I Possessed an Academy Without a Protagonist - I Possessed an Academy Without a Protagonist chapter 269

Chapter 267. Romeo and Juliet (4)

The handover took place quickly.

It was a process to pass on everything I knew.

However, I somehow managed not to reveal the fact that I was the author of this novel and that she possessed it.

I wondered if it would be okay to talk now, but strangely, the words didn’t come out.

When I revealed it to Yulia, she came out easily.

It was a strange thing.

The remaining lifespan is about five days.

I had to hurry.

Perhaps everyone understood that, no one was complaining about my takeover.

All I did was prepare for the world after my death by silently writing down the information I was talking about.

However, not everyone was convinced.

“Brother, what are you doing these days?”

“What?”

“What if I tell you all about this and that?”

“That’s how you win.”

“It’s all you need to know if your brother is alive. Then you don’t have to tell him. But why do you keep acting like someone who will die soon…”

Entering her room, Emilia shed tears as she gripped the width of her skirt.

Those transparent tears dripped down and soaked her floor.

She was startled and tried to raise her body when Emilia ran up to her and hugged her tightly.

It hurt.

Her heart ached so much.

“You’re going to live, oppa… Find a heart that’s perfect for your oppa. Huh? His Majesty the Emperor and Erica are scouring the country right now. Among vegetative people and death row inmates, they’re trying to find something similar to your oppa’s heart data. “

“I hope you find it.”

“Don’t talk like you won’t find it. You will find it. You will find it.”

“I didn’t say I couldn’t find it.”

“It comes out from the way you speak…

I had nothing to say.

Because it was all true.

A heart that suits me.

That’s not going to happen.

Even if you search the whole country, you might find one, but if you limit the target to death row inmates or vegetative people, that would not come out.

That said, it was impossible to conduct tests on all citizens, even normal citizens.

A country that cuts open the hearts of its people to save one enemy.

No one would be loyal to such a country.

“There must be a way, brother. Please don’t let go of your hope.”

“Emilia.”

“Don’t act like you’re already dead… I won’t let you see an older brother like that, really.”

“Emilia. Can you look at my face?”

“Why…”

“I love you.”

“·······.”

A word that came boiling from the depths of my heart.

Hearing those words, Emilia’s face began to contort again.

She was sobbing, shaking her head in silence.

I know how hard it is to let go of a lover first.

Now she is in a position to give that pain to Emilia.

Knowing how painful it was, she was even more sorry.

“I really, really love you. I wouldn’t have come this far without you.”

“Speak like that… Don’t say that, seriously…!”

“Won’t you answer me?”

“I won’t do it. I’ll do it after my brother gets better. So, live until then.”

“Don’t be stubborn in strange places. Don’t regret it later.”

“Huh ····.

Since Emilia kept trying to be hugged, I grabbed her by the shoulder and blocked it.

I wiped the tears from her face so that she wouldn’t be fooled by her crying.

After calming down a bit, Emilia put her forehead to mine and met her eyes.

Then he took her trembling lips away.

“I love you… I love you too… I will love you forever…”

“Don’t worry. It was quickly forgotten.”

“Sir, don’t say that!”

“Okay. Sorry. Aww! It hurts! I’m sorry!”

Emilia almost stopped breathing at the thumping of her fists.

I accepted Emilia, who was sitting on top of me and hugging me.

Then she felt the body temperature for a while.

She heard her whimpering breath.

I enjoyed the smell of flesh.

All of these things might be the last.

***

-Schlus Heinkel Fighting Disease

-Schlus Heinkel attacked by demons in the desert frontier

-Has the war against the demons already happened?

Everywhere I looked, the articles were similar.

The only story was that Schluss Heinkel was attacked and did not appear outside at all.

However, it seems that everyone regards Schluse as a volatile material, and Trier nervously crumples the newspaper.

“Annoying…”

Schlus lay down sick.

That’s all.

I will die within the next week.

It was self-evident who caused it.

‘It’s because of me. It’s because of me. It’s because of me…’

The cause must have been the return of Hurtlocker, a capable combatant.

If Hurtlocker had been there, Schluss might not have been attacked in the heart.

So, it’s all my fault for dropping Hurt Locker out of vain envy.

I killed Schluse.

Trie never doubted that.

“Haa…”

Again.

I came again.

Standing in front of the residence of the president of Imperial University, Triae sighed deeply.

He stood in front of the front door several times, but couldn’t knock on the door.

He couldn’t face the schluss.

I’m afraid he’ll resent me for being like this because of me…

Of course, I knew full well that Schluss couldn’t do that.

He understands with his head, but his heart doesn’t follow.

Even when he mustered up the courage to stretch out his hand, his heart kept beating hard, his breathing quickened, and he became dizzy.

I can’t see Schluse.

Looking at his face, I felt like I would go mad with guilt.

Struggling with various excuses, Treee turned her back today as well.

“Oh.”

“Trie? Are you on your way out after seeing Schluss?”

“Ah. That, that’s…”

It was Iris.

A character that is hard to see these days.

Walking around, I could see Einz and Hurt Locker coming and going almost every day, but Iris seemed to have never seen it except when Schluse woke up.

Erica is busy that she needs to find a heart ······.

I wondered if Iris was too busy looking for a way to save Schluse.

“No… I couldn’t see it. Ahahahaha. Could you send my regards instead?”

“Tell me directly, Tree.”

“I can’t…!”

Trier raised her voice.

Seeing her Iris’s smile twist slightly, Trie felt her heart ache.

“Go in alone…”

“Today might be the last time, Trier.”

“You said you could see the future. Is Schluss dying today?”

“No. It’s tomorrow.”

“·······.”

Trie’s mouth opened wide.

Schlus will die tomorrow.

The saintess who can see the future said so.

“That’s right. As Treee said, I see the future. I see dozens of futures every day. I’ve seen countless people die in them. But even after seeing the future, there are so many people who couldn’t be saved. “Isn’t it funny? With such great power, I’m still helpless. But I never sit still in a state of helplessness. Do you know why?”

“·······.”

“Self-loathing doesn’t lead to anything. If you don’t want to regret it, come along, tree.”

“Yes…”

Iris stretched out her beautiful, white hand.

Trie stared at it for a long time before gently holding onto it.

Then we headed for the front door together.

***

I’d rather die quickly.

Suddenly, I had an idea.

It would have been better if he had suddenly picked himself up and died instead of struggling to survive like this.

Thanks to my sober mind, I had more than one or two issues to deal with before I died.

The most troublesome among them was marriage.

Precisely speaking, it is the ‘s’.

“Let’s sort everything out. Nothing has been announced yet.”

That’s what I said.

Let’s invalidate everything.

No matter how much you think about it, it was a handshake to die after announcing the marriage with Emilia and Iris.

I am a body without a territory, family, or successor.

In other words, even if they recklessly got married without anything to pass on and died, nothing would go back to Emilia or Iris.

It would be far better to cancel the engagement than to make both of them widows in an instant.

For the future of the two, that was a better decision.

“What’s wrong with you brother? Really, why are you doing this? Are you doing this to make me hate you before you die? You want me to meet someone else?”

“·······.”

“If that’s the case, it’s a failure, oppa. Even if you hate it, there’s no way you don’t love your oppa. You really bad bastard…”

“·······.”

Of course, I had to receive a lot of criticism.

It was heartbreaking, but bearable.

Because I couldn’t sacrifice the future of the two of you for my momentary satisfaction.

Now, you may think you will only love your dead lover for the rest of your life, but as time passes and the torn wounds heal, your thoughts may change.

Like I did.

“I, I am… I will stay…”

“To the tree.”

“I’m sorry, Mr. Attendant… I brought out such a word for no reason…”

“Oh no, Mr. Trier!”

Unwillingly, the answer to Trier’s confession was also fuzzy.

I wanted to answer that feeling.

Because I know how hard it was to say it.

I also wanted to accept Triae as long as Emilia and Iris were allowed.

However, it was unreasonable to talk about such a thing while canceling the existing engagement.

“Wait a minute, Mr. Trier!”

“·······.”

Trier ran out of her room, and Emilia followed her.

The room with the door closed with a thump.

Only me and Iris remained inside, filling the inside with an awkward silence.

“Do you see the future these days?”

“·······.”

Iris shook her head slowly.

Then hesitantly approached the hospital bed.

“Not at all. I can’t see at all. On the surface, I pretend to see the future after Schluss dies and win the war against the demons… But in reality, I can’t see anything these days.”

“Good.”

“What’s going well. If you can’t see the future-“

“You’re more comfortable.”

“·······.”

A saintess who sees the future.

There are few people who know about it, but a hidden hero who silently peers into the cruel future and tries in all directions to change it.

That was Iris.

But she’ll be able to rest if she can’t see the future now. She

She No She’ll have no choice but to rest.

It seemed that it was time for Iris, who had been devoted to her, to rest in peace.

“That’s right. Hmm… Saint, I think I should quit.”

“I didn’t mean that.”

“I’ve made up my mind. I’m quitting.”

Iris gradually leaned over and raised her knees on top of her creaking bed.

Then he climbed onto the bed and sat on top of me.

She was taken aback when Iris came close to her.

I could feel her blood flow speeding up.

However, the performance of her low-temperature artificial heart couldn’t keep up with it, and her chest felt stuffy.

“I’m actually a bit sad.”

“What?”

“At one point, we even got engaged. Did we really develop a relationship like that? I don’t think I did. I unilaterally sought your love, and you accepted it reluctantly.”

“That’s not-“

“Tell me honestly. That’s right. With Miss Emilia, we make love every day, check each other’s feelings, and trust each other… We shared an infinite number of things. But what about me? ? What happened between me and Schluse?”

“·······.”

She was just saying the right words.

If you put your hand on her chest, you will never be able to say that I love Emilia and Iris equally.

Certainly, compared to Emilia, Iris and I lacked my affection and mutual bond.

There is still a faint longing in my heart for Iris.

I still have the perception that I am a noble existence that cannot be fully seen by reason and cannot be reached.

I couldn’t bear to deny that.

“I’m sorry. I was too negligent.”

“It’s okay. We can make up for everything.”

“I don’t have much time.”

“Enough.”

Lightly, Iris’s hand moved behind me.

Closing my neck, Iris came closer and closer to me.

She tilted her face gradually, but her chest, which felt softer than her lips, touched her first.

It was a sensation that I couldn’t feel when I was holding Emilia.

“I told you earlier. I will quit being her saint.”

“It was.”

“The engagement was also broken. Everything.”

“Uh… That’s right.”

“So it’s not adultery?”

Iris’ hand gripped my wrist and slowly raised it upwards.

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The soft touch felt on the fabric tickled my fingers.

The devastating sight of her fingers piercing and piercing took my breath away.

“Last time before I go… I want to have your child.”

Iris’ beautiful eyes shone.

Her tears were welling up as if they were going to overflow.

I slowly wrapped my arms around Iris’s waist and accepted her lips as she came closer.

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.

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“Whoa…”

Lichtenburg House.

Standing in the middle of a large room that had been turned into her laboratory, Erica sighed deeply.

The materials that arrived from the imperial palace were piled up in one place.

It didn’t take too long since it was simply a task of collating data.

I was able to research all the data that came today in 3 hours.

The result is-

“No…”

It was a failure.

There was no heart that matched the heart of Schluss.

The highest agreement was only 23 percent.

If the degree of concordance is at least 70%, the survival rate after surgery will barely exceed 1%, but this was not an estimate.

Kkaduk······

The sound of biting nails resounded hollowly.

I thought maybe the method wasn’t the problem.

If you search for a vegetative person or a death row inmate, there’s no way you’ll find a heart with a high degree of agreement.

Perhaps even at the expense of an innocent person by conducting a nationwide survey…

“No…”

My thoughts went to a dangerous place.

That kind of thing Schluss wouldn’t want.

I will refuse to the end.

But, just in case.

What if the right heart appears and Schluss refuses to kill innocent people?

Churlus is currently unable to use magic or internal circuits.

Being subdued should be an easy task.

In that case, wouldn’t it be right to have the surgery done by force?

“Ahh… I’m going crazy.”

That had to be a last resort, of course.

In addition, it was also the story of when a heart with a high degree of concordance appeared.

It was too early to comment yet.

Kung······

“Who… Is it Yulia? What’s the matter?”

“Sister.”

At that time, the door opened from the back and Yulia appeared in a wheelchair.

Erika forgot her tiredness and smiled at her.

However, there was a little bit of awkwardness in that smile that wasn’t there before.

Yulia has been reincarnated over and over again for hundreds of years.

After she found out, it was hard for her to treat her completely the way she used to.

“I’m sorry. Could you leave for a minute?”

“Okay, ma’am.”

“Yulia. What’s up?”

“·······.”

Julia let her maid out with her wheelchair, and her door slammed shut.

Is this a story for just the two of us?

But she’s a story that even the maid can’t hear.

Erica was nervous as she looked at Yulia’s serious face.