I Am a Low-Class Aristocrat of a Perishing Country - I Am a Low-Class Aristocrat of a Perishing Country chapter 24

24 – People who commit crimes, people who will commit crimes

Sunlight pours in from the entrance that looks like the wings are spread wide on both sides of the strangely shaped rocks.

The Great Hall was a space boasting a considerable size.

Only a portion of the ground is exposed to sunlight. If you avert your gaze a little, the darkness of the dark space shows off the emptiness.

At the center of the shadows, where there should have been nothing, there were one man and one woman. It was Charles, who was lying neatly on the altar and sleeping soundly, and Siegharun, who was staring down at such Charles.

“…”

In the darkness, her ruby-like eyes shone brightly. Siegharun stared at Charles silently, lost in thought.

‘Now… The preparations are complete.’

Iru Elfi Yustiha can’t move even in case of emergency. Even if the rest of the four dukes except Peita moved, it would be too late.

Ziekharun suddenly remembered a man. He is a man with black hair and red eyes, just like himself. His colleagues might have been mistaken had it not been for the height difference of one head between hers.

A man without any information had shocking physical abilities. The imbalance of her physical abilities and motor nerves stood out, making her eccentric.

He should have been consumed by the golden heat rays, but he felt a prickly feeling, like sand caught in his throat.

It must be because he killed someone for the first time. Siegharun decided to dismiss it that way.

‘With the sacrifice of one child, the trigger for the fall of the empire is completed. Yes… The empire will perish…’

He constantly asked his inner self.

Is this really good?

Slowly.

The back of Siegharun’s hand brushed through Charles’ golden hair. It was as soft as down and as smooth as a frozen pond.

Zeegharun was taken by surprise. It was because he admired the overly vivid humanness. His attention was taken away for a moment by the features that were clearly visible even in the shadows.

“Ah…”

It was Charles talking in his sleep. It was in response that Zeke Harun brushed the side of her hair and placed her fingertips on her cheek.

‘It’s warm.’

It was the touch she felt with her fingertips close to her fingernails. It was such a weak contact.

Ziekharun felt the warmth of people.

“Ha ha ha…”

The result of uncontrollable unconsciousness was collapsed self-help. Siegharun rarely faced a huge embarrassment.

“What choice did I have to make?”

I asked in a trembling voice.

There was no answer.

Ziekharun turned his gaze to the sunlight that did not reach the altar. It was an equal light that evenly illuminated the world, reaching into the shady Great Hollow.

It must be warm. If you warm it up, you will feel drowsy.

She thought it was a relief that no one was here right now. As long as there were eyes watching her, she had to reign as Zeke Harun, who was always chauvinistic and strong.

Until the day time permits, she has to live that kind of life.

Otherwise, I would have been devastating to my heart’s content without being afraid of the eyes of others.

‘I’m too dirty to go to Yangji now.’

A large hood completely covered Siegharun’s head. Inside the shady hood, only ruby eyes wriggled quietly.

It was the eyes of a man who harbored guilt.

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IRLP was going down the dark spiral staircase alone. It was a secret space in the main palace where the number of people allowed to enter was limited.

It was underground where light did not reach, but large lights were placed at regular intervals, so there was no worry about tripping.

At the end of the spiral staircase was an ornately decorated door. Irlfy took a deep breath and slowly went inside.

“Miren.”

Unlike the gloomy outside, the inside of the door was as bright as sunlight. It was as spacious and splendid as a room for VIPs, and the necessary items were neatly arranged without a speck of dust.

At the corner of the room was a bed large enough for four people. At times, the wide surface area made me feel lonely.

The owner of the bed was a girl with a small physique compared to the seat she was lying on, so she must have been even more like that.

“Sister came after a long time? I’m sorry.”

IRLPy lightly stroked Mirren’s well-groomed face. Her chest throbbed as she looked at her skinny figure, barely sticking to her skin.

What makes Ir Elfi’s heart even colder is that her Mirren’s growth has stopped since she fell asleep.

My little sister, who was only four years old, had neatly stopped growing since her soul was held in a golden chain. She was a fourteen-year-old girl, no different than ever.

“Isn’t it painful? Isn’t it frustrating? Sister, I hope Mirren wakes up soon.”

Mirren’s body is now bound by the Golden Chain, which is part of the Eld Chain. As long as the soul was held in chains, breaking the chains could have more dangerous consequences.

The situation of Mirren, who is redeemed like her sinner, is miserable in contrast to the appearance of an innocent child.

Even so, Ir Elfi held back and spoke to me kindly.

“Mirren, do you know that? My sister has been living in our mansion for the past few days… So she has been living in a different mansion, not the Marquis of Justiha. The reason is speculative…”

Ir Elfi talked about the many things she had experienced so far.

Meeting Nefi, daily life in the mansion, and events in the social world.

“Mirren may not believe it, but when Nefi dances, her pelvis makes a noise like a rusty wagon. Besides, even though she is a marquis, she always uses honorifics with her servants? Also, she often talks nonsense, and that’s funny. People are so soft again. It’s cool to say that I’ll give you half of that huge mansion…”

There were so many stories she wanted to tell, perhaps because she hadn’t stopped by. Daily life at the mansion was always colorful and a bit enjoyable.

“Mirren, to be honest, Nefi is a very wicked man. He has made great mistakes in the past. So I’ve been wary of it all along… But now I don’t know anything. Even after living for 500 years, I’m talking to my peers, and I don’t want to do bad things. I don’t even decorate it. I grumble and do everything I’m told to do…”

Irelfi gently grabbed the back of Mirren’s hand.

“Could your blood really be a bad person? If she was a misunderstanding… How should she apologize to her sister? She was in fact she excused her sister a little… Not a lot on her first meeting. …”

Irelfi recalled the first encounter when he mercilessly slaughtered Nepi’s limbs and waist with an intangible sword. It was her rightful conduct as the commander of the ordered knights, but she used to care about her actions at the time.

Should I apologize or not? This one was really vague.

“I want to get back to our daily life as soon as possible. Mirren and her sister are at Charles’ tea party, um… I hope your blood is restless.”

A gentle smile lingered on the lips of Irelpi.

Yes, I want to keep my current daily life.

Our, my, unchanging daily life.

At that time, I suddenly felt a stabbing pain in Ir Elfi’s temple.

Stick-

“Ugh… What is it?”

Since she was born, she has been healthy without any illnesses. She had a hard time controlling her body from the excruciating pain that came on her suddenly.

She did something wrong and she had to take a few steps back from her bed for fear of harming Mirren.

Ziying, ziying-

“Ah… Uh… Ah…”

The headache was followed by a strange sensation of tinnitus ripping through her skull. My body stumbles at the tickling sensation as if bugs were crawling through my brain and the feeling of my eardrums bursting.

“Wheat… N…”

Ir Elfi can’t even pronounce Mirren’s name properly. She leaned against her table, unable to bear her mysterious phenomenon.

It was difficult to control her body by herself. With a little force in her grip, the table she leaned on crumbled like a cookie.

Ir Elfi, who lost her support, fell over.

“Ah… Ah…!”

She struggled with her moaning until finally she let out her scream.

Following the Elfie wriggling like a caterpillar on the ground, she saw a world-destroying flash.

Her consciousness sank into a deep sleep with the world turning white.

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Creak, creak, squeak-

Everything was dark. Her body felt stuffy because she had lost her freedom, and her lungs seemed to have dust, and each time she breathed, the inside of her chest stung.

“Ah… Uh… This… Eh…?”

A hideous squeak that could only be heard in a forge came from her throat. She had no tongue, so she couldn’t even pronounce it clearly.

She behaved with a frustrating body.

Squeak, creak, squeaky…

The roughened surfaces of the rusted iron scratched each other, creating a terrifying noise. She finally found out why her whole body was stuffy.

Heavy armor wrapped around her from her head to her toes.

“Ooh… Ee… Ah…?”

Is this a dream?

She-Ir Elfi noticed that the pain she had just felt had completely healed.

Although the pain is said to have disappeared, the current state of the body was incomprehensible. She wanted to dream like this no matter what she dreamed.

As Ir Elfi’s vision began to adjust to the darkness, I noticed a long object stuck near her cabin.

“This… Uh…”

This is… A sword. It was a single longsword.

The dark red weapon in the form of a nodachi had a thick scent of blood. I don’t know whose belongings it was, but it was clear that it was a heinous sign of cheating.

I was afraid to guess how many people’s blood had to be buried to create such a terrible abomination.

She saw things for the first time and thought them contemptuous.

‘What a nightmare? I don’t know how to wake up.’

The body was like that of an old woman who was dying, and the presence of heavy armor and bloody swords covering her body was an unpleasant factor beyond imagination.

I want to wake up as soon as possible and see Mirren.

As Irlfi was pondering, he heard the sound of footsteps breaking through the bush outside.

‘Who are you? Not one or two It’s huge!’

For some reason, her flesh that pierces her skin has been oppressing her. Ir Elfi slowly rose from her seat.

Creak, creak.

Ir Elfi was about to go out of her house.

A man’s roar made the members of the group vibrate.

“Ir Elfi the Destroyer, come out and meet her death!”

“Uh…?”

What…?

She chewed it two or three times, thinking that maybe she had heard it wrong. But her man’s roar was so loud that she couldn’t hear her wrong, and unlike her, her pronunciation was clear.

‘The Annihilator… Illelfi…? What is a destroyer and…’

To come out and die by yourself?

She couldn’t understand. Even though she knew it was a dream, she felt resentment.

Although she may not have never made a single mistake in her life, it was clear at a glance that she lived her life without shame.

She didn’t know why she had to die or why she had to listen to such screams, so she felt unfair.

Ir Elfi trudged her massive body outside her cabin.

It was an extreme sense of contempt to greet Ir Elfi, who was finally fully revealed in the moonlight. For here and there she openly communicated her abhorrence, which contained a curse.

“Seriously, he’s a hideous figure worthy of his nickname. He has gray hair that drags like a broomstick, and heavy armor piled all over his body.”

“Even if you look at it like that, they were famous for their beauty in the past, but all of them had blind eyes.”

“If she did, she wouldn’t be a wicked witch. She deserves to die.”

Many of her malice were directed at her. Irrelpi couldn’t help but be really embarrassed.

‘I… What did I do to deserve such insulting comments? What do they have against me?’

She was oblivious to the fact that this was not reality. It was the result of her vivid sense of reality and a terrible sense of deja vu.

‘Huh? That’s…’

It was when IrLP’s focus was waning. Suddenly, the crowd split in two.

It is two people who emerge from the divided crowd. It was a huge man of mature age who was shouting a roar and a young man wearing a large hood.

As soon as Ir Elfi saw her young man, she felt a shock like being struck by lightning.

Jet-black hair and ruby-like eyes. The impression that has become so familiar in the period of nearly half a year.

“Eh… This…?”

Nefi…?

Why? The question ran through her mind. Then, Ir Elfi let out a sigh of relief.

‘It’s not Neffi. She’s dark, so I’m mistaken.’

As she concentrated her eyes, the other person’s figure was clearly visible. Even with black hair and red eyes like Neffy’s, the appearance was subtly different.

While Neffi looked relatively masculine, the man he was seeing was neutral enough to be described as beautiful, and he was slightly shorter than Neffi.

“Is that Irlp?”

Her man’s ruby-like eyes turned to Ir Elfi. Through the thinly drilled hole in her helm, their eyes met each other’s eyes.

‘Kuh?!’

As soon as our eyes met, Ir Elfi experienced extreme dizziness again. The world distorted and melted into a bright flash.

Until the point where Irelpi closed his eyes, the middle-aged man who shouted a loud roar with someone who resembled Neffi was calmly having an incomprehensible conversation.

Then the earth boiled. The moment the golden pillar changed heaven and earth, her consciousness sensed an unknown intention.

[Daily life… Captured… My… That…]

Someone’s voice flowed like a river in a world of white flashes that repeat the Gaebyeok.

It was someone’s earnest and earnest wish and calling.

[Protect.]

With a word of her own right, Ir Elfi regained her consciousness.

“Ouch!”

Her hand was pricked by a piece of her broken table and it stung. Even though she wasn’t hurt, the pain was definitely present.

This meant that she had returned to her reality.

“hahahaha, what happened… I don’t have nightmares like I’m going to collapse, not anyone else.”

She approached Mirren and tenderly reassured her that nothing had happened.

“My sister accidentally messed up Mirren’s room. She’ll call an exclusive attendant to come, so could you wait a bit?”

Leelfi left Mirren’s room behind and climbed the dark spiral staircase again.

[Protect.]

I can’t forget the simple words I heard in the shaking world. Elfi climbed the stairs in silence to get rid of her uncomfortable dreams.

Ugh-

That time. The golden chain that bound Mirren emitted a faint light. It soon became quiet, so there were no witnesses.