Chapter 100 – 100
“You risked your life for just that?”
“For my sister, it was a matter of her entire life.”
“Now that it’s all been achieved, why are you bringing up a contract with me?”
“……Since I have achieved my goal, I want to do as Your Excellency wishes.”
“And what do you think I wish for?”
Melione shouted, filled with rage. To this, Euro answered quietly.
“For me to disappear from your sight.”
As Melione remained inexplicably silent, Euro kept his head bowed, letting out each word with great difficulty.
“……If it were the Spioren Family, you could have welcomed a [Read on Read BL Novels]wife somehow; you’ve always [visit our site]been able to. Yet, for some reason, Your Excellency kept postponing the marriage. Watching that, I thought: Your Excellency does not want such [stolen content]a marriage, and has no intention of having children to carry on the family line.”
“…….”
“That’s why I thought I would be a viable option. I also desperately wanted to leave Norden.”
A surge of emotion welled up from deep within his chest, making his throat ache. However, Euro struggled with all his might not to cry. Because he was not the one who should be weeping.
“I didn’t want my sister to die, and I thought Your Excellency felt the same. I thought perhaps Your Excellency hated the idea of someone dying because of your own curse……”
Euro slowly lifted his head. What he saw was Melione, crumbling bit by bit, seized by an emotion that was impossible to distinguish as either anger or sorrow.
“Silon, where I arrived, was such a beautiful place. Everyone was kind to me, and Your Excellency was no different. That’s why……”
“…….”
“I took advantage of Your Excellency’s heart.”
His heart beat frantically, and an emotion so immense swept over him that he felt powerless to control it.
He tried his best to hold it back, but he couldn’t stop his eyes from reddening and filling with tears.
“I couldn’t afford to be kicked out halfway through. I had to endure staying in Silon until my sister and His Highness officially promised and announced their marriage.”
“…….”
“So, I acted exactly as Your Excellency told me to. In truth, I…… I.”
“…….”
“I do not love Your Excellency.”
Not everything was the truth, but neither was everything a lie. How could he claim that every single action he had taken since coming to Silon had been insincere?
Regardless of how the situation had changed, the fact that he had deceived Melione remained unchanged. In the end, that was what had tripped him up.
“……All of it was a lie?”
Despite having just said that everything he did was an act, Melione wore an expression of disbelief the moment he heard the truth.
“Yes.”
“…….”
“I was greedy. I should have stopped halfway, but I couldn’t. I suppose I was just desperate because I’ve never received something like love in my life.”
“…….”
“Even after the banquet ends, I have no intention of returning to Silon. How could I possibly dare to do such a thing?”
As Euro spoke, he stood up. Even if he were told to vanish from sight this very instant, he could do so. What right did he have to say anything here?
He was no different from a criminal. He had played with a person’s heart at his whim, and in his arrogance—believing he could save him—he had inflicted wounds upon Melione that didn’t need to exist.
Whether Melione had been fooled by his acting or not was irrelevant. Regardless, he had consistently lied to him. It was a deception.
“……I’m sorry.”
“…….”
“I am truly sorry.”
Euro bowed his head deeply toward Melione. Then, leaving behind a speechless Melione who seemed half-out of his mind, he fled the dining hall.
Only then did the suppressed tears burst forth. From the moment he uttered the words that he didn’t love Melione, an unbearable pain surged through him.
Even if every other word had been true, the claim that he didn’t love him could never be the truth. Even now, he was so consumed by the single fact that he couldn’t save him that he couldn’t think of anything else.
Euro wanted to save Melione. In truth, he no longer cared about anyone else’s life; he felt he would do anything if it meant he could save only him.
He felt that for other things, he could find a way if he racked his brain, but the fact that he couldn’t do the same for Melione’s problem tormented him.
He felt it would be fine even if there were no happy future with Melione. After all, all the words he had just spat out were things he had prepared to say eventually.
He had planned to leave abruptly once the curse was broken and all the tragedies vanished. He thought he could overcome this level of wound quickly, and that it would naturally be possible as long as Melione survived.
But what was all this? He had ended up inflicting all sorts of wounds without even being able to save Melione. He didn’t know how he could ever look at Melione’s face again.
The director had always told him that lies, the more you tell them, grow like a snowball until they eventually bury the person who told them.
This was the result of the lies he had told. There was [unauthorized copy]nothing that could be undone, and the person most wounded was Melione. Everything was his fault.
Roughly wiping away the tears that kept blurring his vision, Euro hurried up the stairs. But then, Melione, who had chased after him, grabbed Euro’s wrist and pulled him back violently.
Then, without giving him a chance to speak, he dragged Euro up the stairs with long strides. After crossing the hallway, he flung open the door to a room and pushed Euro inside.
Euro didn’t know what was happening. He simply let tears fall, and Melione slammed the door shut and stood with his back to it.
“Why are you crying?”
“…….”
“Why are you crying?”
“I want to leave, please move.”
No matter how much he wiped them, the tears showed no sign of stopping, and Euro tried to push him aside to get out.
However, Melione, guarding the exit, didn’t budge. He grabbed Euro’s shoulders with both hands and spoke.
“I’ve been having strange dreams since you arrived.”
Melione suddenly began talking about a dream. Not understanding immediately, Euro struggled and pushed his hands away regardless of what he was saying.
“Please…… let me out, Your Excellency.”
“Listen quietly.”
“…….”
“Because you’re the only one who can give me an answer.”
At those words, Euro snapped back to his senses and stared at Melione with wet eyes. He looked desperate.
“You appear in my dreams.”
“…….”
“In an impossible form.”
At Melione’s words, Euro felt his heart drop. Simultaneously, the eyes meeting Read on Read BL Novelshis [visit our site]began to shake uncontrollably.
“No matter how much I thought about it, it didn’t seem like a dream, and sure enough, there were scratch marks on my back.”
“…….”
“Want to see?”
The strength in Euro’s arms, which had been desperately trying to push Melione away, vanished. Unable to even meet Melione’s eyes, he dropped his head.
In that moment, Melione’s suspicion became certainty.
“Explain it with your own mouth. This wasn’t a dream, was it?”
“…….”
“Speak.”
“…….”
“Tell me what kind of greed you were indulging!”
Melione pressed Euro harshly. At this, the strength left Euro’s legs, and he collapsed onto the floor.
And ridiculously, in that moment, the conversation he had with Larry during the day came to mind.
‘The curse has lasted so long that it seems to be less affected by my power. You could say he’s grown accustomed to it, like developing a tolerance to a drug.’
Larry had said that if one takes the love drug multiple times, they become aware that the moment is not a dream. But Euro hadn’t used the love drug enough times to be considered “multiple.”
However, it was different if it was a drug made with Larry’s power. Larry said the drugs he made were of high purity because he didn’t mix in various other things.
But what if that wasn’t the only reason? What if Larry’s own power was actually infused into every drug he made?
Euro lifted his head and stared at Melione. He now understood everything—why the first sleeping pill he gave him hadn’t worked well, and why Melione had asked him if anything had happened during the night after the first use.
“I-I’m sorry.”
Euro trembled. His face turned pale, as if he had been drenched in a cold winter rain, and he pleaded with his hands clasped, shaking like a leaf.
“I’m sorry, I’m so…… I……”
He had crossed a river of no return. Now, he couldn’t even use the excuse that he did it to save him. No, even if such an excuse existed, it was something Melione had every right to be furious about.
At the time, he thought it was the only way, and he hadn’t thought deeply about the aftermath. Everything started from that complacent thought.
“Just as you pleased, just as you liked…… and after all that, you want me to do as you wish and disappear?”
“…….”
“This is probably just what you wanted all along. Don’t you dare use me as an excuse.”
Melione barked coldly, and Euro’s mind went blank, leaving him unable to say a word. Melione couldn’t bear to look at Euro in that state and turned his head away.
“If you’re going to die, die in Silon, in front of me. No, watch with your own eyes as I die.”
“…….”
“Until then, you can never die as you please. Do you understand?”
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