Chapter 2 (1/2)

“Let’s go. Dispose of her wet clothes,” Ober ordered Giyom.

While looking at the quiet lake for a moment, Ober turned back.

Giyom, who looked like a drowning mouse, came out of the water and followed him.

Marianne lay unconscious at the bottom of the lake they deserted, drooping like a wet piece of paper.

She felt a deep drowsiness. The energy of near death was hovering around her like a hunter. She had no power to refuse it. Just before her heart stopped and the messenger of hell rushed in, what she thought for the last time was a simple regret.

‘If I had known Ober’s malice in advance, I would not have died so miserably.’

At that moment, the water deep in the lake where she sank sparkled brightly as if stars had exploded.

It was dark everywhere.

Heavy and moist pressure surrounded her body from head to toe. She was stuck in a space where she couldn’t move even her fingers freely, let alone her arms and legs. It was warm, distant, and calm.

‘Ah, it’s water.’

Marianne suddenly realized that she was underwater. Then she opened her eyes before she knew. Her dark chocolate-colored hair floated in front of her eyes, tangled up like a water plant.

‘It’s annoying. I want to clean it up.’

When she thought so, the sense of her fingertips came back this time.

As she reached out and pushed her hair to the side, a yellowish mass of lights stabbed her eyes over the wavy surface.

‘It’s so shiny. Who has turned on so many lights?’

The moment she stretched her arms further up to cover her eyes while frowning, something hot suddenly pulled her away roughly.

“My lady! What are you doing?!”

The girl’s voice bounced everywhere, along with transparent spray. It was a voice that she had heard a lot somewhere.

Marane, sitting up with the help of somebody’s pull, breathed out, which she had been holding back under the water. Oxygen passed through her nose and down the airway to inflate her lung. The sense of breathing that she didn’t feel normally was so clear that she breathed in and out again and again. Though she just breathed, she felt a great pleasure.

“Oh dear, you’ve learned a strange play from Miss Evelyn. … . I asked you not to play that weird game! Did you even bet who first jumped into the bath water to become a water demon first? ”

The girl nagged her.

Though she was rude, Marianne did not scold or get angry with her. She just focused on breathing for a while and suddenly jumped out of bed.

“Oh my, lady!”

That surprised girl screamed again. Mariane embraced her shoulders with her arms as if she hadn’t heard anything.

Water demon… A woman who was drowned like an idiot.

She was Marianne herself. When she recognized death, her memories of death went back to their place just like the senses of her body that came back one after another.

She died after drowning in the middle of the dark lake. Though she didn’t remember exactly when she was out of breath, she could vividly recall the process of water filling her lungs instead of air and blurring her eyes, let alone the enormous power that pushed her head down.

“Don’t you want to take a bath? I just brought the rose perfume from Marquis Chester.”

She even remembered the man who was controlling the power from a distance.

Marianne shivered with the revival of her terrible memories.

“You might have a cold again.”

The girl grunted and covered her with a large bath towel.

Marianne came out of the bath, helped by the girl. The sense of real walking on the floor was too clear for her to think she was hallucinating.

‘How can this happen?’

Marianne raised her hands and slapped both cheeks. Her moist hands were wet with water and it felt like her cheeks were burning. Nevertheless, the surroundings were not distorted, nor were the dimensions changing. She didn’t wake up from sleep, either. It didn’t seem like a dream.