713 – 8. Last Words (87)
How soon will it be our reunion?
It wasn’t a very long separation. Haven’t you had a glimpse of it while confronting ‘me’ from the future?
However, her woman’s mood had changed quite a bit.
A mischievous impression still remained. But if you see that benevolent smile, no one will think of the word ‘bad boy’. Rather, it was because the expression ‘saint’ was more appropriate.
That was the reason I hesitated for a moment.
I was confused about how to deal with it.
Until now, I had been treated like a child. She was so mean to me that I even grabbed her head, but I never thought she would suddenly grow up and appear in front of me.
As a fully grown woman, she did not seem like someone who could be treated carelessly.
Beauty, atmosphere, even small gestures.
She was a woman who was like a work of art. Because admiration is usually accompanied by awe.
In fact, the person in charge seemed unconcerned.
“hehehe, are you surprised?”
It was a tone of light playfulness. Nevertheless, the benevolent tone did not change, so I suddenly remembered the name of one person.
It was a natural step to inadvertently say that name.
“…… Emma?”
“It was called that at one time.”
It was an agreement without hesitation.
The woman began her self-introduction like that, as if she had no intention of denying it in the first place.
“On the one hand, she was a senior researcher of the Eternal Life School, the high priestess of Omeros, and a false god made from the ‘Philosopher’s Stone.'”
Each of the identities was a dizzying story.
If you know the circumstances, it means that he was a traitor to the Eternal Life School, one of the highest ranking executives of the Dark Church, and a thief who stole the ‘Philosopher’s Stone’.
At least it wasn’t an identity that could be revealed in a light-hearted manner like now.
So she would have said ‘once upon a time’.
I kept asking the questions that came to mind.
“Then what now?”
“Well.”
A mysterious smile, the woman said.
“If we really have to be honest, should we call it the ‘first offering’? To be more precise, we should probably call it a trace.”
“Why did you need my help?”
The woman’s countenance did not waver even though the questions continued without hesitation.
On the contrary, I don’t know if my voice is starting to gain more and more power.
Now I was about to find the answer to the riddle. As a party who had entered into a contract of unknown meaning, there was no way I would not have any lingering doubts. It would be weirder if he wasn’t excited.
Therefore, I had no choice but to continue the question and answer.
“You can do anything, right? Because it is an ‘all-purpose material’. But why did you come to me on purpose…… ?”
“I can’t.”
A short answer.
I was momentarily at a loss for words at that firm tone. Without missing the opportunity, the woman took back control of the conversation.
“I can’t save it myself.”
“Who?”
“The man I love.”
It was obvious who it was. Because I was also the one who heard her man’s memories.
When I thought about it, a memory suddenly passed by my ear.
Elsie senior and Eunseongnyeo from the future.
Did the two also say that they would take good care of her man?
It was absurd. I can’t even cut off the man’s collar right now, so what can I do?
The question eventually became another question.
“Who is saving whom? There seems to be a misunderstanding, but I’m not at that level yet. The one who is still overwhelmingly stronger is that human… ….”
“Because you are ‘Ian Perkus.'”
A declaration without hesitation blocks my speech.
It was a firm tone that revealed strong faith. As if to tell me that counterarguments are useless.
It was difficult for me to understand the origin of that confidence, so I kept my mouth shut for a moment. As I look at the woman in silence, a low voice soon rings out.
“Now I’m just a hurt to that man that I want to forget…” That’s probably why it remained as small as a fragment.”
I wanted to forget, La.
I wanted to say something, but decided to hold back for now. Because she seemed to have a lot of stories she wanted to tell, too.
“Still, I was happy. “Isn’t it a blessing to be a part of the man you love and to be able to watch him throughout his life?”
It was at that point that a laugh burst out of my mouth as I tried to remain silent.
A brief sentiment came out of my mouth.
“No, it’s shady.”
“Is that so?”
Ahahahaha, I avoid it with an awkward smile.
It was a snarky response. Furthermore, it was also a side that could not be seen in the good-natured ‘Emma’.
I once again realized that no matter how ‘Emma’ she is, there are differences between the two. Or, maybe there is a different nature to Emma that I don’t know about.
It wasn’t a problem worth worrying about now.
“Anyway, it was okay at first. But after a while, I realized it.”
“What?”
“The fact that my will became a curse.”
Reminds me of the woman’s final moments.
It was still vivid when I closed my eyes. A man who cries and a woman who calmly continues her conversation.
In order to save the ‘I’ from her future, the woman offered herself as a sacrifice. Perhaps, what she demanded in return was.
“‘Save the world.'”
It was like that. It was not just a mission entrusted to women.
Before that, and after that.
The man must have heard such words. Nevertheless, it cannot be denied that the woman’s request provided her man with one of her decisive motivations.
From that day on, men became machines.
Efficiency, choice, sacrifice.
It must not have been a simple problem for the man.
The woman seemed to be bothered by the conversation of that day.
“I thought wrong.”
She smiled bitterly for the first time, and that was the confession the woman made.
“The man I loved was needlessly stupid and serious… I guess he wanted to keep his promise at all costs. He even destroys and hurts himself.”
Silence.
I believed this response was the best. At least it’s better than clumsy mind reading.
First, I listened to the woman’s words.
“Isn’t it funny? “In fact, I hoped that he would be happier than the world.”
I wait in silence.
“In the end, you make the man you love unhappy.”
I was waiting.
“I regret it.”
Finally, I heard a crying voice and looked closely at the woman’s face.
A small amount of dew had formed around the eyes of a woman who had always been unable to understand her inner thoughts.
“I have been watching from here. How the man becomes unhappy, weighed down by his duties… Keep going, keep going… “I can’t do anything!”
Her tears are flowing down her cheeks disguised as a smile.
“The ‘Ian’ I know is absolutely not that kind of person.”
She inadvertently thought that the face of a woman who was trying hard to hold back her tears was beautiful.
“You must be regretting it. It’s probably festering from the inside out… So, please help me.”
It was my true feelings that I finally expressed.
I stared at the woman’s face without saying anything. The tear-soaked cheeks and sad smile paint a sad portrait.
“For killing me.”
What should I say?
After thinking about it, I could not say anything and narrowed my eyes. Nevertheless, the woman’s will remains firm.
“Win against Ian Perkus.”
“What are you talking about?”
“It’s simple. The man I love also suffered from the same symptoms as you… “Who do you think was the person who put together the collapsed images back then?”
Looking back, it was true.
The woman who suddenly appeared in front of me knew the geography of her subconscious so well that it was strange. What if she had remained here after her sacrifice, and had even gone so far as to rebuild her crumbling image.
Then it was possible. However, there were questions that were never resolved.
“But the ‘contract’ has already been fulfilled, right? “There is no way the image of a person like the Master could collapse so easily.”
“That’s right. I’m just a trace of it, so at best I’ll cause a bit of confusion… “Even that wouldn’t have been possible if you hadn’t revealed that man’s memories and restored my power.”
The woman’s plans must be ahead of him.
You probably know better than anyone else that you can’t do anything to a man that causes a little confusion.
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My guess soon became true.
“But what if I don’t just disappear?”
The woman said that with a puzzled expression.
I’ve seen it several times, the face that hides its true feelings.
I swallowed without saying anything.
“The ‘power’ you brought back is not just memories. “These are the remnants left behind by the ‘first sacrifice’ that were scattered in that man’s mind.”
“So?”
“I will offer myself as a sacrifice.”
That was the woman’s plan.
A plot of my own that I had been plotting from the moment he first saw me.
“The limit is clear, but at least in this unconsciousness… “My value is absolute.”
I offer myself again.
“Don’t you want to become a master?”
Once again, we create a ‘master’.
“I can do it. And that’s something only you can do.”
That is how the will is achieved.
“Now, finalize your ‘contract’ with me… ….”
It was indeed a fascinating offer. To the point where I feel that the boast that he will give me what I need most is not just a lie.
All you have to do is make a ‘contract’.
Then all problems will be solved.
“Become the new ‘Arrogance’.”
There is no need to sacrifice Emma.
You will be able to fight on equal footing with men, and it will be easier to subdue the Seven Sins, including Celine.
There was absolutely no reason to refuse.
My hand goes to my waist. But there was only an empty scabbard rattling around.
It was because he let go of his sword during the battle.
Of course, the woman’s preparations were meticulous.
“Now, with this sword.”
In no time, a sword was showing off its bright blue spirit above the woman’s outstretched hands. As soon as my hesitant hand grasped the handle of the sword, the woman closed her eyes without saying a word.
“Please take care of me.”
I looked down at the sword in my hand in silence.
The worries did not last long. Because there was no need to do that in the first place.
The tip of the sword held in both her hands is aimed downward. Specifically, towards the woman with her eyes closed.
And the next moment.
Quick!
The feeling of a blade digging into something hard.
It was immediately after that that the woman’s frozen eyes cautiously opened.
“…… ?”
Because the blade was stuck right in front of the woman.
Questionable gazes naturally followed. Before leaving those blankly staring eyes at me, I said one last thing.
“f*ck you.”
It was a clear rejection.