Does she go away the home? (2) – unedited

The Demon King Kaylehartz Blanc Ferrier Rodenhaire captured all of the villagers who consumed the physique of his subordinates and made a highway with their corpses. The villagers died coldly, blood bursting from throughout their physique on the contact of his finger. It was actually carnage.

“Then don’t go away. please. There have been no lies in my coronary heart. If Erina leaves, I’ll die.”

Moderately than not desirous to reply Merson’s phrases, I had nothing to say.

I stood in entrance of the door with the identical backpack I had once I headed to Sezaine three years in the past. Then Merson shortly blocks my manner.

“Don’t go.”

The unhappy eyes, which might hardly be mentioned to belong to the Demon King, quickly grew to become watery.

“I … I don’t suppose I can kiss you anymore.”

I handed him and went out of the inn. Rattling, there are lots of people strolling the streets due to the sunny climate. I need to be alone, however I want someplace to suppose.

As a lady immediately pops up and is dragging her toes in the midst of the road, I begin to hear whispers in the direction of me. Moreover, the murmur solely grew louder.

“Erina, I’m sorry. I’m sorry.”

Merson chased after me, hugged me, and began to cry with me.

I pushed Merson away. The solar is so vivid that it’s arduous to have a look at Merson’s face.

“I don’t know. I actually don’t know.”

“I’ll clarify many times so Erina can absolutely perceive.”

He was wanting so troubled. Regardless of how I have a look at it, it was Merson.

However Merson, who has Kayle’s reminiscences?

He handled me whereas hiding the picture of the Demon King who killed individuals by pulling out disgusting blood balls and tried to make me do the identical. These two figures couldn’t match.

I shook my head and walked away from Merson.

That is scary. Ultimately, every little thing I knew once I entered this ebook was faux.

Even Merson, who I believed in a lot.

* * *

“Saint? Your complexion doesn’t look good. We could postpone the report till later?”

Sweat beaded on Depend Abitz’s brow. He was nervous, questioning if he had made a comment which may have offended the Saint. The Saint referred to as, however from the second Depend Abitz entered the Saint’s room, the Saint’s curiosity didn’t stick with him.

“Don’t. How is Sezaine going?”

“We’re constructing a camp by plowing the land that was used for farming. So long as no variables intervene, I believe we will meet the development date, so that you don’t have to fret.”

“The variable has already intervened.”

The Saint, who had been staring into the space whereas leaning on the couch, now appears at Depend Abitz. The Saint as she took a sip from the teacup, was gradual. Her stabbing sharp eyes turned to Depend Abitz.

“What about Guernia’s consciousness?”

“Ah, that… The very best docs on the continent are being referred to as and treating her, so she ought to be capable to come to her senses quickly.”

“Quickly? It’s disappointing that Depend Abitz makes use of phrases that aren’t so clear.”

“That’s… quickly…….”

Sweat flowed like rain and his handkerchief was all moist. The Saint was in a nasty temper, and Depend Abitz was way more inflexible than standard.

“Please name Theron Abitz.”

“My son? He gained’t assist you in any respect. He doesn’t even present his nostril on the banquet…….”

“Then who will go to Sezaine as a substitute of Guernia? How many individuals within the county do you suppose I can belief? Theron Abitz can be a loyal canine till sweeter candies arrive, so long as you maintain the sweet properly. It’s very simple to deal with. Any more, I’ll obtain stories about Sezaine by means of Theron Avitz. Instantly after dispatch, ship detailed progress… to me.”

“If my son goes to Sezaine, what’s going to Guernia do?”

The Saint poured tea into Depend Abitz’s teacup, which was full. The tea overflowed, soaking the desk , till it dripped onto Depend Abitz’s footwear.

“Tea that overflows turns into undrinkable. You haven’t any selection however to wipe it away.”

* * *

I didn’t know both. The place I fled in concern was the imperial palace.

Seeing me wandering round in entrance of the imperial palace, a knight guarding the citadel gate approached me and requested a menacing query. Who’re you, why are you right here, and different very apparent issues.

Earlier than I might reply, I searched my bag and took it out. The handkerchief that the Emperor pressured me to have on the final banquet.

The impact was good. When the knight confirmed it, his perspective modified 180 levels that I even questioned if it was the identical individual.

His tone of voice grew to become extra well mannered. He was once cautious of me, however now he guarded me by being cautious of his environment. It’s broad daylight and there doesn’t appear to be any harmful individual aiming for me in entrance of the imperial palace, the place authority soars to the sky.

I headed to a sure room after being guided by the knight.

“You may wait right here. Please ring the bell in case you want something.”

After talking, the knight left the room. After I was left alone in a very massive and splendid room, I felt remorse over what I used to be considering once I got here right here.

“I have to be loopy.”

I merely wanted a spot to prepare my ideas. The streets had been crowded with many individuals, making my nerves dizzy.

It wasn’t comfy as a result of the place was like this, however I really feel like I might breathe somewhat bit as a result of I’ve lastly discovered my very own house the place I’m not disturbed.

I used to be standing in a single place though there have been luxurious sofas and chairs. As a result of it was the very first thing to do to relax my difficult thoughts.

I admit that this ebook is now not what I knew, and the way I ought to deal with Merson sooner or later…….

Though Merson had not misplaced his reminiscence, he had handled the Saint bluntly. I believed he didn’t bear in mind something, so he was affectionate with me in entrance of the Saint, however in actual fact he knew every little thing and didn’t care in any respect whether or not the Saint was there or not. In different phrases, Kayle doesn’t just like the Saint.

“Then what have I learn? What the hell is that novel…….”

I don’t suppose I intervened within the novel and adjusted the state of affairs. Within the first place, even earlier than I met the Saint and the Emperor, they’d lived their lives as characters totally different from these within the novel, and even Merson, who I believed I had influenced somewhat, didn’t truly lose his reminiscence.