A certain conversation

<What was that?>

<What? >

<What the fuck was that?>

<I'm asking you, what?>

<Don't pretend like you didn't just have a fight at my backyard. Do think I'm deaf? Even if I hear the sounds of your explosions, could still listen to butler talking about how and that spawn walked into training halls alone! ... What were thinking?!>

<She asked for a fight. Wanted to see how mages Maybe wanted I Hearing that, was curious. How would God's Chosen fight? It's win-win both of us.>

<And you immediately reveal our family's greatest secret? Huh? A curtain of fire, a blast wind, and fucking explosion?! Couldn't find anything else to use?>

<What's the difference? She knew about it all anyway! immediately recognized it, she how to cast and counter it! And as a little fun fact, I'll say that was even better at than you! I daresay she's me!"< p>

<That girl! That devil's spawn! She's learning it from you. I don't know how, but she can just look at things and copy them!>

<Where did she see the mana motor, then?>

<In the Magicracy!>

<Where did she see the new registrar?!>

<Somewhere! I don't know!>

<You're fucking paranoid!>

<No, I'm not! We can't trust that girl! Every part of my body feels repulsed by her!>

There was a long pause.

<Why? Even if your body's repulsed by her, mind should still be working, right? You're not a kid. the duke of Fest. Surely you know that sometimes need to make choices don't like. Savine's bringing our duchy new breath fresh air, Lucius. She's solving problems we couldn't for three years.< p>

<But you're sitting here, complaining about her non-stop. If your heart's still for the duchy, then… then I don't understand what, what you want.>

<She wants to kill Sylvester, Elise. And she doesn't even have the decency hide it.>

<… >

<… >

<So what?>

Eliseline's voice sounded indignant. Rebellious.

<So, …so what? Are you serious?>

<I am serious. Unlike you, I've worked with Sylvester for the past seven years. Even before war started, when I was forced to become a priest under Grand Duchess's orders… Because she couldn't help fact there better woman than her in same house, stuck Sylvester.>

<She put you in the temple because she didn't want to marry. So your genius wouldn't benefit another duchy.>

<Really? You're seriously fucking saying… ugh,> Eliseline scoffed. <Whatever. Say what you will, but that's not my point. After all those years of working with Sebastian, do think I learned about him?>

<I don't know.>

<He is better off dead.>

<Elise! >

<Nothing would be worse off if he was dead all this time. In fact, things better. At least for these years, we could've kept five starving children from dying nothing. And I'd bet the whole duchy that any one of them would've been more useful than him.>

<Elise! Enough!>

<Have you ever been with someone, who can't walk without someone's aid half the time? Every day, three abled women must attend to him at all times, just so he could function as a human being. But what does even do? What did All, nothing but eat. And when day's over, gets carried over fucking bin where shits out enough waste fill up whole droptoilet.< p>

<And the days he feels especially active, forces three women to have sex with him. Do you know how it happens? Two of them push his fat away from dick, and remaining one squat up down between that tiny gap. And after comes, take turns pissing on him while Sylvester pretends it's their cum.>

<… >

<And you know what I got from it all? No, not that he's a waste of air on this world ours, no. That, anyone can tell. understood witnessing all is feel pity for him. All his childhood, there was no one who could say to Everyone simply stood and watched as child ruined own body self beyond saving, the hateful ones even applauded him, singing praises self-destruction.< p>

<Skip 25 years and what do we have? A pathetic excuse of a human, yes. But human who never felt the warmth another, always enduring annoyance, hatred, disgust in other's eyes, with no one this world that truly loves him, nor anyone looks at him as human.< p>

<You see, to Sylvester, that piss the women rain on him, warm stream of human matter trickles him… That's his most important thing in life. It's replacement for love. keeps him alive.>

<Elise… >

<He is better off dead, Lucius. I realized that when Savine came to me. And know she didn't mean it the same way did. But she's right.>

<Elise, that girl… she's changing you.>

<Changing me how?>

<You've never been like this before you met her. You've talked about things this. You even swore.>

<Maybe because I never knew could just say these things out loud, you know? Maybe was always taught to keep my head down, support the next duke, and don't outshine them lest their fragile egos shatter in dust. had sit there, clipping own wings thinking that that's how life works?>

<… >

<Yeah. She is changing me. does all the things that I can't do and says I'm not even allowed to think about. see help- help but feel like my life was worse than whorepiss this time.>

<… >

<I don't have to endure these things anymore, Lucius. It doesn't make me happy and there's not a point it either.>

<We both knew our lives wouldn't be happy ones, Eliseline. We're obligated to make the worst choices.>

<Grand promises we made as emotional teenagers. Can you even listen to what you're saying? A life of sacrifice and self-loathing? Even if there was someone so grand, do think they'll be able endure a like that?>

<… >

<I don't want to make promises I know won't be able keep. spend all my life regretting the foolishness of younger self. Even now, realize I'm making a mistake. What will thinking when 50?>

<… >

Eliseline made a giant sigh and spoke.

<You know what? Good fucking talk. We should do this sometimes, me and you. A heated heart to heart. I, personally, thoroughly enjoyed it. Wasn't it fun for you, too? Instead of sitting here saying yes no, now you have an actual person talking back>

<Elise… >

<As for Sylvester, just let him trip on his feet and fall. Don't catch as he falls, don't pick up afterwards, be there. When realizes he's alone, gonna blame Savine. At that point, I know whose side I'll standing on.>

A bang of the door sounded and then, sounds of hurried footsteps.