Love Letter From The Future

660 – 8. Will (34)

There was no answer.

Amid the terribly heavy silence, only bloody eyes emerge. The pure white skin under the dim light made a strange contrast.

His hair was dark, not like pitch black. Is there anyone who can compare with this woman in terms of the sense of empty space and ‘beauty’?

Evil is always attractive. If the proposition is molded into a human form, it will become a woman in front of her.

Her breath is choking, and choking. I had no choice but to stiffen like a newborn baby at the first stimulus.

She was the opposite of the woman with the coy smile.

“Why are you so upset?”

Her voice was as alluring as her looks. As if she was urging, as if she were enticing.

But, like her candy scent, even her whispers didn’t reach my ears.

“You, what… how.”

I had no choice but to look around hurriedly as I asked.

Inside the academy’s dormitory, it was clear. I have already accepted the visits of beings such as ‘greed’, but the opponent was a disaster that was different from the scale.

‘Delphirem’.

The creator of the seven sins and the seven deaths, the lord of the ten thousand horses, and the first traitor to mankind.

The fact that an existence of this size appeared out of nowhere caused intense friction with conventional common sense. Should we literally call it ‘cognitive dissonance’?

Even I couldn’t detect any portents.

Instinct vehemently rings the alarm bell. Before I knew it, the back of my back was wet with cold sweat.

The woman just recited a calm explanation.

“I am everywhere and nowhere.”

The figure of the woman who chanted with a slight smile on her face was too beautiful. To the point where even the hazy gloss flowing through those eyelashes feels like a work of art.

The more I did, the more my heart was tormented by unexplained nervousness.

The brain repeats idling. Even though I thought about what to do and how to get out of this situation, I couldn’t come up with a suitable answer.

There is only one hope.

There was no hostility detected from the woman. On the contrary, in the attitude of exchanging questions and answers with me in a relaxed tone, even a subtle goodwill was revealed.

In that case, we need to drag the time first.

My mouth stuttered as I came to a conclusion. Trying to ignore the murmur of a rattling, malfunctioning heart.

“Then why now…… ?”

“You know that.”

No ripples of emotion could be found in the eyes of the woman who asked that question. It was as if she had even raised a perfectly natural counter-question.

For a moment, my eyebrows crumpled as I couldn’t understand the meaning, but the emotion did not vomit in words.

Because I heard clear laughter before that.

Cuk-kuk, the woman burst into laughter and looked so innocent. It is hard to believe that she is a being who dyes the whole continent with blood and death.

“Ian Perkus, poor child… Are you misunderstanding something? Of course, our relationship is older than you think, but I never show up in front of someone I don’t want.”

“What do you mean by that?”

It was a question he spat out without even breathing.

The noise of the rattling heart was getting worse. Or, maybe I’m getting drunk now, the steam-like heat rushes through my brain stem.

But she just recited in a relaxed voice, as if the woman had no interest in me.

“To be precise, it cannot be revealed. At least for now…….”

“You ask what that means!”

It was an unexpected castle.

Shouting or screaming.

A sound that even I could not distinguish came out. The mind that had begun to collapse, the unexplained nervousness, and the woman’s unconcerned weak smile kept shaking me.

I couldn’t understand myself. So I couldn’t control it.

It was a fair result.

My feelings never subside. It feels like being a small boat in a storm.

The woman’s voice responding to my excitement was still calm.

“Why pretend not to know? Ian Percus… You know.”

To the point of resoluteness.

“The fact that you called me.”

I was dumbfounded by her woman’s assertion and passed out. What rises from the cracks in the frozen brain is a flame that originates from the heart.

Okay, as he bit his teeth, blood vessels stood in his eyes.

“Me, you?”

The woman made up her mind with a simple nod of her head instead of her answer.

It was a terribly shameless answer.

Ha ha, and a hollow laugh burst out after hitting her uvula.

Before I knew it, I was staggering and staggering. The sensation of the contents of the whiskey bottle in my hand, and the center of gravity of the liquid changing several times like the pendulum of a clock, I was already slumped back in my seat.

On the other side of the woman.

I opened the lid of the whiskey on my own and filled the glass.

Squeeze.

Crimson pupils rise above the falling alcohol and glass. I’ve never heard of it, but I wonder if the finest rice wine has the same color as mine.

The feeling of being numb just by staring at it.

Fear quickly evaporates like the smell of cheap alcohol. Perhaps, I am not sane right now.

A glass of alcohol disappears at once. Soon, slightly relaxed pupils and voices aiming at the woman.

“Me, you?”

hahahaha!

The question he asked again and the laugh that followed were the same. That much I was dumbfounded.

Even this for a while.

As soon as I clenched my teeth, flames pierced my brain. At the surge of emotion in my heart, I hit the desk with the glass I was holding, not knowing what to do.

Boom!

Suddenly, the table collapses and shards of broken glass scatter. I snatched the whiskey bottle out of the air and chewed on it.

The bloody pupils were still just staring at me.

“Don’t you know what you did?”

“What did you do?”

At the same time, the corner of the woman’s eyes slightly bent.

I couldn’t stand that mischievous question and jumped up. My upper body leaned over as if I was about to run away, and my hand was grasping the woman’s collar before I knew it.

Even that did not cause a crack in the woman’s composure.

Only a smug smile fills my field of vision. I couldn’t stand it any longer either.

“You lured Guilford, the orphanage director, to sacrifice orphans! Turned into a hideous monster, not even allowed to rest! The face of the child who is still begging to be killed is good in front of her eyes?”

“And?”

Pick, pick.

The corners of the woman’s mouth were twitching as if they couldn’t stand it. It felt like a kind of ridicule, and my brain was dyed even more red.

“You sent Mitram to raid the academy! Innocent students almost died and were injured… I sent a mythological monster to my hometown where I grew up to end the territory! That’s when I lost my little friend!”

“Again?”

“How did you trick my parents into raising my little sister into a monster with distorted values? I made a contract with Leoric and made the northern elves eat their own people!”

“So?”

“I even planted traitors in the holy kingdom and turned innocent children into a handful of blood… And, and again…… !”

“How pitiful.”

It was a voice filled with deep emotions.

It was the first sincer tone I could feel among all the utterances uttered by a woman, and I was speechless with my eyes wide open. The white hand of a woman dangling from my hand carefully covers my cheek.

Pity and joy that burn like fire in bloody eyes.

“What did the heavenly god do until that happened?”

“…… What?”

It was a topic that I had already asked myself a long time ago.

I couldn’t say anything because the accident stopped for a moment. Taking advantage of that gap, the woman’s hand carefully brushed my cheek.

The voice overflows.

“Was the world such a mess? You’ve been through a lot too… By the way, what on earth did the heavenly god who cares for and loves you like his own children?”

“Turn around…… !”

“Look at yourself now.”

Like a whisper, in a low voice.

The muttered chant was like an awl stuck in my throat. I even forgot to breathe.

“Why doesn’t the angel answer? You took on all kinds of impossible fights to save the world. Is this the cost of creating such a miracle? The result of acting on behalf of the Heavenly God’s will is, at best… Is this even ‘love’?”

One word, one word erodes the brain. My frozen gaze is nailed to the woman’s bloody pupils again.

It was a problem that I had already pondered several times. It was also a story I had heard many times.

Nevertheless, why?

I wonder if I have nothing to say today.

In place of my stopped breathing, the devil whispered again.

“Ian Perkus… I am a child suffering from late puberty. I will tell you the answer myself.”

Laughing.

“I am the correct answer.”

For some reason, I suddenly thought that voice was extremely persuasive.