# 28
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What? Why are you laughing?
How long have you been smiling at me? It was clear that Sertain did not know how serious his smiling face was.
She stared at Sertine blankly.
I felt like I was suffocating. I was drawn to Cyrtain's gentle look.
I was a little embarrassed to be the only person fascinated by two biographies. In fact, Certain probably doesn't have any thoughts about me.
The cross-eyed look looked strange, and my mouth became dry from tension.
Sertin tilted his head towards me and whispered softly,
“If you keep doing this, you will be reprimanded.”
"Am I going to be reprimanded? Why? I didn't do anything wrong!"
The spell on me has been broken.
I screamed for no reason. Whenever I'm with Sirtin, I always end up getting caught up in it.
“It's not me. It's someone else.”
You got that right.
It could mean that I am involved in something dangerous and I never know what kind of situation I will face.
So it was also a warning to be careful.
For Sertin, this was a very friendly warning.
But I laughed as if I knew nothing.
“Then my husband will scold me! My husband is on my side!”
This was my desire. Please be by my side.
“What if I’m not there? I’m not always by Evelin’s side.”
“Then...then Evelin will call for her husband. So you have to come!”
“Wherever you are?”
“Yes! Wherever you are.”
Cyrtain laughed like a sigh.
He doesn't seem to be in a bad mood.
When I was having this conversation with Sertin, I felt weird.
What do you think about dealing with me?
“Do you trust me?” ' asked Cerdin with a dark look.
The bright blue eyes were sunk softly.
Do I believe in two lives? It's a difficult question.
I trust Sirtain as much as I know.
Certain was the first person who didn't give up on me.
Someone who values people.
Until the end, Cyrtain did not abandon Evelyn.
'She's a poor woman, leave her alone'
Certin felt sorry for Evelyn.
So I'm sure Sertin won't give up on me.
But what if he finds out that I'm sane? What if Cyrtain is convinced of his doubts?
I do not know the number of such cases.
I felt as if my soul was shaking as if I was on a sinking ship.
Will you abandon me?
Will you benefit from me?
Will...will you hate me?
I felt completely drained.
It was nice to be with Cyretin as we are now.
The smile and kindness he shows me sometimes.
Even the hurtful pranks I used to do.
At least certain doesn't poison me.
He doesn't force me to do anything.
Just watch me, don't use me.
“…Don’t hate me,” she muttered in a low voice.
Sertin stared at me with wide eyes. It was an automated answer, but it was more or less the correct answer.
“I don't hate my husband. So, husband, don't hate Evelyn either.”
Sertain's eyes twisted.
He smiled with a face that looked like he was about to cry.
My heart pounded hard.
* * *
Just in case, I called a therapist to check on Evelyn.
Sertin, who had visited the interrogation room himf to question the killer, frowned even more. Then he pressed his temples and blinked his eyes slowly.
'I don't hate Cyrtain'
Evelyn's voice seems to echo in my head.
It seemed as if she was constantly circling two cycles.
He unconsciously tapped two books on the table.
'So don't hate me'
Don't hate me...with that desperate expression.
“As if I was the only one for her...”
The watery look remained in my heart like a seal and could not be erased.
“This is driving me crazy”
Mortega's gaze returned to Certin.
In the breathtaking silence, only ordinary sounds were heard.
At this sound, the killer's gaze also turned stern.
The killer swallowed. It was because his mouth was clogged with tension and his mouth was drooling.
Mortega asked Certin, “What did you say?”
Sertin turned his sharp gaze toward the killer.
As if only then did he become visible.
“No”
The killer was shocked. We had only just met, but I felt like I could sense the vulnerable life in Cyrtain's eyes.
He's called a war killer, right?
I heard that anyone who makes eye contact with Sirtain is probably dead. When I met him directly, the bright, murderous look in his eyes seemed to tear him apart.
I felt like blood was pouring out.
Wasn't this where they were brought in the first place because they couldn't die?
“…Do you remember how you were arrested?”
The killer swallowed his saliva and nodded his pale face up and down.
Mortega took the cloth out of the killer's mouth.
The bound body trembled.
It wasn't a customer question, it was a light-hearted question that could be answered as many times as you wanted.
The killer's mouth opened, "Hey, I remember. I met a woman, she was a strange woman…"
“What did she say?”
“She asked me if I was playing hide and seek.”
It was a strange thing. It wasn't that he was hiding badly in the first place. He was an elite man who had been trained as an assassin, and had been pursuing the Crown Prince for several weeks.
How many assassins were there once the Crown Prince returned? Some of them died at the hands of the Crown Prince.
His calmness and caution were worthy of appreciation simply for his survival. However, he was caught by an incredible woman.
The expression on her face was bright as if she had found a treasure chest, and her red lips were smiling innocently.
Her voice was full of joy.
'I found you!'
The killer shuddered.
The woman was careless and moved around a lot, so I didn't think she was looking for me in the first place.
And after that it was a dark battle.
Who would have thought that what she was hiding behind her back was a weapon?
I remembered everything, including the hesitation to hit my head.
And pain too.
The killer struggled and felt blood pouring from the back of his head.
"She looked like a crazy woman! She was out of her mind!"
I felt sick when I saw the bright, transparent whites of his eyes.
“…I think you are the one who has lost his mind,” Sertain spoke calmly.
“There is a lot that can be said about what happened to that little woman.”
“This really happened!”
“Besides, if it's as you claim, you don't seem to be in the right state of mind?”
The killer swallowed his saliva.
“Okay, I let my guard down!”
He shouted angrily.
“Anyway, it definitely seemed like Evelin enjoyed playing hide and seek.”
Sertin raised his finger.
There was no expectation that this kind of killer would give the answer they wanted anyway.
“Deal with it, Mortega.”
The killer's eyes widened,
“Aren't you going to ask for anything else?”
Sertin smiled.
“If I ask, do you have anything to say?”
I had goosebumps all over my body.
His eyes were devoid of any emotion.
The killer's body shook.
‘…Hey, this guy is crazy too!’
The killer licked his tongue across his mouth.
The poison that was between the teeth had already been removed.
“You will not die comfortably.”
“Now, wait a minute!”
“There is no reason to feel wronged. You must have come to kill me.”
“Oh, no! My target is not Your Majesty!”
The killer shouted in a threatening voice.
His mind was fuzzy. Perhaps the constant pain was paralyzing his mind.
“Well, I was aiming for the princess…!”
Sertin laughed.
Mortega stared at the killer with pitiful eyes.
"I'm proud of you. Is there more you can say?"
The killer pursed his lips. He should never say anything about the customer.
That was an unwritten rule in this world.
Even though I was choking with fear, there was nothing else I could say. The killer lowered his head.
Sertin gave the order,
“Kill him and search for evidence. Find out which guild received the request.”
“Yes, Your Highness. And about strengthening the protection around the princess and her mother.”
“Yes”
Sertin placed his finger on his chin for a moment.
“…And even about Evelyn.”
Mortega bowed his head.
“Your Majesty...?”
Sertin added,
“It would be better if this killer died now.”
The killer closed his eyes tightly.
This comfortable conversation seemed like a death sentence.
He doesn't care because he's going to die anyway.
Stop Sirtin.
He got everything he wanted.
'In the end, she protected Veronica again.'
That poor, pathetic woman who asked me not to hate her.
That woman is pathetic, pitiful, and impossible to hate.
Evelyn.