Chapter 64 - We need to talk (3) (1/2)

Chapter 64 – We need to talk (3)

Translator: SKAIS Editor: SKAIS

“Little by little. I think.”

Apparently, I was so sure that his memories from each of his modes were limited only to themselves. Hence, it couldn’t be possible for a specific personality of Ricdorian to be able to share memories with one another. But right now, I’m kind of baffled. I wondered if those three modes, or three personalities, gradually remembered each other. No, except perhaps for that beast who can’t communicate.

So, will there be a day when the three will be merged into one? There could be a possibility.

“Yes, so you remember everything, right? Even when you’re different?”

“I think so. But, Iana, what do you mean by ‘different’? Why are you asking me like that? It was inside of me, too. That was also me.”

As he grew up, his hair grew longer, and the silver-colored hair brushed all over his eyes. I could see his enticing eyes well from that young face as small as a fist because of its slight curliness.

But then, he repeatedly covered the blueness of his eyes with his hair and exposed them afterward.

Soon, Ricdorian gradually elevated his hand.

“Which one do you think was best, then?”

“Which one?”

“If you base it on what Iana likes…”

He kissed my hand lightly with our fingers intertwined.

“I presume you’d like me more.”

Then he bit my fingertips slightly with the tip of his teeth.

“…Ah, don’t bite me like that.”

Instead of responding, he slowly pried his eyes as if asking for an answer.

“Then you…” I swallowed my saliva and then breathed profoundly.

“Do you know Jair?” I added.

Jair, who was a wizard and the right-hand man of Ricdorian, asked me to cast a spell on him. Whether Ricdorian knew the name or not, I could tell that his eyes widened for a while.

“That’s not the answer to my interrogation, Master.”

“Who’s your master? Before that, please answer me first. Then I’ll answer you. You must be…”

It was when I was saying the last part when someone rang the stone wall.

Bang. Bang.

“Miss Iana, it’s mealtime!”

The voice heard outside was from the guard. He was also a senior guard who was recently assigned to Ricdorian’s cell. And because of that, it might be difficult to demand to extend my time here.

I looked at Ricdorian regretfully and pulled my hand away from him.

“I’ll be back after I eat.”

“Really?”

Unexpectedly, he let me go.

“Is that a promise to be kept?”

“…I don’t know why you’re asking that.”

I blinked for a moment, then meticulously removed the little dust from his forehead.

“I always keep my word. Every time I say I’ll come back. I will come back.”

Then I turned my back, leaving Ricdorian still and for some reason, I think he looked a little bit bitter.

“You must come back, Iana.”