Chapter 38 (1/2)
Translator: Wawaa
Editor: WilsonWilson
Lara was sure that Prince Sidhar’s soul would give off a bad stench.
He was a man who could tell Lara ‘I love you’ ten times a day.
You’re beautiful, you’re perfect, you’re different.
My lover, God’s gift, my everything.
Every word he whispered reeked of poison. He trapped and slowly poisoned his opponent with his fond gaze and gentlemanlike tone, turning them into helpless prey.
‘Just wait and see.’
Lara could not back down from here.
It was not easy for her to come back to the past, it was impossible to take one’s own life with just ordinary courage.
She still had a lot of things to be done. More than anything, now she had people who cared for her. When she first came back and said that she loved her mother, she thought her mother would be pleased. But Isadora looked like the sky was going to collapse. She might not have looked different from usual to others, but Lara could tell.
The tears in Isadora’s eyes.
How lonely had she been?
As her only daughter fell into a vain delusion, misunderstood and turned away from her, she must have been secretly frustrated and sad alone.
It was the same when she hugged Konny tightly. The heart of the maid who was smaller than Lara was beating frantically fast at that time. Even though she said it gave her the chills, Konny certainly looked touched. Recently, she sneakily came up to Lara and walked arm in arm with her.
She could not believe there were such good people around here, yet she did not even realize it. And why didn’t she know about it? Sebastian was someone who was at her mother’s beck and call.
There were more.
There might be a victim somewhere she did not remember, like Valentine.
Lara’s hands got faster and faster.
Now that she had gotten the hang of tearing the clothes, she had gotten better and better. When the elegant dresses were torn and thrown away like rags, they soon became rubbish.
The dust coming out of the fibers piled up around like snow.
Lara thought of Demian.
“…Demian.”
She swore she would do anything for him. But let alone giving him a hand, she had only received help from him.
It was not enough, no matter how hard she tried.
He was always indifferent even when he was offered a large amount of money and a place to rest. It was the same when he was offered an excellent sword.
Lara said that she would make him the hero, but even that was shifted onto Lara.
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Demian did not want anything from her.
He was already a perfect warrior. Even without Lara’s help, he would reign as king of the lawless area over time.
Demian, what should I do for you then?
Lara’s worries deepened.
After roughly ripping the dresses and curtains apart, Lara rose from her seat and held the lamp. There was not a lot of oil, still, it should be enough to create a spark.
Her heart skipped a beat.
Lara took a look at the clothes and curtains in her room, closed her eyes, and took a deep breath.
“Whew…”
If the existence who sent her to the past was the God, Lara hoped he was watching all this from somewhere. Lara wanted him to know how broken the world was and how many people were suffering from it. She hoped he realized that a father was trying to kill his daughter, that the apostles of God were imbued with the longing for power and physical pleasure, and that the demon worshippers were trying to reign over the land where God had left.
“If not…”
If the existence who sent her to the past was a demon, she did not want him to just wickedly watch from behind, but to show up before her eyes.
Then, she would tell him this.
Give me strength. I will give you whatever you want.
She wanted to beg him to lend her strong powers so that she could live her second life stronger than anyone else.
After a long deep breath, Lara opened her eyes. Then, she threw the lamp on top of the pile of clothes.
“I just want it all to be over and the clothes to catch on fire easily.”
Maybe her last prayer was effective.
Hot flames erupted as the oil poured out. Even though it was a very small amount of oil, the flame burned violently as soon as it reached the dry clothes. The dresses burned much better than the curtain. Acrid smoke formed where the flames touched and quickly filled the room.
“Let’s see who will win.”
Lara whispered. Her red eyes were filled with flames.
The bigger the fire, the hotter it got.
Lara ran to the bathroom and crouched down in it, covering her nose and mouth with a damp cloth. Smoke leaked through the crack on the door. She would not be able to last long. But it was also the same for those out there.
The bandage around her wrist was stained with blood.
As she had spilled a lot of blood at once, her head felt dizzy even though she was sitting down. At first, she was angry and did not even realize that it hurt. But after a while, it hurt so much that she trembled and sweated.
However, it did not hurt anymore. Maybe it was because she was too agitated. Even when she touched the bandage, let alone pain, she did not feel anything.
Was I born with good health? Or had my sense dulled?
Lara was sure that she was sensitive and weak before she had died, so it was odd when she could not feel the pain. She wondered if her body had become stronger because she had died once and come back to life.
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