For eternal rest-2
Yuria’s gaze had always been in one place.
At the place where my younger brother, Robert, who just left after apologizing to me, disappeared.
My younger brother was a truly pitiful being. A frail, idiot who knows nothing but acting with the prestige of his family on his back.
So I thought it didn’t fit the family.
When I saw a coward who couldn’t even make eye contact with me, I used to feel even worse.
“Give me a cow.”
He would have been offended if he brought up his sister’s voice he didn’t want to hear, but Robert avoided that option.
The only thing that caught on was the eyes that showed no emotion.
When he looked at himself, he couldn’t see his swaying eyes.
Isn’t that kind of glazed appearance disappearing everywhere, rather it seems to be against oneself?
However, that thought was quickly erased. Even if it changed, it didn’t matter.
Because the name Robert had no meaning to Yuria.
Maybe this change won’t last a few days either. Those eyes, sooner or later, will open their pitiful eyes again.
Soon after, Yuria turned her back and started walking toward the opposite side where Robert had disappeared.
Very little, with a strange feeling in the chest.
#
Basically, at this time, I was being treated pretty seriously.
Apparently, since he was a high-ranking duke, he wouldn’t look very favorably on his weak son.
I had high expectations because I was the only son, and I was naturally neglected because I couldn’t live up to those expectations.
so he drank He was beaten by his father who found him walking around in a drugged, hazy state.
Even in the middle of a blurry memory, I remember well what I was hit, I wonder if the bad memories are definitely left.
The first time I attempted regression was right before I died.
To be precise, right before the first death, before he was accused of treason and executed, the artifact in his bosom reacted.
A colorful flash of light enveloped me, followed by a soft voice in my ear. Still I haven’t forgotten it.
[What do you really want?]
And then I heard the word that the second episode was starting.
At first, I thought it was an opportunity, but later it seemed like a hell that exists only to me.
I remember being crazy for most of my life, even before thinking about doing it again.
I have no desire to come this far and get all my relationships back.
There are people to thank, but they can’t remember that I’m thankful.
But if there’s one thing I long for the most, it’s that I want to destroy at least the crown prince with my own hands.
Previously, I couldn’t do it out of fear, but only for Crown Prince Keitel, who framed me as a traitor.
I definitely wanted revenge.
Isn’t he the starting point of these 100 deaths?
Since the death he had experienced the first time, he had been accused of treason by the crown prince dozens of times.
The reason he was given poison in the last episode was because he was accused of treason.
At least I explained that I was not a traitor, but the relationship that broke down because I cared about treason drove me to death.
Guillotine, gallows, drugs… I thought I was dead in many ways.
And the cause of death, Crown Prince Keitel.
Killing Keitel wasn’t my original goal. I believed that if I gained everyone’s trust, I would not die, but as the rounds were repeated, there was one thing I realized.
My death always involved the Crown Prince no matter what happened. Unless I committed suicide, I would always hear Keitel’s name, so it was already close to the 10th time that I had paid attention to this strange fact and tracked it down.
Excluding the 100 times I repeated regression, I think I lived a proper life about 40 times… except for the futile blows.
Even though I think it’s too many times, I feel pathetic for those who don’t change despite such attempts.
What was the effort for? There was enough evidence that the prince did not spare his life for what he had done. All that remains is to wait for the right time and attack.
I still have two years left before being charged with treason, so I have quite a bit of time left.
All the evidence to prove that it wasn’t treason was gathered in the last episode. What remained was the question of how to destroy the crown prince.
“…We should rule out borrowing family power.”
When charges were laid against me, the Taylors threw me out.
What did they think as they watched me being dragged to the gallows with a hopeless expression on their faces?
I thought maybe I would be sad on the inside, but now I know that I was thrilled through a few regressions.
To them, the existence of me was nothing more than an idiot.
It was a fact I was already aware of. I just denied it and tried another method.
In order to love again, and to be loved again, I went back and forth. Because I believed it was the value of my life.
If I believe, they will believe in me too. If I somehow change my behavior, they will change their minds too. Isn’t it most of the past regression that I’ve been living with that thought.
but that doesn’t mean anything
I was smiling in the mirror.
But, I wouldn’t really laugh. A bitter taste lingered in his mouth, and then slowly circled the surroundings on his tongue.
He brushed his well-groomed gray hair. Once, this hair turned white.
The skin became cracked and cracked, and there was also a time when all the fingernails attached to this hand were pulled out.
However, it was fine now. Regression is natural because it leaves no traces on the body.
However, the soul still remembers the wound, and sometimes when I looked in the mirror, I had phantom pains.
It’s the same when you see people. I remember the harsh words they said to me, and no matter how much I laugh, I can’t see anything else.
‘How did he survive?’
Isn’t it amazing to think about it yourself? Even after going through countless deaths, he was still intact.
I was quite relieved to think that this would probably be the last time I did this.
What I want is no longer an improvement in relationships.
eternal rest. It was a death that closed his eyes once and was buried in the ground, never to open his eyes again.
Then, all of a sudden, the scenery beyond the window caught my eye.
What I could see out the window was sunny weather.
One summer day without a single cloud, filled only with blue and vivid greenery.
I feel calm when I hear the sound of a rustling grass bug.
Maybe this peace will be broken soon, but wouldn’t this be the only moment to feel such private feelings?
So I erased my thoughts. Revenge or what, I put away those useless fantasies and slowly wiped my face.
Now is the few moments of leisure that can only be felt when you have just returned.
If you think about it, isn’t this the last time you die?
I wanted to put things in my eyes that I hadn’t seen in my life.
smart-
“Bocchan, this is Renald.”
It was dissatisfying that my thoughts were scattered, but I liked Renald’s attitude very much.
Did what I said earlier apply effectively?
He opened his mouth, thinking of the butler who, to his great advantage, would not open the door.
“come in.”
Renald, who entered with great care, looked at the teacup I had emptied before long and lowered his head.
It might have seemed a little servile, but I thought the fact that he could be kicked out of here if he did something wrong worked well for him.
If I get kicked out of here, there’s probably no place to accept Leonald.
“What is it?”
“His Excellency the Duke has been looking for the young master before, when are you planning to visit him?”
When I turned my back to ask, Ronald lowered his head and answered me.
Dear Duke, when my father said he was looking for me, I luckily remembered.
The treatment I received when I forgot and couldn’t handle it was so bad that I couldn’t forget it even if I tried to forget it.
I will go find it But that’s not the case now.
Coincidentally, isn’t today the day to see a very nice face?
When I remembered that thought, I could see why Ronald had come to see me.
Perhaps soon, someone will come to this place to meet me.
“Looks like your fiancé is coming.”
“…you’re right.”
Renald’s eyes narrowed as if he was surprised for a moment, but then he lowered his head in affirmation.
When I said fiancé, I meant a woman throughout my life.
Theresia Violet. The woman I loved and who loved me.
However, at this point, the relationship had already been twisted for a long time.
Since the scandal spread that I had left my fiancé and embraced another woman, I was in a hurry to fix it.
Who spread the scandal? It was Theresia who comforted me when I was confused.
You say you can’t do that, it’s just a misunderstanding.
However, as rumors gradually spread, the way they looked at me changed.
The look of contempt and disgust was from someone who loved me.
In fact, I doubted that it was really like that, and asked to prove it if it was really true.
But how can you prove that? In the past I thought so.
“Then prepare the tea. No, you don’t even need to prepare tea. Just don’t prepare anything. When the time is right, I will go out and meet you myself.”
There was a faint smile in my voice as I said that.
Renald stared at me in surprise for a moment, but then moved his lips cautiously when he realized that I meant it.
“But if you do that… will you be okay?”
“Of course it is fine. I wouldn’t expect fancy hospitality from that side anyway.”
I vividly remember the look on my face when I realized that Theresia had been targeting the Taylors’ wealth from the start.
Feeling betrayed is truly miserable.
If you realize that the heart you have been embracing was actually one-sided, and that even that was an illusion.
People were crazy.
“If so, I will. He will probably arrive soon.”
Reynolds seemed to be bothered by me doing that.
Hey, Violet is also from a prosperous family, so if you treat her like that, you’ll think she’ll be dissatisfied.
I was also trembling as well. However, this was not anxiety.
It was a word that I had never spoken before, so wouldn’t it be close to the joy of being able to say it for the first time?
It was the Violet family who spread the scandal about dating another woman, and it was Theresia who said something to me even though they knew about it.
Of course there are no good feelings left.
Eventually, when Renald disappeared, he smiled as he looked at the empty seat.
“I’m curious.”
The reason Theresia is visiting me today is to get approval for the breakup.
However, in the meantime, I held on to Theresia for the sake of a small thread of hope.
If I miss her, I might die. Even if he used me, he did it to live.
However, I knew right away that it was useless. I was just holding onto it just in case.
“If I asked you to break up the engagement first, what would your face look like?”
The feeling of severing past ties one by one was more thrilling than anything else.
#
It was at a ball that Theresia first became acquainted with a man named Robert.
Contrary to his background, Taylor Gara is an exceptionally weak man.
Even though he was tall, his pale skin made him look infinitely fragile.
Indeed, his personality was also not bold, so Theresia made a plan to use him someday.
They have an engagement ceremony, and just when they think he might have fallen for her, they spread a scandal.
In that situation, if only he understood Robert, he would probably depend on the only person who understood.
When emotions reached the highest point.
Isn’t that the best time to drop it?
Today was the day to mark that point. How I laughed when I saw the letter that came to me just a few days ago.
He asked for jewelry or jewels to prove his love for her.
Truly foolishly, thanks to hard work, the Violet family was able to accumulate a considerable amount of wealth.
Maybe today too. Even if I ask to break off the marriage, this pathetic man will give me his fortune.
However, the moment Taylor entered the entrance of the mansion, Theresia’s complexion began to harden.
“Welcome.”
Originally, several guards should have entered and greeted him.
However, there was only one person standing in the empty entrance.
The man he was going to meet today, and The man who was pathetic and cursed until just a moment ago.
Theresia, who was about to say something at that greeting, swallowed in vain.
The moment our eyes met, my body trembled at the horror running down my spine.
“…why are you making that face, Theresia.”
It was a soft smile, but Theresia didn’t see it as a smile.
Rather, it just looks like a snake that has finally revealed itself, trying to eat itself.
“On this fine day.”
Robert laughed lightly.
This bitch bout to get the face slapping of the century