Chapter 694
How long has it been since you fell asleep in bed?
How long had it been since I fell asleep without worrying about an attack and with everything relaxed?
When Ellen woke up, she was startled by the feel of the pillow against her face.
The inertia caused by life so far is rather afraid of comfort.
– Jjat!
The chirping of birds in the jungle seen through the window and the sound of waves in the distance tell us that what happened yesterday was not a dream.
“ah… … .”
Somehow, since yesterday, everything is unreal.
Everything from the reunion with the black cat to this morning seems like a bit of a weird lie.
In fact, it might be like a dream that you can’t overcome fatigue in front of a campfire and fall asleep.
Or it’s a kaleidoscope that you can see right before death when you reach the limits of your body.
But no matter how much I try to wake up, I can only know that it is reality.
Normally, as soon as I woke up, I would be busy cleaning up and going on the road.
walking and sometimes running.
kill the monster
Chewing tree roots.
I can’t even lie down, I’m sleeping on the side in the wild outdoors.
It is so strange to suddenly wake up on a soft and fluffy bed after spending such a dry day.
it’s unfamiliar
“Yes… … .”
Ellen lay down for a long time, hugging the blanket in her pajamas.
I felt like an idiot, but I just couldn’t get up.
* * *
Ellen took a shower while being grateful that there was water anywhere, anytime.
After changing into a prepared white cotton dress, I sat there blankly for a while.
– growl
I’m hungry.
My stomach always hurt.
In my honest opinion, I wasn’t satisfied with what I ate yesterday.
No matter how much I ate, the hunger that had been etched into my bones for years seemed unsatisfied.
Ellen heads to the kitchen.
The pantry was full of ingredients, as well as cooking utensils and all the systems in the kitchen.
It was difficult to afford the luxury of cooking in the field.
However, during his Temple days, he learned a lot from Reinhardt’s shoulder.
It is not difficult to apply once you know the basics.
I could cook and eat whenever I had the ingredients.
For the first time in a long time, Ellen was eating with a cleaver instead of a knife.
So, it didn’t make anything that great.
I was thinking of making a meat stew that I loved so much.
It’s not great, but I plan to make a lot.
I plan to resolve the accumulated resentment over the forced news.
So great.
I ate and ate and ate until I made so much that I couldn’t eat it all.
Thinking that I will eat a lot.
Ellen takes a huge pot from the kitchen and starts preparing it.
You don’t have to be good at it.
Anyway, with a dull sense of taste, I feel the best taste no matter what I eat. The smell and taste of the lobster I ate yesterday seemed to still linger on my tongue.
like that.
Ellen began to eat almost a pot of meat stew.
There is no one to notice that I will look ugly like I did yesterday.
How long does it feel to lose control of yourself?
I only ate for about two hours.
I was distracted by eating like that, and I was just eating.
– rattle
“!!!!”
The mansion door suddenly opened, and Reinhardt entered.
And as luck would have it, Reinhardt could see right into the kitchen from the door.
The image of Ellen munching on stew by the pot without properly setting it on the table.
It was only then that Ellen noticed that the white dress she was wearing was a little dirty from splashing stew broth.
Reinhardt sees it too.
“… … .”
“… … .”
A moment of silence passes.
And Ellen learns that Reinhardt is not empty-handed.
I thought it might be something similar to a combination.
Judging by their considerable size, it is clear that Ellen prepared quite a lot considering how much to eat.
It was clear that Ellen had brought something to eat.
By the way, I couldn’t stand the bird and was boiling stew in one of the pots and eating it.
I’m sure they’ll take care of it, but I’m making a lot and eating it in a hurry.
“ha… … .”
Reinhardt sighed.
It wasn’t because he was pathetic, it was probably a sigh he let out out of pity.
How long have you been starving?
It must have been a sigh of regret.
That sigh pierced my chest so deeply that it was lethal.
“… … .”
I did think that I would cry when we met.
Because I’m afraid of Reinhardt.
I’m sorry.
So I felt like I was about to cry.
But, I wonder why I keep getting embarrassed and only crying.
Ellen cried again.
* * *
Foods of different dimensions are placed neatly.
On the first night of the diet, Reinhardt rummaged through the kitchen and laid out a lot of food in front of Ellen, who was sitting there with the expression of someone caught.
“… … I must have been a little talkative yesterday.”
“Yes?”
What am I talking about out of nowhere?
“Did I tell you to wash your face or turn your skin inside out?”
“Ahhh… … .”
In fact, Ellen’s fair skin was still red from washing too much the previous day.
It’s this much even if you can see it, but it will be more serious where you can’t see it.
Even though I thought I was going to collapse from exhaustion and die, I even trimmed all of my toenails.
I wasn’t really preparing anything.
However, it seems that I am preparing myself for something.
Even though I thought it was ridiculous and ridiculous, I did that.
Ellen didn’t answer anything, but her face reddened in a different way, and she lowered her head.
Hearing that he was like a stray dog rolling in a gutter, Reinhardt smiled coyly as if he imagined Ellen washing her face while crying in sorrow.
“How about some noodles?”
“Ugh… … . eww… … . eww… … .”
“Sorry, no. hey i won’t uh, i won’t I’m not doing it!”
“… … .”
Reinhardt shook his head as he looked at Ellen, who was on the verge of having another seizure from sadness.
It is clear that this is not what I really want to say.
He just keeps trying to tease me with completely strange sounds.
It’s light and light, so it’s just talking about nothing.
It’s clear he did it on purpose.
Now those words are not pissed off.
I’m so happy, sorry, and guilty to the point of being sad.
I feel like everything can go back to how it was before.
I guess I just have to understand.
I guess I’ll just have to accept it.
I can’t possibly do that.
sad and sorry
Even if Ellen didn’t say anything, as if he could understand his feelings just by looking at him, Reinhardt eventually got up from his seat with a bitter smile.
“Eat, I’ll go.”
“… … .”
Reinhardt went out of the mansion, taking care that Ellen was miserable again.
can’t even eat
Ellen ate the prepared meal.
without leaving a single one.
Of course, regardless of the mood, it was delicious.
* * *
Such a life continued.
Reinhardt didn’t come every day either. He skipped a day, and he didn’t always stay.
There were many cases where I just looked at the face for a while.
He always said nothing.
He didn’t come any closer than necessary.
I just kept a little distance.
It was Ellen who was impatient.
I wished I had something to say.
Are you going to keep it locked up like this, or am I just going to accept that life?
But the mouth did not come off.
Feeling guilty for asking anything.
It was painful to keep my mouth shut and face that gaze, but it was impossible to ask anything.
It was only a few days that I slept and ate without a wish.
I stayed up all night with my eyes open.
I wouldn’t be able to live like this.
I wouldn’t be doing this
A little bit.
To repay the sins I have committed, to repay a little for what I have done to the world.
I shouldn’t have stopped in a place like this.
That compulsion grew.
Self-study to self-study.
Those were days when I was just suffering because I was suffering.
I would have thought I would be complacent, but I wasn’t.
The self-torture only grew more persistent.
the more comfortable it is.
The more you don’t.
it gets more painful
My body felt comfortable, but my mind seemed to wear out more and more.
about half a month like that.
Whether Ellen was fretful or anxious, time passed.
Of course, putting aside the mental problem, it was enough time for all the old fatigue of several years to be washed away.
Originally, he had good recovery and good stamina.
Anyway, I ate well and slept well.
Among those days, one still sunny day.
“come out.”
Reinhardt called Ellen outside.
* * *
Wearing a white dress, Ellen put on sandals and followed Reinhardt to the beach.
“Now, you must have returned to your original condition, too, right?”
“uh? ah… … . ah. Yes… … .”
“Then, let’s do it for real.”
-Seureung
In Reinhardt’s right hand, this time, instead of a tree branch, a sword was lifted.
Ellen’s eyes widen.
Sword of the God of War.
Alsbringer.
It was in Reinhardt’s hand.
“Would you have fed and put me to sleep so far to raise a pig with poor cost performance that won’t get fat no matter how much I eat?”
To those violent words, Ellen nodded with a forlorn expression.
“… … Probably not.”
Was everything left silent until now, after all, an extension of the first day?
Seeing that Ellen had reached the limit both mentally and physically, they left her alone until she regained her original condition.
fortnight.
There were days when she spent a lot of time with complicated thoughts, but in the end, it was enough recovery for Ellen to be in perfect condition.
“Lament, do you have it?”
do you have
why do you ask that
Did it even disappear?
At Reinhardt’s strange question, Ellen nodded quietly.
“Then take it out.”
Like the first day, Reinhardt said so coldly, as if he would not allow tree branches.
What if I don’t like it?
Ellen hesitated, holding the hem of her dress as if protesting, and spoke carefully.
“me… … skirt… … . I’m wearing… … .”
“whatever.”
“… … .”
Ellen couldn’t help but be dumbfounded in front of Reinhardt, who appeared as if that was your business and not mine.
“I have five wives now, so would you care about your underwear?”
“… … .”
“Shut up and listen to the ramen.”
At the sadly violent words, Ellen calmly catches her breath.
okay.
There is no such thing as a right to protest.
There are things you can’t do, but you should do what you can.
On the first day, it was difficult to control emotions, mind, and body.
So I was literally beaten until I passed out.
The tip of the sword shook, and so did his heart.
But now, half a day has passed.
It was still difficult, but somehow I got used to seeing Reinhardt’s face again after 5 years.
The condition has also returned.
I couldn’t get enough rest, and it felt so refreshing that it felt like the old stains on my body and mind had been peeled off.
I can’t even remember how long it’s been since I’ve been in this perfect state.
I had a good rest.
took a long break
Ate well.
The reason I didn’t say more than was necessary wasn’t because I was worried about Ellen, or because I didn’t have anything to say.
It was only that he intended not to say anything until Ellen returned properly.
Ellen still doesn’t know what to do. Does she deserve forgiveness, does she deserve to be given this kind of life?
This may not seem like it, but there are still things you can do.
Reinhardt tried to check something, and Ellen was now in perfect condition, just as Reinhardt wanted.
Then, just show it.
What Reinhardt wants to confirm.
Isn’t that obvious?
Confusion and hesitation have subsided a little now.
Ellen’s expression, which had been trembling in fear, crying in sorrow, and tormented by guilt all the time she was trapped on an uninhabited island, now calms down.
Ellen carefully removes the sandals she was wearing.
With her sandals neatly arranged next to her, she steps on the sand of the white sandy beach with white bare feet.
Reinhardt was staring at Ellen like that.
After taking a deep breath, Ellen looks at Reinhardt.
calm expression.
quiet eyes.
He returns with the same expression and eyes he had always faced Reinhardt.
“So, do you want to beat me?”
Reinhardt nodded at Ellen’s question.
“Isn’t that obvious?”
On the first day, Ellen was so weak that she was not worth dealing with.
Reinhardt tries to confirm.
how strong you have become
Compared to Ellen, how is it now?
He fights Ellen, who is in perfect condition, and tries to prove it.
Did he surpass his master?
If so, you can deal with it.
Ellen smiles faintly.
There will be anger, there will be resentment, and there will be anger.
However, I was going to hit it with all my strength, so I watched it until it was full. He waited without showing any emotion.
So, the next thing is postponed to the next thing.
You just have to do your best.
-Slowly
In Ellen’s right hand, the sword of the moon, Rament, is heard.
Ellen couldn’t help but know that there was a change in her holy relic.
The void sword Lament, which had always been black as if it had projected the night sky, returned to a silver cold blade.
“ah… … .”
Voidblade is no longer a Voidblade.
Ellen knows that Lament responds to sadness.
Just by being in the same place as Reinhardt, Rament loses his void sword form.
Sadness goes away so easily.
It disappears just by being together.
Am I not sad now?
“What’s the matter? Some holy things. Are you feeling well?”
Reinhardt smiled as if he knew that.
“And what about Rapelt?”
Reinhardt asks about not summoning the Sun Cloak.
Ellen smiles brightly.
perfect.
“… … Will I even need that?”
and provocation.
“Then, if I summon you later, how embarrassing do you think you will be?”
“That’s what happened then.”
Reinhardt slowly measured the distance with Ellen, aiming at Alsbringer.
There were always days like this.
It was always a series of days like this.
I don’t know if this is even possible.
I decided to do my best right now, so I don’t wait for it to come.
So, go first.
– Phat!
The hem of the dress fluttered wildly, and Ellen stabbed Reinhardt’s chest with Lament with her eyes wide open.
Reinhardt smiled at the sight of those eyes as sharp as a veil and the trajectory of the sword.
It was a smile and eyes that seemed to want this.
– Card Deuk!
When Lament and Alsbringer collide, a magical storm occurs, and the sand of the sandy beach is scattered wildly.
from bottom to top.
“I don’t know anything else… … .”
Ellen raised her sword and looked up at Reinhardt with cold eyes.
“It’s gotten pretty cheesy. Reinhardt.”
Ellen Artorius.
A warrior known to the world as already dead and gone deflects the demon king’s sword and murmurs coldly.
i did you wrong
i betrayed you
Although I ran away from you
The fact that you beat me is a problem in an area completely unrelated to that.
Since you wanted the perfect me, I will show you the perfect me.
No, you can still give up a move or two.
Ellen Artorius speaks with only her eyes.
The demon king speaks as he presses down the sword that is pushed up from the bottom with force.
“Isn’t this enough?”
Reinhardt pushed Ellen’s sword away and laughed.
-Kurrureurreung!
A storm of magic exploded, and the two bounced off each other roughly as if they had clashed roughly.
Both of them landed properly without toppling over on the sandy beach.
Ellen ran wildly while holding the lament.
Reinhardt also rushes in the same way.
The hem of the hero’s white dress and the devil’s shirt flutter wildly in the wind.
