How to Live With a Broken Saint 88

How to Live With a Broken Saint 88

Chapter 88 – No Return (5)

Isabella’s muddled words were enough to shake Mason’s mind. She had no idea how to respond to Isabella’s request.

The first choice that came to mind was, of course, rejection. However, if she refused, Sianna’s life could be in danger.

The choice that came to mind later was acceptable, but if that was the case, the things that would happen afterwards were only terrible days.

There was no guarantee that she wouldn’t become addicted to drugs like Shiana is now, or a situation where she might become her plaything while spending humiliating days every day.

Do you accept No, otherwise you’ll have to live like her toys for the rest of your life. But what if you refuse? It means that Shiana could die.

The phrase “Difficulty” Fits so well, and the more she thought about it, the more painful it was, and the more stress and burden she had.

In this case, I’d rather…

Should I kill Isabella?

If it’s rather hell no matter where she chooses, how about she take revenge on Shiana and end up with her.

It was only a fleeting thought, but Mason realized the moment she realized how broken she was.

He had a track record of cutting people down several times, so he wasn’t particularly averse to murder.

But she knew that the person she was trying to kill was someone she once loved as much as her family, and that in the end she was doing the same thing as killing Sianna.

She was only for a moment, but the thought that she considered this option made Mason hate himself to death, and also hate Isabella so much for making this situation this way.

She looked up at her Isabella, who was putting on her messed up face. With her blood-stained face on her face, she reciprocated with her goofy grin.

I am.

What should I do…

“Don’t take it, Mason.”

A voice coming from behind. Reflexively, Mason’s head turned. Her Grace was looking at her with her sunken eyes.

“There is no reason to accept that. There’s no way that obsessed psychopath would actually kill Sianna. Even if she did take such a dangerous drug, letting the real Shiana die is like throwing her bargaining chip away at herself.”

Perhaps thanks to her low, calm tone and her persuasive logic, Mason involuntarily took a slow breath and gradually regained her breath.

“… Mason. I only believe in that bitch’s words… You will really regret it if you go back… And the negotiating card I have is not only Siana… That Lucia is there too… Keep in mind…”

Isabella’s threat frightened Mason again. Her doubts, which she had already loomed about before her, and her stories about her, which Isabella spilled out, made Mason hesitate.

“I am…”

What choice do I have to make?

Accepting Isabella’s pressure like this was a stupid choice. She knew that in the future she might never leave this mansion again, and that she, who had already lost her mind, might act on a whim.

However, if she left this place, there was no chance that she would ever see Sianna and Lucia for the rest of her life. I couldn’t do anything about letting the child and the last of my family, whom I considered like family, live for the rest of my life in the hands of that madman.

“Mason.”

“Choose.”

The sound of Grace and Isabella’s continued urging to make a choice gradually faded, and the world shook as if dizzy.

In my head, I heard the sound of an old woman’s laughter. I could see her blood-soaked lips parting, forming a hideous smile. I could hear the very faint, small weeping of a child.

I am.

Mason closed her eyes tightly.

Tired of everything Her mind was tired, her body was worn out, and her heart was beating madly with unbearable hatred and anger.

In her confused mind, Mason asked herself again.

What I really want

She had the option of leaving everything behind. Maybe that option has existed for a long time.

Maybe when she woke up in Grace’s mansion, she left without ever going back to the city. But Mason didn’t.

When her Order first fell, she was able to leave Shiana and the rest of her knights, but she was so pitiful that she was younger than her own brother, kinder and more tender than anyone else.

Maybe even before that, when her parents died and she and Lucia were left alone, she might never return to her hometown again, using the reason that she wanted to become a knight as an excuse.

But she didn’t.

Because she was willing to do the dirty work for the happiness of her loved ones.

Mason really wants her to live a normal life with the people she loves.

I can be patient

I shouldn’t fall apart

Will hold out

Because that’s my responsibility.

Mason regained her focus, which had been blurred for a moment. Silence flowed in my ears. Isabella and Grace stopped her and looked at her.

“… Isabella.”

Isabella’s maddened eyes shone insidiously.

“Say.”

“Let me talk to Grace for a minute.”

“Talk. In front of me If you won’t talk in front of me, I won’t allow it.”

“… Please. This time… It might be the last.”

At her words, Isabella said, her smile deepened. She reached out and caressed Mason’s cheek like a child.

Her body shuddered at her touch, but Mason calmly endured it.

“… Do you have a knack for making me want to hear the truth?”

“Mason!”

Isabella pulled herself up, and Mason got up and moved away without resistance. After Isabella dusted her clothes, she wiped her cheek and saw the blood on her hands, then she grinned and said,

“Let’s talk here. I’ll wait at the door.”

Isabella passed Mason in her lightness, she whispered something in Grace’s ear and left her room. As the door closed behind her, Grace looked at her. Seeing her distorted face, Mason chuckled.

“What the hell are you thinking!”

A tear fell from Mason’s eye as Grace shouted in anger.

To be honest, she couldn’t give me a definitive answer either. Because she knew that this was her worst choice, not her best choice, and she didn’t even ask her to understand her.

“… Sorry. You cared so much.”

The meaning of her family to her, the weight of the responsibility, was so strong that she had to make a self-destructive choice.

“Even now, it’s not too late. Just get out Is that woman insane? You’ll go crazy if you stay here!”

“I’m sorry, Grace. But my life without Siana and Lucia is not my life.”

“Family? Do you still see your family in that situation? Mason, you’re out of your mind right now… !”

“I know you are crazy. But I am that kind of person.”

She was a frustratingly stupid person. Even if she ran away long ago, it is a situation where no one can easily curse at her.

“If I run away, I will live in hell for the rest of my life.”

She regrets this day, blaming herself for not having a different choice.

If she faced the same hell, she at least wanted to get hit while she somehow cared for her loved one.

Grace’s golden eyes were brimming with a rage she’d never seen before. Mason laughed, although he exuded an aura that threatened to hit her at any moment.

Because I couldn’t turn it back anyway.

“You know. Will you listen to me?”

“Why me? Mr. Mason is with me, and she is a stupid person who makes these foolish choices. Why should I listen to her?”

“… I know. It’s just my last desire.”

Grace made her face that she couldn’t understand, but contrary to what she said she didn’t move as if she was going to sprint out the door at any moment. Mason took this as a positive sign.

“… Then, where should we start talking?”

Feeling her eyes watering again, she opened her mouth and began to speak.

After talking for a while, Isabella saw Grace as she spurred through the door and smiled, then slightly winced at the wound on the corner of her mouth that was hurting. But Grace didn’t look at her, and was delighted to see her pain go away in an instant as he made sure she went straight down the stairs.

She waited a moment before opening the door and entering the room.

Mason was there. Quietly, as if he had been in her room waiting for her to come in.

His disheveled brown hair, and his body trembling lightly as if terrified.

He smiled as his darkly locked eyes came into her field of vision.

Objectively, she couldn’t be said to be as beautiful as Sianna, but she had the pleasure of finally getting her hands on Mason, whom she had seen since childhood.

He approached her with a pleasant smile, realizing that she really did not have much time left before her own family was now perfect.

“… So, what is your choice?”

It was a question that did not need to be asked by Isabella. But she wanted to see Mason admit it himself. She clearly felt her sense of conquest and achievement, and she wanted to reaffirm it with her skin.

Mason raised her head towards her, and she slowly opened her mouth.

“… I’ll stay. Instead, from Shiana-“

“Don’t be funny, I’ll take care of Siana. Are you going to let me die if you stay here?”

Isabella smiled softly and quietly straightened her hair. She brushed her sweaty hair from covering her face, and her blood-stained hand stroked her cheek.

Little traces of blood melted in her sweat left her marks on Mason’s skin.

“What did you two talk about?”

Despite Isabella’s questioning, Mason said nothing. Isabella laughed out loud.

“Well, it doesn’t matter. It’s none of my business what the two of you were talking about.”

No matter what plans the two of them made, it would all go to waste.

Because she must have made it that way.

“It will be fun in the future, sister.”

As Isabella said, she stroked Mason’s lips.

How to Live With a Broken Saint

How to Live With a Broken Saint

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Status: Ongoing Type: Author: , Released: 2021 Native Language: Korean
Siana, once a gentle saint, has changed since she lost her god. Her paladin Mason, who felt sorry for her, suggested that she move to his hometown with her.Mason's childhood friend Isabella, the only daughter of a farm owner so huge that the village's livelihood depends on it, welcomes the two.

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