Chapter Eighteen
.Chapter eighteen.
“Why does Bernard love Reyna so much?” I wondered.
Jed answered me as he relaxed with his legs on the table.
“I don't know. I'm not even curious.”
“You are incompetent. Contrary to the rumours.”
At my calming words, Jed sighed without trying to hide his distress.
“…You told me not to kill her anyway. So what’s the point? I’ve been completely fooled.”
And the story he added was absolutely crazy.
“My specialty is murder.”
However, after gradually getting used to his randomly appearing crazy stories, she ignored him with an indifferent expression.
“Okay, then. Suppose you are like this.”
Jed, who is completely selfish and disturbed, and whom I had developed a relationship with in a month, in secret of course, at first seemed to come with the intention of taking full advantage of me.
Unexpectedly, given my insidious focus on Bernard rather than Rayna, Jed was in an ambiguous relationship with me where he didn't exactly neglect me, didn't get in the same boat right with me, and was unpleasantly walking both ropes with me.
Ironically, this person seems to care about his friends in his own way. It is also ironic that he would kill the woman his friend cared about the most.
Warm sunlight shone into the small room attached to the art gallery, originally a place for trading paintings. It was rather convenient because the various drawing-related things drawn by the coordinator were piled up.
Jed, who unfortunately sat down with a dissatisfied expression, showed his uneasiness intensely. He was dissatisfied with my plan from earlier.
“Of course I thought you would ask me to kill her. That's why I came. Why is she alive? I hope you don't sympathize with her because she is miserable. And apparently you're not, so why the hell did you bring me here? "It's a waste of time."
When I saw his expression I couldn't really understand it, I warned him because it was very clear that he was going to do something behind my back.
She spoke in a slow tone. “If you touch it, I'll tell Bernard you did it.”
And I completed.
“It doesn't matter if there's no confirmation that you killed her. A friendship infused with doubt can no longer be considered a friendship. Especially since such fatal doubts will destroy everything by their mere presence. Slowly or quickly.”
If they know each other's weaknesses, it is not a one-sided relationship.
It is as if the weaknesses they know are guarantees for each of them since they know where they hurt each other if a dispute occurs between them.
Jed made an annoyed expression.
Why would such an intelligent person put himself with a fool like Bernard? Are you trying to make fun of me? Or is your life boring? “.
The moment he said Bernard's name, my face became expressionless. It seemed that in an instant my temperature dropped by ten degrees.
When his name appears, I lose my composure. When will I be able to bear this name?.
There is always only one conclusion that comes to my mind.
“It's as if I've been ridden by a demon to make me so enamored that I can't understand why I'm like this now.”
Why the hell am I obsessed with him? Without anything. Because he was only so kind to me at the beginning that I threw my life into hell without hesitation?.
Unless I know if I am truly possessed by a demon named Bernard, blaming even his demon was my last option.
However I couldn't blame anything other than Bernard and Rina.
While I was thinking about that, Jed thought for a moment, then turned his head and looked at me strangely.
"You're talking like that was a long time ago. It was only a few months ago...Are you sure you don't really have a problem with your head? Are you sure you haven't recently lost your memory, lost control of your emotions, or been talking to yourself?"
Jed's question was so blatant that I couldn't stop laughing.
It was kind of funny because he was so rude.
"Why don't you just ask if I'm crazy? Why are you talking like that? Clean your mouth of that instead. Are you in a position to say such things to others? While you want to kill your friend or lover."
He said it without shame.
“I really care about my friends. Like a gardener tending his garden.”
Then he looked at me and added.
“But the idea of torturing someone forever, procrastinating something that could be over in a few months, is only for crazy people.”
I was shocked to see his eyes firmly insisting that she was abnormal and crazy.
He was almost convinced of what he said with great confidence.
But perhaps Roy thought positively, and Jed said it too.
“Look, where is anyone going to tell you that you're crazy?”
Jed raised a finger and pointed at himself.
I closed my eyes for a moment and opened them.
He was able to make me angry in this situation, a bastard just a common man.
“You're so rude just because I've only met you a few times. Jed Lakinen. Instead, how about having some peace? Assuming I'm crazy... I don't think I'd touch that crazy one if I were you.”
The mental conviction that I had exerted him ignored him, and remained calm.
But, I noticed Jade looking at me with an annoyed expression. Ah, I know that look.
We had a dog at home that wasn't potty trained, and the housemaid would give him that look.
By the way, this dog was so beloved by my mother, that she watched it throughout its life, until it died while showing signs of joy and vitality. I turned my tongue inside my mouth, but settled for silence.
Anyway, it was easy for me to avoid making unnecessary noise, since I am close to the things and affairs at home. When Jade brilliantly obtained the information about Rena's residence in the monastery, it also shocked me.
“…Oh, you were probably expecting that I would do that. In case something happened to me, I stored documents that alluded to suspicious places as places.
Possibly suspected, under the hypothesis that I had become insane. By the way, when my father gets really angry, he might even have convulsions. you know.
“It is clear that silent resistance may be more dangerous than overt resistance, unlike the person who loudly demands an apology.”
He took a nervous breath and finally whispered: “I see, I was expecting that.” “What about Rena?”
Calmly, Jade slowly extracted a sheet of documents, then slammed the paper on the desktop annoyed.
“From that moment her name was mentioned, nothing seemed to go the way it should.”
This sentence aroused strange support.
“Oh, I feel the same too. “It sounds fun.”
Jed's eyes seemed to twitch for some reason, and then he left the room as if he had given up.
The sound of the door closing was loud.
“He seems so confused... “.
But somehow, I felt like a wild cat was caught by the scruff or something, so if I wanted to give him a little excuse for what he did now, that would be the excuse?.
I thought for a while.
As Jed walked home, he thought about how to relieve this anger and resentment.
“Anyone would have to be bothered to understand how I feel...”
But directly dealing with the cause of the disturbance, Raina, was not possible, and also trying to influence Bernhardt might lead to things getting worse and this regenerating variable element appearing unexpectedly.
“If he influences something Max decides, there will be serious consequences.”
But touching or stimulating Carmella was a dangerous choice. The wall of insanity should not be breached when dealing with an insane person.
There should be an opportunity to move without any major repercussions.
That was known mentally.
“But what about this anger that is boiling and rising?”
While he was contemplating, Jed finally decided to visit Bernard's house.
For no apparent reason, he hit Bernard hard. This was a strike of absurdity and evil.
A sudden crash sound.
Bernard turned his face into an incredulous expression.
“What are you doing? Are you crazy?.
But Jade seemed to be smiling roundly, and then hit Bernard on the head again violently.
“No, it looks like you need a beating too.”
As Bernhard was about to draw his sword, Ged responded favorably to this offer.
But he was a little disappointed that he didn't hit it again, maybe he should have done it again.
I won't let anyone in the world kill Rena, whether it's my parents or even you even if I die.
On her way to meet Rena, Bernard's words suddenly came to her mind.
The carriage shook through the streets of the city's outskirts.
When she told him that she wanted to become her friend, a burning and wary hostility appeared on Bernard's face like a beast guarding its young.
What followed was not just a warning.
With the calmness of his dark blue eyes. He obviously wasn't showing any bad feelings, but somewhere in his body, he felt insecure.
Instead, inform her of the facts as they were.
Instead, she felt something close to obsession, something closer to something rooted in him or at his core something that drove him deeply to try to protect Reina unconditionally.
Instead of being a normal person of the opposite sex for him, no... but she is far beyond that for him, she is too close and dear to him, this is a kind of pure madness.
“Can you be Rena’s official husband?”
It was illogical that he swallowed the poisoned bait and responded with a calm expression and said, “I will indeed become her husband.” What he does is not just love, it is a little different, the color of this love is different because it is a heavy color.
“I used to think my feelings were a field of flowers.”
However, if you think about it, he was the one who hid Rena in the first place and knew how his family would react.
But instead of admiring their love, I felt this way.
“In my previous life, I really threw myself into something hopelessly. Even at times, she couldn’t understand people’s intentions even if she lived twice.”
If I wanted to love him, I would have given up at that moment and stopped but I felt like a “cold wall” not stopping.
Because her dissatisfaction is a slightly different story than her love.
Not seeing their miserable life in any way now does not heal her poor, broken heart, even her stupid crying does not heal it.
No matter how stupid she was, the pain and suffering she experienced from this stupid human was real. No one listened to her silent sobs.
Isn't it pathetic if he doesn't even know what he did to himself?.
“My child, my pathetic child, who is innocent of anything except that his mother is a stupid woman and no one even remembers her....”
I am the only one in the world who knew that the child existed, and I will always remember him and be by his side.
I would feel so sorry for my child if I didn't absolutely hate him and take revenge on him.
When I saw Bernard's heart, my heart, which was about to back down a little from what it was doing, became hard like stone again.
But when I came to see his heart, I felt that way.
One way or another, I hope I don't understand her and Bernard's position.
Because I felt that it would be very painful if I accused the reasons of the people I hate.
Dressed in civilian clothes, I had taken a passing carriage that was not my family's and then found a secluded temple.
“It's a very peaceful atmosphere.”
Looking around, I saw a rolling grassy hill, a village a little further away, and a windmill nearby.
“You live in a beautiful place.”
as always. She is under his protection only.
You do not face anyone or trouble and live safely and peacefully.
But this will change now. I looked back and said to the driver.
“Please wait here.”
With his head bowed and his whip gathered in one hand, he waited for the driver who was prepared to wait.