
“I have work to do and it is time to go to bed soon. If you have a business, I would appreciate it if you could quickly get to the point.”
Sylvia’s blank eyes alternated between the hourglass and Ian.
she knows what it is
When dealing with people, Ian would sometimes set a time limit.
This is to avoid wasting more time than necessary.
In other words, it meant to Ian that dealing with Sylvia and Arya for more than 5 minutes would be a waste of time.
There is no intention whatsoever.
It’s just that when he’s busy, the time he allows for outsiders who come without an appointment is always 5 minutes by default.
So Ian was now quite level.
They were treating each other fairly, no matter what their past relationship was.
Ian wasn’t happy with them, but he didn’t even want to go wild.
I just want them to tell me if there is an issue and leave and do what they have to do.
In the meantime, he will gather the rest of the members and grow the party.
“Ian… .”
Sylvia’s fragile voice called his name very dearly.
Ian’s dry eyes moved to her.