Chapter 20 (1/2)

“I don’t know who this guy is, but I need to kill him right now.”

Lennox’s voice, while hugging me, was very strange.

He suppressed his anger with all his might while grinding his teeth.

“There’s a sign of drowsiness in Daphne’s throat. I was thinking of killing them. I can’t leave these guys alive.”

The glaring eyes full of anger did not turn to me, but I could feel the arms holding me trembling as if to convey his anger.

“I agree. I don’t care who’s behind it. Anyway, everyone who is aiming after us are all the same. Kill him right now since we never know what he’s going to do.”

Claiming that none of Lennox’s words were wrong, Ricarda spoke, glaring at the boy who was tied to smoke.

The glare in his eyes, which was slightly visible, was full of anger.

‘Like this… you’re going to kill him at once?’

There’s no way the story can flow like this.

If the main character dies, If he dies so easily here, will the story… be ruined?

Should I stop him?

In the midst of a mess in my head, my mother pulled down the boy, who was tied up in fog…

‘Yes, Mom wouldn’t kill you. If the story flowed like the original, he’s the one who was supposed to be the successor so perhaps she will change her mind…’

The beginning of the story can’t be ruined like this.

There is no way this story that forcibly pulled me in would be ruined in vain.

“Compared to the fear that Daphne had, you shouldn’t kill him too easily.”

But as if to break my expectations, strange words popped out of my mother’s mouth.

An unfamiliar look, unfamiliar tone, and the unfamiliarity she was showing me was the appearance as the Guild Master of Benedito Merchants Group that I had forgotten for a while.

As I was relieved that the story I knew would end as it is, I looked back unconsciously.

“Ugh.”

A bloody, terrible body was seen.

It reminded me of the moment when my biological mother died.

The moment when the cold arm fell weakly, the moment when she disappeared from the world so easily was still vivid.

‘I’m scared. I’m scared of someone dying.’

I’m scared because I feel like that it’s going to be me next.

I’m scared, thinking that I will disappear in a flash.

I don’t want to see the dead body….

I leaned my face against Lennox’s arms, holding onto his clothes tightly.

“You can’t…”

“Daphne?”

“You can’t kill people. Life… is something precious. And he still looks like a child…”

It’s not a life that was born to disappear in such a short time.

I also don’t want to disappear one day like that.

I just tried holding back the tears that seemed to flow on Lennox’s clothes.

At one point,  I thought maybe this revenge could end with someone’s death.

Whether it’s my death or someone else’s death.

However, when I witnessed someone else’s death right in front of my eyes, I regretted how foolish my thought was.

To have the heart to kill someone, you must have the determination.

I don’t know what it was, but at least I wasn’t prepared to have that determination yet.

“You weren’t born to disappear so easily. Don’t kill him. I’m scared.”

I tried to hold back my tears and tried to be unreasonable.

Like a fool.

Even though it was a good opportunity to end the story, I fled back because I feared death.

Even if they point their finger at me for being stupid and frustrating, I can’t help it.

“Yes, I said something scary in front of you.”

I thought it would be okay for them to  blame me by saying not to talk nonsense.

But my mom hugged me, who was crying, saying that she was thinking for herself.

Then she patted me on the back familiarly and said,

“Shh. If you cry like this, your eyes will swell up and hurt tomorrow.”

“I’m not crying. I’m not such a crybaby.”

When I was sobbing out of sorrow for no reason, I heard a giggle sound coming from the side.

“Right! These brothers must have scared you. I’m sorry, Daphne.”

“Were you scared? I knew Daphne had a big heart, but I didn’t know it was this big! I should learn from her.”

Everyone didn’t think I was stupid, but they took care of me, saying it was fine.

Because of that warmth, I sniffled and looked behind my mother and made eye contact with the Male protagonist, a child who still seems to be a boy.

His strange eyes gave me chills, and in it, I felt an unknown power of artificial feeling.

“Mom, his eyes are weird. It feels like there’s something written on them.”

At my word, Ricarda approached the boy.

While looking at the child’s eyes for a while, Ricarda looked at his head and began unfolding a magic spell over the child’s eyes.

Several magic spells were raised simultaneously, and every time the magic reached and unfolded, the boy struggled with pain.

As time went by for about a minute, the magic spell disappeared, and at the same time, the boy’s eyes became clear.

However, the boy soon fainted as if he had lost consciousness.

“Daphne was right. There was hypnosis and hallucinatory magic, and it was so awfully intertwined.”

“I thought he was too young for an assassin!”

Mom frowned at Ricarda’s words.

“Where did those jerks sell morality to?”

I stared at her with a dumbfounded look at the slang that rolled out of mother’s mouth. She didn’t stop spewing out all kinds of slang as if she didn’t feel my gaze.

“All those punks who play with children have to have beep-beep-beep. You absolutely can’t kill them easily… No, what am I saying right now?”

T/l corner: Don’t ask me what she meant, since I don’t know too xD

The slang that was spouting out coolly stopped.

Forgetting that I was sniffling, I slowly raised my head to look up at my mother.