Incompatible Interspecies Wives chapter 153

153 – Wind of Change (2)

There was nothing Ner could do for Berg.

After the wait that seemed like a lifetime ended, it was the same as I lay in bed with him.

Berg closed his eyes and slept soundly without saying a word.

He did not secretly wipe away tears or sigh.

Ner could do nothing but be by his side.

All I could do was clasp his hands and feel the pain with him.

The funeral continued the next day.

The departed members lie down comfortably on the pieces of wood piled up.

Ner choked up as he watched Berg silently endure all of this.

I couldn’t figure out why I kept crying instead.

It was difficult to see Berg’s expressionless expression.

I wanted to comfort him and be someone he could rely on…But I couldn’t.

Berg was always a pillar of support for me when I was having a hard time.

Fight with his brothers. Increases your reputation in the territory. Praise the tail. Fight against those who criticize you. Tell me it’s beautiful…

Ner healed all of his pain through Berg.

So now was the moment to return the favor, but Berg was not showing any weakness.

Berg lifted Director Adam one last time and placed him on the dressing table.

“…”

Berg looks at Adam lying down for a long time.

Ner didn’t seem to understand Berg’s feelings at all.

How painful and difficult it must be.

How painful it must be to lose someone you depend on.

She wiped away tears again and then hardened her expression for Berg as well.

If she shed tears next to her, Berg would also have a harder time.

So Ner, along with Arwin, stayed by Berg’s side during the funeral ceremony.

Berg watched in silence as the dressing table burned louder than ever.

Even though endless chanting continued around him, Berg remained still.

It wasn’t that he didn’t look sick.

It felt like I was just putting off the pain and enduring it.

Ner planned to hug Berg and pat him on the back if he started to cry.

She also couldn’t hold back her tears from that moment… But she still wanted to do it for Berg.

“…”

Then Berg seemed to remember something, his eyes turning red. Tears welled up on his expressionless face, and he let out a long sigh.

That’s how Berg looked at the large fire that lasted for several hours.

****

I buried Brother Adam’s ashes in the ground.

The last layer of dirt was placed on his graveside.

The tombstone that the crew rescued is erected next to it.

The epitaph was still empty.

Only the words ‘Adam, sleep here.’ Are simply written.

If he hadn’t learned from Arwin, he wouldn’t have been able to read even this.

I stood still in front of Adam’s brother’s tombstone.

Baran comes to the side and asks.

“…The epitaph is…”

“……………………….”

I couldn’t answer.

Nothing came to mind.

I still couldn’t accept this breakup.

Did I ever think that Adam, who was stronger than me, would leave like this?

“…You decide.”

I said that to Baran, but Ner caught me from behind.

“…..”

Her eyes are still bright.

Ner swallowed his saliva once and spoke to me.

“….No, Berg. “You must suggest the epitaph…”

I shook my head and answered.

“…I can’t think of anything.”

Arwin also helped from the side.

“Even if it takes time, you have to do it. Only then…Captain Adam will be happy too.”

“…….”

Baran also said those words to me.

“…I think so too, vice-captain. Even if it has to be left empty… The vice-captain will decide.”

I looked down at my brother Adam’s tombstone.

‘Adam, sleep here.’

I gritted my teeth and closed my eyes.

Then, he nodded.

****

Ner worked hard for the Red Flames from the next moment.

In addition to the dead, there were endless injuries.

In a way, it was natural that she, who had the most medical knowledge in Stockfin, had to run around here and there.

In that process, the book containing her medical knowledge given by her saint was very helpful.

A book containing diverse knowledge from various races.

Combined with Ner’s knowledge, it was quite useful.

After Ner first learned of the relationship between Berg and the saint, this book made him feel uncomfortable for a while, but right now, there was no book more useful than this.

Perhaps several crew members were able to avoid serious aftereffects due to the existence of this book.

Ner worked harder because he didn’t want Berg to suffer more.

If he lost more people here, he would be hurt.

Berg was pushed to his limit.

I knew that even when I saw it from the side.

She says that it was she who could support him now.

“Aaaaah!!!”

Ner shouts as he calms down the screaming members.

“Hold on… Just a little bit longer…!”

Cutting out her rotting flesh, she controlled her heart.

If it were normal, it would have been a sight that would have made me nauseous.

But I was able to endure even this because I thought it was for Berg.

After helping the injured for a while, she returned to her home.

After a busy day, it was already evening.

When I came out after washing my blood-soaked body, I found Berg resting dazedly in the living room.

“…”

Ner looks at him and says.

“…I’ll go for a walk and come back.”

And then he left home.

There was no other intention.

I did this to lead Berg outside.

He did this because he wanted to catch his breath outside.

Ner sits outside like that.

She sighed in a place where Berg could not be seen.

“…Haa…”

I tried hard for Berg all day, but I felt like I couldn’t help him like this.

She looked down at her hands and thought.

How on earth can I become his strength?

“…”

It wasn’t that I didn’t have any thoughts at all.

The child Berg talked about before leaving.

If we had a relationship, wouldn’t it be able to help us?

Ner placed his hand on my lower abdomen.

And then he lets out a short sigh.

It was a ridiculous story right now.

Such a suggestion would be rather insulting to Berg, who is struggling with the grief of losing Adam.

Rather, her job was to help make this process go more smoothly.

So, Ner opened the book he brought with him.

A book containing medical knowledge given by a saint.

For now, it was right to take care of the injured members of the Red Flames.

So, what I was saying was that I had to study right now.

Put aside your difficult feelings and continue to fill your head with new knowledge.

Dwarves’ treatment. Disinfection method.

Lizardman’s treatment method. Narcosis.

Elves’ extrusion method. Medicines, poisons, etc…

As I was flipping through the book, Ner’s eyes became fixed on one piece of information.

“…………………………..?”

Ner blinks and confirms the information.

“…Huh?”

I had to reread it a couple of times because I couldn’t believe my eyes.

Information written in a different handwriting than usual.

She read the information into her mind.

‘Mel’s Tears’.

From noble mtl dot com

A harsh poison used by elf trackers.

It is said that it is very difficult to obtain, and not many people know about it.

“…”

Ner’s thoughts harden for a moment.

She didn’t know why at this moment… She remembered the vial of Arwin’s medicine that she had hidden.

But as she continues her reading… All the information somehow seems similar.

It is said to be a colorless and odorless poison.

Ner remembered opening the vial and smelling her scent. She had no smell or color.

Mel’s tears, she said, have no effect whatsoever if she uses them alone… But when combined with Bardi liquor, they become a poison from which she can never avoid death.

A few days later, he was said to have died quietly without any evidence.

Bardi alcohol.

It was said that it was the first alcohol that Arwin gave to Berg.

Even now, this is the alcohol that Arwin brings to Berg.

Ner remembered the image of Arwin pouring Bardi drinks for Berg.

Now Bardi has become Berg’s favorite drink.

“……”

All the stories Arwin had told him since their first meeting lingered in Ner’s head.

-Tuk….

Ner had lost sight of the book without realizing it and was frozen still.

-Park!

Ner got up from his seat in an instant and ran away.

I ran with all my might towards the house.

“Haa…Haa…”

-Boom!

Opening the door as if it were going to explode, she headed into her house.

Berg is surprised to see her like that and asks.

“What’s wrong, Ner?”

“…”

Ner said, looking at Berg’s distressed expression.

“…Oh…No.”

Then she shook her head and walked away.

I couldn’t say anything right away.

She checks that Arwin is not around and heads to her warehouse.

Swallowing her saliva, she tried to find her hidden medicine bottle.

Her hand quickly found the medicine bottle.

It wasn’t difficult.

A vial of medicine held in her hand.

It is still sparkling clear and transparent.

“…………..”

Maybe, maybe that’s right.

But given the circumstances, it has no choice but to be so.

This could only be ‘Mel’s tears.’

It was Arwin who wanted Berg dead.

She was a woman who longed for her freedom from Berg.

A poison that only elves have.

Arwin is a noblewoman, so she would have been able to obtain it without difficulty.

I heard that only when Berg dies a natural death will Arwin gain her freedom.

It is said that Mel’s tears provide a more natural death than any other death.

Mel’s tears were a poison that had to be mixed with Bardi alcohol…Berg was now only drinking Bardi alcohol.

“…Haa….Haa…Ah…”

Ner’s breath trembles and leaves her body.

Her body felt cold.

Her heart could not have trembled more than this knowing that Arwin was trying to take Berg’s life.

It is said that she may not have been holding a funeral for only the members of the crew.

The story was that Ner might also hold Berg’s funeral at some point.

Everything was so sudden that it was hard to accept.

Another piece of information is added to this confusing situation.

At the same time…I feel anger as if my head is burning.

Berg was my only ally.

Berg, my hero and loved one.

Berg, who will be her husband for the rest of her life and the father of her children.

The story was that I almost lost Berg to this elf.

I already knew that long-lived servants take the lives of short-lived servants lightly, but I never thought it would be to this extent.

Ner could not hold back his anger that threatened to explode, so he grabbed the vial and headed outside.

I tried to stop miscellaneous thoughts.

-Thump…Thud…Thud…

I feel uncomfortable the whole time I walk.

I’m afraid of how embarrassing the story will be again.

But it was something that had to be done, something that had to happen.

I wish it wasn’t Mel’s tears that were in this vial.

She rather hoped that this was all an illusion.

…But if these aren’t Mel’s tears, what are they?

What on earth was this that Arwin secretly hid in his luggage box?

“Berg.”

So Ner called Berg with a trembling heart.

“…….”

Berg turns his head.

“…Ner?”

“…………………………………”

When he looked into Berg’s eyes… Ner froze.

Berg was looking very tired.

That strong man was in such pain.

Berg asked with a difficult smile.

“…What’s wrong, Ner? “You seem strangely in a hurry since a while ago.”

Ner thinks he is holding a poison bottle.

How much pain will he feel if I tell him this?

Ner knew that Berg had feelings for Arwin.

That’s why Berg embraced Arwin even though he had talked behind Arwin’s back before.

Ner continued to think.

What is for Berg?

Should he tell him the cruel truth… Or should he move on like this?

………….Now, perhaps even polygamy would be abolished.

If Bardi did not drink alcohol, Berg would not be in danger.

Arwin longed for freedom all his life.

Since Arwin was leaving soon, he thought it might not be a good idea not to talk about this.

It might have been better to let Berg break up with Arwin without knowing.

The judgment was quick.

Ner whispered, hiding the medicine bottle behind his body.

“…Let’s go for a walk, Berg.”

“…”

“I saw earlier that the weather was really nice.”

Berg smiled at that story with difficulty.

“….Is that so?”

Ner looked at that smile and burst into forced laughter.