Episode 53

'Si, I hate it.'

'Let it go, let this go... !'

Yulia suffered from nightmares all night long.

Looking at his sweaty forehead and trembling lips, Fernando had fifty thousand thoughts that night.

At first, I had a strong desire to bring back the demons that had already been brutally killed and then bring them back to life and then painfully mash them again.

Then, I had to ponder how to explain the current situation to Julia, who was so traumatized.

'It seems that some memory has been lost due to the severe shock. In this case, if you force the memory to be injected, you will be mentally driven again.'

'Then what should I do?'

'It would be better to wait until the memory comes back on its own. Until then, it's best not to touch your memory as much as possible.'

Fernan, who remembered the doctor's words, tapped the table anxiously.

In the meantime, I couldn't fathom Julia's fear.

It must have been a shock because he had never seen such a monster in his life, and he almost got kidnapped.

It was not at all difficult to lose memory.

"… damn it."

he murmured lowly.

According to the knight who went out to reconnaissance near Shinseongguk, the place had already become a wasteland.

The Paladins of the central altar rushed out, but the wartime situation with the monsters will continue for a very long time.

Naturally, Julia can't go back there anymore.

No, they all left, and Fernando could no longer let her go.

Most of those who remained in the monastery died. His lieutenant rescued only a wife and a dozen children.

So it might be better to just let her misunderstand the situation like this.

It was said that the man who had been looking for her frantically caught her and was forced to come here.

That way, I decided that it would be better than recalling the painful memories that came upon me.

Fernan lowered her gaze.

Meanwhile, the son-in-law, who had been all dark, gradually began to shine with the dawn of the morning.

Yulia, who only woke up late in the morning, had a more organized face.

Sitting alone in the empty bedroom, she spent a long time concentrating on her thoughts.

Rarely, I remembered what had happened yesterday.

So, now he was at Fernan's villa in the Grand Duchy. He doesn't remember how he got here.

Standing up, she approached the curtained window and opened the door. The cold winter wind blew hard on her face.

An unfamiliar landscape could be seen through the window. A wide open plain. and lake.

My mind was all confused, but one thing was clear.

'So far... You've been looking for me.'

Julia bit the inside of her soft mouth and asked. She couldn't even figure out how she found me.

But at this rate, he will have to be dragged to his castle without moving.

When she had finished thinking up to that point, Julia turned and walked towards the door.

When the door opened, the hallway was empty.

Thinking that there was only one chance now, Yulia took a hasty step.

When I went down the stairs and reached the landing, I ran into Fernan, who was just going up the stairs.

Julia, who looked at him with her eyes wide open, immediately revealed a hardened face.

Fernando also stared at her silently without saying a gatabuta.

"Please send. I will return."

With a voice that became clearer than yesterday, Julia opened her mouth.

Fernan, who heard the voice and realized that her condition had calmed down to some extent, answered.

"Where are you going with that outfit?"

Fernando took a short glance at her, who was not wearing a shawl, and blocked the front.

Julia responded immediately without losing.

"I'm going back to where I used to live."

"I can't go there."

"I am coming."

Julia, who passed him without a word, quickly went down the stairs.

Fernando didn't catch her and just slowly followed after her.

Entering the lobby on the first floor, Julia looked around for a moment and then opened the door.

As I closed my eyes for a moment in the winter wind blowing hard through the cracks in the door, something heavy landed on my shoulder.

When I turned around, Fernando was putting my coat over her shoulder.

Yulia took off her coat with a firm expression on her face. Then he threw it at him and strode out.

As I was about to go down the stairs in front of the entrance, my wrist suddenly grabbed me.

Fernando turned her around and firmly put her coat on again.

While holding her tight so that clothes that don't fit her, with large arms, don't fall off.

"It's fine wherever you go."

A low voice fell over her head.

"But, you can't go to the Holy Land."

Julia narrowed her brow. And then she brought up the questions that filled her head.

"… How did you know I was in the Holy Land?"

A year has passed since I left him. He didn't just run away, he even threw himself off a cliff.

However, how and by what means they found me, Julia could not understand at all.

Fernan, who looked down at her quietly, gave an answer.

"The priest who lived with you in the Holy Kingdom."

"… … ."

"Get behind him."

Julia's eyes began to flutter. The priest he was talking about was definitely Cedric.

How the hell does this man know of Cedric's existence? He knew he had Cedric's help when he escaped... .

Julia's lips twitched slightly in confusion. After struggling to capture her expression, she opened her mouth again.

"… Even if that were the case, there would be no reason for you to bring me back."

"… … ."

"Am I still useful?"

There was no way he could find me if it was useless, Yulia had a face that was so sure.

Fernan, who slightly wiggled his eyes at her question, answered in a calm tone.

"You are still my wife."

Julia let out a small laugh. To anyone who heard it, this man and he would have thought they were a normal couple.

Suddenly, a chill blew in the cold wind. Yulia with her body crumpled slightly looked up at him.

"Sir, have you forgotten?"

"… … ."

"Tell me what you didn't treat me as your wife."

Fernando was a man who never had any respect for me.

No, he always said harsh words, far from being respectful.

Does he remember what he said? And I wonder how much scars those words left me.

"… I didn't forget. Not even an hour."

Fernan looked at her with darkened eyes. She was and she continued to speak her in an unrefined voice somewhere.

"know. That I am not even qualified to be a husband."

"… … ."

"Because I've regretted all the many mistakes I've made to you and I've regretted it again and again."

He muttered softly, not avoiding her eyes.

"I did everything wrong."

At those words, Julia's eyes flickered once.

… do you regret it?

After bowing her head for a while and then lifting it up again, after a while, Yulia showed a hard face.

'… I don't believe it.'

What he is saying now is just a lie to cover up this situation.

Inside her, the man named Fernan was always hardened like a propositional word.

a man who hates me He's a cold-hearted husband who can't be nice to me for no reason.

I don't mind hurting me... .

Yulia raised her lips coldly for an instant and stared straight at him.

"Come on now and say that, nothing will change."

Julia removed her intertwined lips and let out a quiet voice.

"I don't need any regrets or apologies."

"… … ."

"I am no longer your wife."

Yes, I once loved this man. My heart trembled at the sight of her gaze on me, and my heart melted helplessly at the generous attitude she showed me from time to time.

But not now. The heart that loved him left behind when he left the castle a year ago.

After letting go of the love that had always tormented her, she became happier than before.

"If you really feel sorry for me, just let me go."

"… … ."

"I hope you don't even remember that there was a person like me. I will also forget your Majesty and live."

Julia raised her face, which had sunk even more. His eyes fluttered aimlessly.

He didn't say anything for a long time.

Yulia looked down at his feet, avoiding his gaze, and then turned around.

It was time to turn around and take only a few steps.

Fernan grabbed her as she was about to move away and pulled her closer to me.

"… … !"

In the narrow street in an instant, Yulia stared at him with her eyes wide open.

His eyes, which had shimmered slightly until a moment ago, had lost their light.

With an empty face that had completely killed his expression, he muttered as if he were engraving word by word.

"I know you don't even want to see me."

"… … ."

"By the way, Julia… I can't let you go anymore."

Fernand desperately pressed her hand, which had been grabbed by one side. Like never to let go again.

I can't see Yulia moving away again.

Wishing her happiness, respecting her new life that he could not possibly interfere with.

He no longer had the option of letting go for such a good reason.

Even if Julia becomes unhappy again by my side... she couldn't help it

Her misfortune, pain, and resentment were all his. Every emotion and every thought of her had to be his own.

"why… ."

Yulia, who blinked at his unusual momentum, suddenly pushed his chest away with the other hand.

But even that hand was soon caught in his grasp.

Fernando stared at her with a darkened gaze.

"Do not leave."

"… … ."

"Stay here, please."

At this moment, in her vision, Fernando looked like something had been broken.

Julia looked up at him without even thinking to shake her hand anymore.

Staring straight into her deep eyes, as if they were about to swallow her.

"I'm… ."

Before she could finish her words, Fernando bowed down.

For a moment, surprised by his approaching face, his body suddenly lifted upwards.

Fernan, who was holding her, began to walk without a word.