“Those two, they are engaged.”
“Pardon?”
I let my jaw drop at that huge bombshell and slowly shifted my head over to Yi Hyeon-Seong. He blushed his cheeks a little when our gazes met, and I saw him look away soon after.
Yu Jung-Hyeok and Han Su-Yeong – the First Prince of the Kaixenix Archipelago, and the esteemed daughter of an Earl.
Sure, there was quite a difference in height to overcome, but….. When looking at them some more, they did seem well suited to each other. Their personalities were a bad match-up, but then again, they had a surprising amount of similarities, too.
My mischievous streak reared its head and I raised my voice. “Oiii. You two kind of resemble a black bear and a newborn chick…..”
Almost at the same time, gigantic murderous intent flew in my direction.
“I'll kill you.”
“One more word, and I'll tear your mouth wide open.”
Cold sweat trickled down my backside.
Jeong Hui-Won whispered in my ear. “Maybe it's better not to provoke them?”
“I guess so. By the way…. Didn't something happen on your side as well, Hui-Won-ssi?”
“….Excuse me?”
I replied Jeong Hui-Won's confusion with a grin and quickly got in between Yu Jung-Hyeok and Han Su-Yeong. Their facial expressions were frozen stiff as if they were unhappy about my joke earlier.
“Han Su-Yeong. Your role is the most important one. You know that, right? You gotta do your part properly, so that…..”
She didn't answer back.
“….Han Su-Yeong?”
Tsu-chuchuchuchut!
Strange sparks suddenly danced around her figure. I instantly figured out what happened; Yuri di Aristel's ego was pushing aside Han Su-Yeong's.
⸢I'll never let you go.⸥
Yuri was crying out, tears streaming out of her eyes.
⸢Sooner or later, you'll regret leaving this place!⸥
⸢All the Fables you possess will wither away like ruins with no one visiting them, and no one will remember them anymore.⸥
⸢And in the end, they won't even be able to stay frozen in this island and vanish from this world!⸥
I looked back at her and made my reply. “That could happen.”
⸢What was that?⸥
Yuri sounded dumbfounded. I quietly observed her for a moment.
Yuri di Aristel – this scenario's original heroine.
If the scenario unfolded as it should have, then by this time, she'd probably have become the king's lover after experiencing a regular life of growing up as someone's daughter.
⸢If you remain in this world, you'll all be safe.⸥
I could sympathise with her, who had no choice but to say something like that, but at the same time, I could not claim to sympathise with her point of view. Because we weren't living in the same Fable.
In a way, you were simply reading the stories, no matter how many you had read so far. Perhaps that was why, all I could do for now was not to arrogantly convince her, but to simply imagine.
….What if Han Su-Yeong was me, what would she have said right about now?
⸢I'll ask the 'King of Reincarnators' for a favour. Let us remain in this place together. And entrust yourselves to the Samsara's wall. When you do…..⸥
“Then, we'd live on while carrying out the exact same scenario every single time.”
⸢What?⸥
I slowly blinked my eyes and asked her. “Yuri di Aristel. How did it feel when you became the queen for the first time ever?”
Her irises quaked intensely just then.
⸢I…..⸥
The 'Isle of Reincarnators' was basically a museum of ancient Fables that had disappeared in the back alleys of the changing era.
The foundation of this world was one of the 3rd generation's medieval-themed fantasy settings. Yuri di Aristel would've lived the same life over and over again while repeating the actions and speeches as set out by the Great Fable.
Han Su-Yeong knew this, and she probably wanted to show her host the possibility of new stories.
….Tell her that we were not slaves ruled by the Fables.
⸢I, only….!!⸥
Most likely, Yuri had realised it by now. Because, Han Su-Yeong was an excellent writer, after all.
“You like Han Su-Yeong, yes?”
“If you do, please believe in her. She will definitely not abandon you.”
Yuri di Aristel looked at me for a little while before forming a complicated expression; her presence vanished afterwards. A round of lightly-dancing sparks later, Han Su-Yeong's white irises reverted back to their normal state.
She staggered a little bit as if she was struck by a dizzy spell. She then looked at me as if impressed by my actions and spoke. “….Kim Dok-Ja. Not too shabby, eh?”
[You've come,
Finally, we reached the opening stages of the 'Great War of Saints and Demons'.
Chapter end
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