Chapter 2 (2/2)

That’s why you were so wary. I quickly convinced myself and breathed out a complicated sigh.

“Yeah, I became this Evelyn.’

I’m not sure if it’s a book transmigration, but it seems to be a transmigration nonetheless.

I had a headache.

The same goes for the body pain that has been gradually increasing since earlier. To be honest, wanted to be alone, go somewhere, grab a pillow or anything else and bury myself on the bed.

‘I want to find painkillers and eat them.’

And, and……

‘I want to check.’

I wonder if my guess is right.

There was something I wanted to ask the child, since the moment he told me his name.

“I told you. I lost my memory earlier.”

But I couldn’t put my impatience and anxiety in front of a child who was already scared, so I continued with a smile on my face.

“So I’m a little uneasy right now, but I’m pretending to be okay as much as I can.”

“…Why are you pretending?” “Because you look more anxious than me.”

When I answered with a shrug of my shoulders, the child blinked as if stunned. He opened his mouth to say something, but soon closed his lips.

He just stared at me for a moment, as if observing me.

Yes, observe to your heart’s content, scrutinize everything and finally rest assured that I am no danger to you.

‘And after that, please talk to me.’

As I asked in my heart, I smiled as softly as possible.

“Didn’t you say earlier that you would use the room with the bed? Then go and take a look. I’m a bit confused, so I’ll sit here.”

“……Here?”

“Yes. Oh, I’m not going anywhere. Don’t worry and go look at it.”

The boy, who had not lowered his vigilance, still headed into the room with a much more stable face than before.

Watching him go, I slowly closed my eyes. And I remembered what I had been putting off since before.

<The Resolve of a Fallen Saint.>

As soon as I saw Raven, the familiar title of the book came to my mind, like a lighting billboard.

The warm bread was cooling down.

<The Resolve of a Fallen Saint.>

It was, so-so novel my younger brother gave me. I heard that it was published somewhere.

“There is only one paper book in the world.”

He said he had made one specially for his big sister, and handed it over with dry hands.

He was a child who studied and even wrote romance novels that were not my taste. He said it was cumbersome to make a detailed setting and asked me, to make it, so I also helped with a half assed attitude..

But even though I was busy after I became an adult, read the novel until it was worn out. Each sentence was precious, as our precious youth and memories were carved in each setting.

……I miss the old times.’

The content itself was strictly following the clichés.

The story of a fragile heroine, Luciel, who escapes from her cage, falls in love passionately, receives more love than she gives, and leads to a happy ending.

Since she was a saint who was locked deep in the temple, I attached a background setting of [War) to get her out, and in order for the female lead to stand out in that war, I had put the (Holy Grail) at the center of the conflict.

Thus, the perfect stage for the heroine was created by making the <Saint> the true owner of the Holy Grail>

“Were there two, no, three leads who fell in love with the Saint who stood out because of that?’

The main male lead was Crown Prince Adrian Bridium.

The character, who was more passionate than anyone else in love, became the main male lead, exerting a strong influence on the saint who had become cold and passive due to her confined life.

Of course, on the contrary, there were also the mournful Sub Leads.

Xylocart.

A man who smiled warmly just by looking at the saint.

He was an insidious darkness to other people, but only to Saint Luciel, he was head over heels and had a face, as if he was going to die for her.

“It was even more sad that he couldn’t confess until the end.’

My brother used to say that Xylocart looked a lot like him.

‘So he said he didn’t like it.’

What do you mean you don’t like it?

Judging from the painstakingly portrayed psychological narrative, it was clear that he liked the character.

If the person my brother loved so much was Xylocart. The person I cherished the most was the villain, neither the female lead nor the male lead.

So, I went into the room that the kid with the same name as the villain went into a while ago…

‘Raven North

He was the villain.