[Chapter 150] Blie's Choice

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Having poured out all her magic, her body wouldn't listen to her until she recovered.

Bliere was confined to her room and barely drew magic circles with her trembling hands.

The magic circle appeared vividly on the floor and then disappeared.

Bliere watched the magic circle disappear and reappear, crying until her cheeks were soaked, and then laughing madly again.

From time to time, the maids knocked on the door and asked after her, but she wrapped herself in her arms without answering.

'I've already done it.'

Bliere had an intuitive feeling that she and Adria were connected.

It was the feeling of her heart beating incessantly since she met Adria.

She could clearly feel Adria's breath fading away in her lungs.

'I'm sorry, Adria. My sister.'

She realized why that weak face kept haunting her mind.

It was because she felt sorry.

It was a ridiculous feeling.

'You might be in danger for a while because of this. But you'll also realize that knowing the truth is better than living without knowing it, even if you die and come back to life.'

Because she saw herself in that foolish face who didn't know the truth.

Because she knew better than anyone how miserable it was to live that way.

'I was a bad older sister, but please forgive me for atoning like this.'

Bliere felt Adria's consciousness fading away.

The magic to exchange souls, which was described in the ancient magic book that she had read to death in Lottie's hut.

Forbidden magic. Unforgivable magic.

There were various words to describe that magic, but Bliere didn't care.

Bliere's trembling hand went over the magic circle she had drawn in advance.

A golden magic circle floated above the floor.

'I'll give you a chance too.'

A chance to know the truth and get angry.

'Even with that body, you said you would help me, didn't you?'

Bliere thought about the day she met Adria and couldn't help but laugh at how absurd it was.

"Help me once. Yourself too. Me too."

I'll give you the healthy body you've always wanted.

'Just read it for fun. You might die if you use that kind of magic wrong.'

Lottie's voice briefly crossed her mind.

"Damn difficult ancient magic. Please, exchange our souls and give Adria my body."

You're smarter than me, so you might be able to figure something out. Maybe even the fact that the body you're going to have is your twin sister.

Her consciousness sinks into endless water.

Bliere realized, as she neared death, the foolishness of Olivia, whom she had thought of as foolish.

"So I was your real daughter."

Adria felt that illogical emotion that made her willing to give up a better life just because she had been raised affectionately, even though she didn't share a single drop of blood.

She could feel the magic, which she had poured almost all into the mana stone container, fluctuating in the distance.

Ah.

"I took something from you too."

As her consciousness seemed to sink deeper and deeper into the water, Bliere began to be certain.

"This overflowing magic that didn't suit me was something I should have shared with you."

Bliere cried now.

Oh my god, maybe I...

"I might die."

She couldn't breathe, as if she had fallen deep into the water.

But strangely, she couldn't stop.

Even knowing she might die, she couldn't let go of this ancient magic she had never tried before.

"I want to save her."

She sank into the depths of unknown water.

No matter how hard she stretched out her hands, no one took her hand.

But Bliere smiled.

Under the water, she saw her sister, Adria Pireta, calling for help.

Without hesitation, she grabbed her hand and lifted her up.

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"It's funny. How well do I know you? I tried to save you, even though I've never been your family."

"Did you love Noavian?"

I clutched my trembling chest and barely asked Bliere. Bliere chuckled as if it was absurd.

"I thought I loved him. It's a lie to say my heart didn't flutter because he looked like that. But when I realized that bastard was trying to use me without even consulting me, I lost interest. And I was so angry when I saw you stupidly waiting for such a guy."

"...Were you sorry for me?"

"Yes, I was sorry."

Bliere looked straight at me and said.

"You didn't know anything, and that bastard, whether he was a crown prince or shit, told you that you were his mistress and then his wife, and he did all sorts of crazy things. You were so pathetic that you believed that bastard Noavian and waited for him."

"What is that ancient magic? Are our souls being exchanged?"

"That's right. But it can only be done when one's soul is far away from the physical body, like when it's about to die. I aimed for that moment, right before you died."

Bliere first glanced at Lottie, and then began to explain in detail how hard she had racked her foolish brain.

"I would have been killed immediately if I had confronted my father, and since the only thing I learned was magic, called sorcery, I couldn't think of any other way."

"...If you had come to me, I would have helped you."

And at that one word, Bliere's mischievous expression twisted for just a moment and then returned.

Bliere stared at me intently, and then soon relaxed her tense lips.

"That's my biggest regret. I admit it. I was really stupid."

When I didn't answer, Bliere added.

"I thought you were as crazy and fickle as me, before I met you."

"...You're not wrong. I'm just as bad as you when I get angry."

Our eyes met in mid-air. Our serious expressions briefly turned into a smirk and then returned.

"If you hear how I dealt with those 'bastards' you're talking about, you'd be scared of me."

"Oh, really? Then you'll be surprised to hear how I prepared Count Acacia to ruin Noavian's plan? Oh, Count Acacia! Is that old man alive? That poor old man..."

"He's alive."

Suddenly.

Staring at Bliere, who was checking on Count Acacia's life, I blurted out the words that had been stuck in my heart like thorns.

"But you..."

Bliere raised an eyebrow.

"Were you going to die?"

I couldn't control my trembling voice and snapped at Bliere.

Bliere, who had been lost in thought, frowned slightly.

"When I was trying to exchange our souls? Why would I die for you? I just thought I might die like this... but I didn't stop."

"You said you should have died."

"I remembered Lottie's warning about that damn difficult magic a little late. But well, I'd already done it. Maybe because we were twins with the same magic, I was able to survive even though the magic was a bit clumsy?"

Bliere shrugged.

Seeing that, Lottie's hand slapped Bliere's back without hesitation.

She had been biting her plump lips so hard while Bliere was talking.

"I knew it! I knew it! I thought something was wrong with the books on the bookshelf!"

"Ah! Ouch! I did so much research on that bastard Crown Prince! I stole some books to investigate why that bastard was so interested in the mana stone container! In the end, it was good for Lottie too, wasn't it?"

"I thought you were dead!"

Lottie stopped hitting her back and hugged Bliere, sobbing.

And at that moment.

"Is this all true?"

Suddenly, the air in the room turned cold.

Everyone's gaze turned silently to the open door.

"Gregory...!"

It was Gregory, Bianca, and Olivia.

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"...Can you just send them away like that?"

"It was something you needed to know eventually, brother."

Gregory let out a sigh, saying, "How could this have happened..." and when I started telling the story, and Olivia and Bianca opened their mouths, he trembled.

His face was full of resentment at how no one had told him such a big thing.

He muttered that his father couldn't have simply abandoned Bliere because of his mother's death.

Gregory then looked as if he was guessing something for a while and disappeared, saying he would go find his father.

"Brother, brother..."

Bliere followed the afterimage of her brother, who looked so much like her.

Then, as if her head was starting to hurt, she put her hand on her forehead and told everyone to leave because she wanted to rest.

"No, it's you who should leave, Bliere."

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I started to take off the white priest's robe I was wearing.

Roardnes, who was standing next to me, awkwardly took my coat.

"What? Why are you suddenly taking off your clothes and acting crazy?"

"We have to change back. Both of us."

"!"

Bliere finally looked at the clothes she was wearing with her fingers.

It was the pale dress I had put on in the basement of Bardenaldo.

"Adria should be the one lying down now."

"So suddenly? You've only just figured out what you've done with my body? I don't have a good memory like you, so I forgot it quickly."

"Yona knows our situation roughly. Just act like me for a while. Bliere, the Countess of Acacia, is still a maid to the Crown Princess and an aide to the late Crown Prince, so the situation is different from before."

"What is a maid of the Crown Princess who will be tried and executed soon going to do..."

When Bliere stumbled to her feet and began to change her clothes, Roardnes eventually left the room. Bliere glanced at him and a playful smile appeared on her lips.

"Then I'll be with your lover too..."

"Don't even dream of it."

"Look at this. Look at how fierce she is. Isn't she my sister?"

Bliere grumbled and soon stood with only her underdress on.

I also handed her the priest's robe while wearing only my underdress.

"It's going to be very different from before."

"Yeah, well, it's going to be different."

"Now, with your changed status, get your revenge on your father properly. Do whatever you want. Just try to be a little less rude. I've built up a pretty good image for you."

"This is you telling me what to do..."

Knock, knock.

Just as Bliere bristled while putting on the priest's robe, there was a polite knock at the door.

I quickly got into bed and closed my eyes. I could see through my slightly open eyes that Bliere was flustered and awkwardly straightened her back.

Bang!

When the door opened, High Priest Teln stood there with a bunch of priests, his eyes shining.

Without a trace of doubt, Teln approached Bliere, who was wearing the priest's robe, and clasped her hand. And then...

"I will personally do my best to ensure that not only Her Highness the Grand Duchess, but also Madam, can use the name of a saint!"

"What the hell is this..."

"Since you have received many accurate oracles, Madam is also worthy of the title of saint! Am I not a witness? Lord Winston and Prince Epero saw it too!"

Bliere's head creaked and turned to me, who was lying with my eyes half-closed.

"I will help you become the greatest saint in history! This Teln will be by your side!"

Bliere's pale lips silently formed a rude curse at me.

I closed my eyes tightly as if I had seen nothing.

And I heard the sound of Bliere's feet disappearing as she was almost dragged out of the room, receiving cheers from the priests.

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