There Is No Spring in the Stolen Field

76. confusion

“The people of Homeron village… were annihilated by human hands.”

Yoo-wol started talking as if possessed by something.

“The knights who came to pick you up. Not all of them would have gone to the capital with you.”

It was true.

As far as I remember, only about 4 knights took me with me.

“A knight in red armor. And the rest of the knights slaughtered and set fire to all the villagers.”

I couldn’t believe Yu-Wol’s words.

Because there was one very conclusive evidence left.

“Do you know this pattern?”

I took a piece of paper and drew a picture for him.

A pattern of overlapping two bright half moons that remained in the middle of a ruined village.

I learned that the demons in the top 10 ranks will each be given a pattern according to their rank.

And the pattern that remained in my memory was a pattern that was only allowed for the second-ranked person in the demon realm.

“…no? It’s the first time I’ve seen it?”

little gap of time. And his confused expression.

I don’t know why, but he’s lying to me.

But I couldn’t just ignore what he said.

Yu-Wol was the only survivor from the scene.

“I see. I get it. Then I’ll ask you one more question.”

“Whether the knights burned the village or the demons blew up the village, that’s a really important question. This.”

“You. How the hell did you survive?”

It was beyond common knowledge that Yu-Wol, who caused the disaster, survived.

It’s because the Yu-Wol I remember didn’t have any fighting skills.

At least he was a bother to exercise.

There was no way he could escape himself from such a thoroughly planned carnage.

“I don’t remember.”

“what?”

“When I came to my senses, it was Ashur’s mansion.”

It was a story that made no sense.

Ashur, who looks like an aristocrat to anyone, reached Homeron Village, a remote area among the remote areas, and luckily found Yu-Wol and rescued him?

Rather, it was a more realistic story for me to beat the hero and join the demon king’s army.

“Yoo-wol, you have to say something that makes sense. How can you believe that?”

But this time there was no sign of lying on his face.

Yu-Wol had a slightly puzzled look on his face.

“I’m so glad to see you again… but you constantly doubt me.”

Only then did I realize that my attitude could be very unpleasant.

“Sorry… I didn’t know…”

“No… it’s been a long time…”

You talk as if time has changed me.

It’s not like that.

I still love you, no different from then…

Suddenly, I remembered the kiss with Sirius.

Then I… kissed a man who wasn’t Yu-Wol…?

Whoops.

Nausea came up.

“are you okay?”

Yoo-wol came to me.

“Ugh… it’s no big deal.”

Am I… dirty?

Only then did I realize what I had done.

“Um… Yuwol…?”

I asked carefully.

“Why. Seria.”

he replied bluntly.

“Hey… I hope you don’t feel bad about it…”

I had to tell him the rude story once more to the already grumpy man.

“You… have you met another woman…?”

“…Do you say that now?”

There were thorns in Yoo-wol’s words.

“You left me with those words, and there’s no way I’d give affection to another woman other than you.”

yes.

That’s right.

There’s no way Yoo-wol, like Sirius, would lick another woman’s toe in a filthy way, saying it was delicious.

Only then did my heart, which had no place to attach it, seem to be able to settle down.

“No way. Seria. You.”

Yu-Wol widened her eyes.

“You haven’t been dating other guys, have you?”

Uh… well… that’s…

I didn’t know how to answer this.

You say you met a man who looked like you and thought he was you and pushed you?

Fortunately, Sirius fiercely rejected me, so it was difficult to see it as a friendly relationship.

“No way.”

Unlike the intense inner conflict, he calmly blocked his doubts.

“Even then. Even now, you are the only one.”

i approached him

“I love you. Yuwol-ah.”

Even though I’m dirty, will you love me like that?

“Me too. Seria.”

His and mine overlapped.

is it okay like this?

A doll that acts and talks just like me.

There would probably be no problem if it imitated my personality and memories as it is, but it was not a doll made for that purpose.

The doll is a high-dimensional magical weapon created by Peanus-sama to exploit the hero’s loophole.

He must have come up with a way to control the puppet’s behavior.

Perhaps he could connect to the doll and check Seria’s trends in real time.

ha…

It would have been difficult for Seria to determine that the doll was not June.

No matter what question she asked, the doll would do well to answer.

He was also a creature made of my memories.

No sharp numbers came to mind.

He was not in a position to receive help from Luna.

I have already clearly expressed my position, so if I bite down here, I will be branded as a traitor.

I opened the door and went out to the terrace after a long time.

A cool wind blew.

And from somewhere…

“I love you. Yuwol-ah.”

It was Seria’s voice.

“Me too Seria…!”

And a voice resembling the disgusting me that comes out.

It sounded like a doll’s voice.

no way. A doll to Seria…?

I felt anger welling up from deep inside me.

Water vapor in the atmosphere turned into sharp ice and fell to the ground.

She treasured Seria so much that she couldn’t even comfortably lay a finger on her.

Even though she is by my side, I have never greeted her properly.

like a doll

No matter how much I say that I have memories of my 17-year-old self, that doesn’t mean I am.

hard.

teeth were split

I wanted to explode the doll’s head right now.

But with what qualifications do I do that?

All of Sirius’s appearances to Seria were pathetic.

Rather, it was me who only gave scars.

Maybe the doll could have made her happier than me now.

Is the current me, to Seria, a being worse than that doll’s existence?

When I thought so, my strength melted away in despair.

“What the hell… what am I doing. Seria.”

Again, waves of guilt were about to roar through me.

“Dog star.”

Before I knew it, Luna was watching me behind me.

“Luna.”

“why…”

Luna bowed her head.

“Why? Sirius.”

I slowly approached Luna.

As I reached out to her, Luna knocked my hand away.

“Can’t I…?”

Luna’s shoulders trembled pitifully.

“Answer me, Sirius.”

Tears welled up in her eyes.

“How long are you going to stay like that?”

I know.

How long do I have to be like this

“Can’t you see I’m struggling to somehow make you forget about the hero?”

“My mind. My body. I gave it all. I have nothing left. Sirius…”

Tears like beads fell to the floor.

“I do not know…”

“I love you more than he does…”

Seeing Luna’s hurt face, I couldn’t say anything.

“Maybe a real doll would be better.”

After saying that, Luna turned her back and left my room.

ah…

really pathetic…

I was stunned by my ability to act by letting Luna leave as it was.

But I thought more about what I should have done.

Would there have been any good results if I went in and smashed the doll?

Or tell Luna that she won’t think about Seria at all from now on.

Was it right to trick her with a lie that would be discovered sooner or later?

None of the options that came to mind seemed to be the best.

It was just a stopgap to reproduce other problems.

Master.

Why didn’t you tell me these things?

It’s so painful.

Sometimes you should have taught me how to live life outside of magic lessons.

When I was in the Demon Realm, I felt 500 times more comfortable.

It was only recently that I realized that being in pain is much more comfortable.

Even if you lie in bed and try to close your eyes.

I kept imagining the scene where the doll and Seria were playing in the next room, so I kicked the blanket.

ha…

frustrated.

stuffy.

Today is a day without classes.

Only Joe with Luna or Seria attended the class, and the rest had to come out the next day.

Now was the right time to meet Ashur, since both of them were away.

I found out Ashur’s room by asking the staff in charge of the dormitory.

Bang.

“Open the door.”

“What are you doing this morning?”

Ashur greeted me with a peaceful expression.

“Let’s talk for a minute.”

“Sirius-sama, whenever you want.”

I dragged him out and led him out to the deserted promenade behind the gymnasium.

“What are you planning to do with the doll?”

“It seems difficult to say because Peanus-nim issued a mutiny order. That’s it.”

When it came out like this, it was difficult for me to force myself to answer.

“Haa… then. Then this one can answer. That doll. Is someone controlling it?”

“Not now. The more external interventions, the lower the imitation rate of Sirius-sama.”

Not now…

So that means someday I’ll be piloting it. that one.

“Then, are you saying that until now only my past personality moved the doll?”

“That’s right.”

I felt a little relieved.

Confessing that I love you is what I did in the past to Seria now.

I was the one who made up my mind early in the morning that if someone else had manipulated it, I would destroy it no matter what I heard.

“How did you fill in the remaining gaps in your memory?”

“I only injected a few facts. It is said that during the time Sirius-sama was in the Pandemonium, the doll worked as a servant in our family.”

“Do you think you can somehow try to become a hero with such a flimsy doll and setting?”

Seria, if she was sane, would immediately notice that it was strange.

“Yes. Isn’t it a plan that’s in progress because it seems to work?”

I was the one whose blood dried up at Ashur’s too dry answer.