The Harem Is an Unforgivable Master - The Harem Is an Unforgivable Master chapter 85

85 – Serien’s Burden

Since when did this happen?

It has already been two days since he was imprisoned in the family cellar with his limbs bound.

The devil who took the body of his brother never returned to the basement even once after he said, “Wait until the time is right!”

The only person who came to this place was a vassal who had served the family for a long time. That too, under the guise of delivering meals, to keep an eye on whether someone committed suicide.

“No one but me knows that the princess is here. Please stop thinking nonsense.”

The man who came to visit me when I was first trapped here spat out these words and tried to turn my back. I screamed and asked him.

If you are a true loyalist, shouldn’t you have made a move before this happened? If not, shouldn’t it be corrected later!

“Sir Amantna! Why even you!”

However, what came back to me was faint ridicule and vivid resentment.

“Isn’t it the princess’s fault…”

After receiving the mixed words of the cold eyes and the terribly sinking original poison, I was unable to say anything.

Is this situation really my fault?

I just couldn’t… Kill my brother.

Five years ago, shortly after the war with the dragons broke out, my father passed away. It had nothing to do with the Cold Blood War.

His father, who was elderly because he delayed his marriage, enjoyed his life in the arms of his family and went to Raen in peace.

And from then on, her brother began to lead the family as the next head of the family.

In the first place, he was an older brother who had been steadily learning the work of the head of the duchy under his father. From the succession to full-fledged work, there was no way for him to be blocked. That’s how his first year passed smoothly.

The problem started when His Majesty the Emperor was bedridden due to a sudden illness and His Highness the 2nd Prince started deputy cleanup.

As soon as his Highness looked into state affairs, he raised his voice saying that support should be sent to the ice castle in the north first.

“If the ice castle is pierced now, the continent and mankind! You will walk through the words of destruction!”

At the time, it was a time when the system was in chaos, so I was criticized a lot by the nobles, but thinking about it now, it was a very reasonable argument.

A Balaur who seeks an opportunity in the northern, cold land.

In the West, a vampire who sheds cold blood and lusts for the essence of life.

Eastern, a demon who traverses the nightmares of the intelligent body and harasses the mind.

If even one of these three areas is out of balance, naturally the remaining areas will also come under pressure.

There is a reason why the Great Witch of the Cold and Count So are praised as the heroes of mankind.

If the two couldn’t reach a peace agreement with the Balaur, the road to hell would have already unfolded in the hands of the three strong races on the continent.

In the end, with the strong will of Her Highness the Prince, it was decided to send support to the north. The ‘Sernai family’ took charge of this and headed to the cold land.

And when even the number of people who should be able to manage it in a chaotic time escaped, all sorts of work rushed to the duke’s family.

‘I really didn’t have time to open my eyes.’

Even thinking back on it, it’s a terrible memory.

Because of the sudden deputy government, the prince was still immature in managing state affairs. Because of this, naturally, the help of the 4th Duke’s family was needed.

“I finally understand my father’s hard work.”

From nob le mt l. co m

My brother, who had thick dark circles over his eyes, said that and stroked my hair kindly.

From nob le mt l. co m

My brother was overworked to the point where it was terrifying for me to see. Since her coming-of-age ceremony was ahead of her at the time, I, who was quite inexperienced, did my best to ease her brother’s work.

It was so hard that most of the vassals in the family suffered from ‘nightmares’ every night.

In the midst of such a hectic life, the Great Witch of Dark Cloud visited Hwangseong.

In place of my busy brother, I will serve the Archwitch. But the High Witch looked at me and she frowned with a strange expression on her forehead.

“Ughhh…”

“Why, why? Even if you don’t like it…”

Although she looks young on the outside, she is not a great witch. When I asked, trembling with anxiety, she suddenly smiled and patted my head.

Then I trembled with a refreshing feeling as if the smoky things that had clung to my soul were being washed away.

“You won’t have nightmares for a while!”

When she didn’t know the meaning of the action, she just bowed her head and expressed gratitude.

Then, she said, the High Witch handed me a small blade the size of a hand.

“Take it.”

“This, this… what is it?”

As I accepted the dagger, the tips of her great witch’s fingertips shimmered and a ‘certain pattern’ was drawn in the air.

“If you see a pattern that looks like this, don’t hesitate to stab it. Because this pattern is the mark of the devil.”

“The Devil…?”

“Yeah, don’t miss the timing.”

Then he kindly stroked my hair.

“What the hell am I…”

“I’m sorry. By making them take on tough roles.”

In the end, the great witch passed away without knowing the meaning of what she said.

As time passed, all kinds of power and authority gradually passed to the duke’s family, and by the time the war ended, the priesthood had come to the point of threatening the imperial authority.

While the subjects, caught between the emperor’s strict authority and the real power of the duke’s family, were at a loss, all sorts of insidious schemes and conspiracies began to play in the political world.

And among them was his brother who harbored a secret ambition.

The vassals strongly insisted that they return the power and authority they had received to His Majesty as soon as the war was over.

However, my brother firmly refused.

“There is still much left for Garatroso to do for His Majesty!”

It wasn’t something I couldn’t understand. So even the vassals could not say more. Bondi war is bound to take more time and effort in post-processing.

Three years have passed without giving up power until now.

On the very day I returned to my home from the academy, my brother passed away from a sudden feeling.

Knowing how diligently my brother had been, I and her vassals scrambled to kick my brother into bed.

When Amantna and I went into my brother’s room to nurse.

I realized that the cause of my brother’s collapse was not for such a soft reason.

“This!?”

“Princess! Back off!”

The room where her brother lay was thick with acrid smoke, similar to when she burned her wet wood.

Before I could scream, the black smoke gently pulled Amantna and my body as if it had a will.

Immediately after that, the door was closed and the place was transformed into a different space completely different from the present world.

As soon as the door closed, an ugly sky filled with pure white eyeballs greeted me, deceiving a beautiful scene full of stars.

It wasn’t the familiar room of her brother, but the black smoke that clung to her ankles became a swamp of smoke.

As soon as he was dragged into this space, Lord Amantna let out a shrieking scream and collapsed on the floor.

“Sir Amantna!”

“If you run away…”

He struggled to get air into his lungs and gasped for breath. But I just had a sense of displeasure, and I didn’t react so violently.

Why? Why am I the only one unharmed?

Then my eyes turned to my brother who was lying on the bed.

She is a person who has collapsed in pain, and her life might be in danger if she is put in such an unknown situation.

I forcibly moved my legs, which were stiff and creaking like a wooden doll, and approached my brother one step at a time.

The moment we finally reached him.

I found a strange pattern that I had seen the other day swaying on his left chest.

A pattern of light created by the Archwitch’s fingertips. But now, unlike then, the pattern of the devil emits a black light.

“If you see a pattern that looks like this, don’t hesitate to stab it. You can’t miss the time.”

‘Knives!’

As soon as I remembered what the great witch had said to her, I took out the small dagger that was handed to me from her pocket. I gripped the dagger with both hands as hard as I could so as not to miss it.

But belatedly, the location where the pattern shimmers caught my eye.

“Heart…”

Although the dagger was short, it was long enough to reach the human heart from the skin.

“I’m sorry. By making them take on tough roles.”

Then I realized my role.

‘I have to… Kill my brother?’

As soon as I reached that thought, my teeth clashed and the hand holding the dagger began shaking violently.

Do I have to stick a dagger just because the devil’s mark appeared on the body of my dear brother?

Is that even in the heart? Might die?

‘I can’t!’

I stepped back, terrified that I would have to kill my flesh and blood. However, Sir Amantna, who knew the identity of the mark, cried out to me while crawling on the floor.

“Princess! You must stab it!”

“Ah, Amantna…”

“Even if you are stabbed in the heart, you can still be saved if you use healing magic!”

These are the words of a man who has served in the East, infested with demons. There was no lie in those words.

Even so, I couldn’t do it.

‘My, how could I stab my brother!’

Just imagining the blade of the dagger I’m holding to rip through my brother’s skin, pierce her muscles, and rip her heart out made me far away.

Pulling the dagger hard into his chest, the whole body trembled.

“Poke it!”

“I… I…”

“The devil is at his weakest right now! If not now, you never know when you will get another chance!”

“Yeah, but!”

“Poke!!”

Clink!

The dagger fell from my hand and made a cold sound as it rolled on the floor. Even after hearing Amantna’s passion, she collapsed on the spot, shedding tears in the end.

“Mi, I’m sorry, Amantna… I, I… I can’t…”

“Princess…”

In the end, Amant I couldn’t continue her words anymore.

‘Since when did I become so weak?’

Those words that I have repeated dozens of times.

As much as I asked myself a question, helping myself to fool myself, I gave back the same answer.

‘You were originally weak. You stupid b*tch.’

Now I knew because Amantna explained everything. Thanks to the dagger of darkness given by the archwitch, I can escape the demon’s influence.

And only I can save my brother from the devil.

But even if I go back to that time right now, even if the devil puts his own pattern right in front of my eyes.

I don’t have the confidence to stab my brother’s heart with a dagger.

‘Make up your mind. And be patient.’

Garatroso’s family motto has never felt as heavy as it does today.