[Chapter 137] Please just die

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They say you can't even scream when you're too surprised.

The Noebian, who had suddenly approached me, had eyes that shook and rippled as violently as before, but he didn't grab me recklessly.

Instead, he gently covered my mouth with his soft hand and pulled me up who had already stood up. He gently hugged me from behind.

Goosebumps erupted all over my body.

Not because I hated it or felt repulsed.

It was because he, who was supposed to be locked up in the Ruvel Tower, was here. I was so surprised that he had broken through the guards of the Marquis and hugged me.

Both Noebian and I.

We could only gasp for breath.

I, to calm my startled heart. He, to calm his body that had been running all the way here.

Once our breaths had somewhat subsided, Noebian quietly removed his hand from my mouth. It was probably because he didn't think I would scream.

I quietly turned around and faced him directly, not the mirror.

Noebian's deep blue eyes, which had been sharp with tension, turned cloudy and then rippled softly.

It was the eyes I had once loved.

"...Did you escape?"

"Yes."

Noebian reached out to me but hesitated and took a step back instead.

One of my eyebrows involuntarily went up. I thought he would come to kidnap me or something, but he was surprisingly calm.

"Are you here to kill me? Or kidnap me?"

"No."

"Then what cheek do you have to sneak in here like this? Do you think I'll embrace you in gratitude for coming here in such a state?"

"I wanted to see you alive."

"...."

"I wanted to see you healthy and alive…."

I took a step back from him. Noebian leaned towards me slightly and then returned to his original position.

"As you can see, I'm alive."

"I wanted to see you."

I clamped my mouth shut.

"I wanted to see you, Adriane."

Noebian's normally stoic face contorted briefly before returning to normal.

Instead, his clenched jaw and rough lips began to tremble pitifully.

"Because I wanted to see you..."

Thin tears rolled down his gaunt cheeks.

"I missed you so much, ugh..."

His lips twisted as he desperately tried to hold back his sobs.

"I missed you so much, I..."

Why do people's memories get romanticized?

Even though I had been hurt so much and had tried to erase him from my heart and find new happiness.

"I couldn't sleep or eat. Just thinking about what I said to you, to that woman, I would..."

The good memories of our loving past stabbed at my heart like thorns.

Why did I suddenly remember how tragic this man's life had been amidst all the messy truths?

"I wanted to kill myself so many times."

I hate this man. But it's also true that I feel sorry for him.

"I know you feel betrayed by me. I know that even if you forgave me, I couldn't be by your side."

That's right. I feel a little sorry for this man.

It's a separate feeling from no longer loving him.

The once so great.

Noebian Trovika, the omnipotent duke who had the emperor and the crown prince behind him in all of Ronta, was not in front of me now.

There was only a pitiful man crying in front of me, who had broken all the laws he had sworn to uphold and had endured the disgrace of escaping from prison.

"Even though I've lost everything. Maybe I'm still useful. Remember?"

Noebian pulled a familiar dagger from his pocket.

"I used this dagger to kill the crown prince, who was my future. I did it because of your words, Lien."

I took a deep breath, paused, and moved my lips.

"So, are you going to kill someone else for me?"

"...If you want me to."

Noebian muttered ominously and stepped closer to me, handing me the dagger.

I flinched when his cold, dry hand touched mine. Noebian placed my hand, which was holding the dagger, on his heart.

Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump.

His rapidly beating heart was transmitted directly to my palm.

"I'll do anything. If that means I can get one step closer to you... if you'll allow me to even see your back, I will willingly…"

Thud.

The neatly tied hair came loose on its own.

The loose black hair fell slightly over me.

The black night-like eyes drew closer to me.

'…Is he really serious?'

I wondered if this was really Noebian's true intention and continued to stare into his eyes.

Because of that, I didn't even realize that he had gotten that close to me.

That was when.

Bang!

"Lady. No matter how much I think about it, I need to hear that plan before the saint's inauguration ceremony... What the hell is this?"

Epero, who had barged into Lordnes's office without even knocking, threw the door open recklessly.

Epero saw my hand holding the dagger, Noebian about to hold me in his arms, and the curtain flapping at the edge of the wide-open window, and immediately drew the sword from his waist.

The hand that Noebian hadn't grabbed was immediately grabbed by Epero and pulled.

In an instant, Epero's broad back blocked my front.

"What is this? Did you escape? You came here while my brother was away? This is crazy obsession."

"Epero, I have nothing to do with you."

"I have a lot to do with this side, even if you don't. Lady, are you alright? What did this guy do to you?"

Noebian and Epero, who were in a standoff, waited for my answer at the same time.

I stepped away from behind Epero and instead pulled Epero closer and behind me.

"Lady!"

"I do have one thing I want from you."

I said to Noebian, my mind suddenly clear.

Epero's expression twisted, while Noebian's expression softened slightly.

Noebian naturally knelt in front of me.

It was a gesture as if he were begging for forgiveness, even though I had already said I would forgive him.

I suppressed the feeling of pity that was momentarily rising and forced a smile.

And, returning the dagger to him, I said.

"Die for me."

Noebian's eyes, which had received the dagger from me, rippled violently.

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The date for the saint's enthronement ceremony has been set.

The news that the saint's enthronement ceremony would be held a week later put the county in a state of emergency.

We hurriedly packed our belongings and prepared to return to the capital.

Lordnes urged us to come back after the enthronement ceremony, but I couldn't delay because I had already agreed to help the High Priest with the ceremony.

Olivia decided to go east with us.

"I've already sent a messenger to Bianca, so Olivia just needs to meet your father and deliver my letter."

"Take care, miss."

Olivia hugged me tightly and got into a carriage with a few knights.

Watching her, Rossi also quietly got into another carriage. Rossi willingly expressed her intention to go to the capital with us.

Canule said it was more comfortable to ride alone and took the Marquis's carriage, and Epero rode with me.

Count Acacia promised to come secretly, judging that it would not be good for his identity to be revealed yet.

"If you were going to kill him, you could have just stabbed him. How could that duke just die if you gave him a dagger and asked him to?"

As soon as the carriage started, Epero burst out with his complaints, as if he had been waiting for this moment.

Last night.

Along with the request to die for Noebian, I made another request.

It was a voice so small that even Epero couldn't hear it. And Epero looked displeased.

"I could see the lingering affection in that guy's eyes. How angry Lord Roan would be if he knew. You know I have a big mouth, right? As soon as I get to the capital, I'm going to tell Lord Roan everything that happened yesterday."

"I have a plan too. And friends don't usually do that."

"Real friends would share everything they're planning. What were you talking about for so long before you sent that guy away yesterday? What's such a big secret that you won't even tell me how to kill Doris Castagna. All by yourself... If your plan doesn't succeed, I'll..."

"So you're not going to be friends anymore?"

Epero's lips, which seemed to be about to answer yes immediately, moved and then clamped shut.

Epero stared at my faintly smiling face and turned his head to look out the window.

It seemed like his face was a little red.

"...Someone is going to have a funeral."

"I still want to be friends with His Highness for a while, so don't be like that. If you're a friend, you need trust too, so trust me a little. I won't cause any trouble for Lord Epero, even if I have to die."

"For a while? What, are you going to turn me into an enemy when your plan is over?"

Epero's voice, which had become urgent, echoed through the carriage.

I felt my heart, which had been sinking and tense since last night, lighten a little.

"What. Why aren't you answering? Lady!"

With a face that had finally regained its smile, I had to soothe Epero all the way to the capital.

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Having lain down and moaned for days without any news from Olivia, who had been sent to Elacon, Duke Pireta finally got up.

[As the daughter of her father, Blier Pireta has seduced the Second Prince Roardnes, so please help her father's daughter become the Crown Princess. Please support the Second Prince in the name of the East. I will make your father the father-in-law of the next emperor.]

When Duke Pireta received the letter from Olivia, who had returned late, joy filled his face.

The duke's pale face suddenly brightened, and he showed a smile that was rarely seen, revealing his teeth.

Bianca and Olivia watched the dramatic change in his expression with bated breath.

"Gregory, I will also attend the saint's enthronement ceremony."

Gregory, who still didn't know about Blier's identity, looked worried.

"Father...? Aren't you feeling well?"

"Even if I'm not feeling well, how can I not go to see a saint who is being enthroned for the first time in hundreds of years?"

The long-awaited entry into the central political scene.

Instead of being the son-in-law of Pireta, he was going to participate in a central event as the dignified Duke Pireta.

A shadow of desire fell heavily on the duke's always cold face.

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