Kill the Queen 60

Chapter 60 - 5. Tamed Beasts Do Not Bite Their Masters (Complete)

Under the full moon, a ball was held at the mansion of an influential person. It was such a large event that not only did people from all walks of life participate, but invitations to Beatrix and I also arrived. Since the number of attendees reached a whopping 1,000, it was good to say that it was a compilation of Bernhard's high society.


―Look, I am a male prostitute from the East.


- Again, you shamelessly put your face in.


―I heard that His Excellency Adler is not attending the ball today.


Back then, though not as much as now, I was hated by society. It was a price to pay for belittling the human desires of a mere pianist who were united by greed. Even after going through a civil war in the name of revolution, members of the privileged class in this country did not differ much, demanding high standards like the aristocrats of the Belle Epoque era.


―Does the subject think he can fill his role?


―It would be nice for a male prostitute to roll around in a brothel like a male prostitute.


- You are right, ma'am.


I had a disease that was drenched in nostalgia and suffering. At that time, Beatrix and I were on pretty good terms, so I, who didn't want to make her worry, worked hard to fulfill her schedule as her first wife. In the process, I made a series of mistakes that could be treated as disrespect.


That was the problem


― Jungwoo, it's a pity, but I don't think you'll be able to attend the prom today.


― Can I ask what's going on?


- It's about politics.


The Führer's male prostitute was called such a nickname for himself. No matter how close we were, around that time I relied on Beatrix to an excessive extent. He ended his life, but far from being comfortable, he started another life.


I had no choice but to use it as a mental support.


After all, she was my savior. Adrift in a world different from her hometown, she transformed her street life into a wonderful eastern prince. Like a story in a play written by a famous playwright.


- I'll be back around dawn. If you're tired, go to sleep first.


―A night without you is lonely.


- It's wonderful. But there is no need to overdo it.


―Yes, sometimes it's nice to drink all night at a ball.


I won't deny it. At least at that time, it was a sweet relationship that honey would drip. In those days, I suppressed my desire to commit suicide only with the affection I shared with Beatrix. It would have been great if I could have continued that way.


Unfortunately for her, however, she had a vice that could not be forgiven, and I had a resolution that I couldn't stand that vice. The two inclinations that were so compatible ended up tearing us apart.


― Do you like alcohol or do you hate the atmosphere?


―Did your wife also come to pour me a drink?


Know. Looking back now, it was all my fault. Regardless of her misdeeds, we were destined to break. A one-sided relationship is always like that. Wasn't the ending of the play mentioned earlier also like that?


The masterpiece of the terrible vitriol finally ended with the catastrophe of the two main characters.


- Are you pouring alcohol?


- Pretending it was a mistake.


―Ah, there are people who enjoy such games.


The first place I met Victoria was in the small auditorium at the Full Moon Ball. That space was where she socialized while wearing a mask given out by her organizers under the pretext of trifling entertainment. Met.


― How to say, it felt like seeing a fire moth.


- What does it mean?


―You are, in fact, the First Lady.


Victoria, who was wearing a Campania-style mask, immediately saw through my identity wearing a mild sheep mask. She had no intention of hiding it at first, but her insight was so amazing that the more they talked, the more I got the impression that she was intelligent, and I fell for her charms.


―If you had opened your mouth just once, they would have been strangled in the square tomorrow.


― Beatrix is ​​not like that!


- You made a mistake. That is to say, it was.


― I don't intend to become a person who commits evil with something that is not even my ability.


- You don't want to be treated the same?


The former royalty, I later learned, was destined to disappear into the shadows of history. It was only then that I found out that I had a child. But from the first moment we spoke that day, Victoria made a certain impression on me.


Noblesse Oblige.


The moral consciousness and the spirit of leading by example, commensurate with the pinnacle of status. There's a part of it that everyone who attended her ball at home was her national and international magnates, but I saw in her a true privileged character. I felt and was fascinated.


― I just don't want to see someone suffer because of me.


―Is it okay if I just endure it?


―Yes, because I only have to endure it.


Looking back, I think she felt some kind of identification with me.


― Then it's the same.


- What do you mean?


- Me too.


The resentment of the restorationist forces poured out on the fallen princess. Surveillance pours in after stigmatizing them as dangerous elements, saying that they do not know when they will revolt. Victoria must have found a portrait of herself in the image of herself crushed around her.


- The introduction is late. My name is Victoria Bernhard.


― If it was Bernhard, could it be?


- The princess of the ruined country.


She remembers that bright smile. She remembers her black and shiny hair, her hair in a neatly braided dango, and milky white eyes that took her attention every time they blinked. Victoria, taking off her mask and revealing her face, was truly beautiful.


― How is it, Prince of the East? Would you like to dance a song with me?


― If you hang out with me, you will be pointed at.


- It's okay. It's something that happens all the time.


Unlike Beatrix, who looked like a red rose, the fine one was like a white magnolia.


―Why are you folding?


― Miss Schultz asked for the ball.


―Are you Leona?


- And one more thing.


The way she smiled and held out her hand was enough to put her on stage on the day she wanted to leave.


- Because you're handsome. I prefer a handsome man soaked in melancholy.


We danced like that From a distance, they pointed their fingers and ignoring the gossips while working together. One step, two steps. Run away from the heavy weight on my shoulders until the night is ripe. Until sweat beaded on my forehead.


- I had fun today. Let's meet again next time.


― Next, what do you mean?


―Are you the only one who thought I made a good friend?


― No, no. See you next time.


Even after that, I ran into Victoria in countless places. We had so many encounters. But, swear to heaven, we did nothing to shame our respective spouses. Even though they knew each other's circumstances, they did not cross the line.


Because at that time we were people who couldn't do that.


- It's a bottle of homesickness. It seems that there is no other treatment because it is a psychological factor.


- Beatrix.......


- Do you really want to go back to your hometown?


Memory passes In a long time, I've been through so many things.


―Now, this is the hometown you longed for.


― Can you go and say hello to your parents?


―If that is your wish.


There were times when I crossed the world. Only the portals held by the Republic and the United States were the only way to other worlds, but Beatrix imitated the great magic herself to cure my homesickness. I opened the door for the two of us to come and go, even if it was a one-time use.


- This invalid cub, where so far hides, blatantly pushed your face!


― It's a penalty. Do you know how much we suffered? How's your face!


―What about the woman next to you? She's here to break free and open her hands?


― It's okay to eat too much. Anyway, he looks like G-Avil and is very incorrigible.


― Hey, you woman, who took this bastard away to educate you? Talking nonsense like that!


It is a memory that is kept secret. I don't want to think about it and I don't want to think about it again.


― Regardless of whether it's a prize or a down payment, don't even dream about it. Because it's not worth a penny!


―Of course, that was money, but now?


―After you disappeared, it's the size of an armful of money ripped off for cancellation fees and all.


― Besides, the report of your death has already been completed.


― A guy who doesn't even know the grace he raised, if he finishes his errands, he'll go crazy!


However, in the process of mulling over all memories, if they are not forgotten, they must be groped.


- It's over.


― Beatrix, I.......


- You don't have to say more.


It was like taking out the trash. Beatrix killed two of my parents on the spot. It's an immoral sentiment, but it felt like a ten-year-old jam was going down. Even though he fainted at the sight of brutally mutilating his body, the feeling did not change.


- Did you wake up?


― This is...... ?


― It's Brulin.


When I opened my eyes again, I was already back in Brullin.


- From now on, this is your house. Don't talk about your hometown again.


― I just.......


- I have nothing to say. Cry as much as you want to cry.


She said that even she, a great Führer and a mighty wizard, could not permanently maintain the portal leading to the other world. The authenticity is unknown, but I was convinced. After that day, we never talked about what happened back home.


―From now on, I will remove everything that blocks your path.


Beatrix Adler was indeed a great man who kept his word. Unlike before, she showed her face at all the events I attended, and led by the Minister of Propaganda, led the Army Intelligence Department and the SS Intelligence Police to carry out propaganda against the Prince of the East.


My stock price skyrocketed without knowing it was sky-high. I was so happy inside that I didn't know what to do. It was because the people, who until a few days ago had been prostitutes in the East and all, all of a sudden revered them as heroes. Several celebrities who cursed at me disappeared without a word, but I didn't care.


Rather, the focus was on pleasant hospitality.


―You have changed, Jungwoo.


― What is that, Mr. Leona?


Until Leona Schultz, who was in charge of my bodyguard, said so.


― The prince has also changed a lot.


―Victoria, how could you.......


- Change is not necessarily a bad thing. It's just that the act of neglecting it without realizing it is bad.


Until Victoria Bernhard, who was enjoying tea together, said so.


―Do they seem to respect you and hold you up?


- No, I.......


―They said they didn't want to do evil with something that wasn't even my ability.


―I-I was going to.......


I was ashamed.


It was that he was not aware of the problem until the moment he was pointed out. How much did you neglect to introspect? I distanced myself from the two as if running away. Trying to rationalize that it wasn't, he clung to Beatrix.


Then I found out


I had a direct look. The vices she has done in governing this country and the evils she has done in the name of serving me.


- Beatrix, what is it all about?


Assassination plot.


- It's about politics.


Illegal torture.


― What a small thing! This is a war crime!


Square hyosu.


- He said it was about political affairs.


Great Purge.


―Have you been putting up with dirty work like this all this time?


Biological experiment.


- It's not your business to intervene.


Extermination camps and withdrawal camps.


- How could you even do this to me!


My head is pounding. Our relationship has been on the verge of catastrophe since that day. I shut myself in my room and groaned, and Beatrix neglected me. Even as we lay in the same bed and woke up, we didn't say a word. I didn't touch a single hair on his head.


- Gong Woo Jung.


- Go back.


―I will just say this and do it.


I remember that the desire for death came back around that time.


―Mr. Victoria is very worried.


Drowning in alcohol, completely insane.


- Me too.


If it weren't for those who genuinely worried about me, I would have wandered around Gucheon long ago.


―How would you like to shine your face at least once?


Wounds from people can only be healed from people. I healed the wounds from Beatrix from Victoria and Leona. We quickly became close, and Victoria and I developed into lovers.


― Jungwoo, I have something to confess.


- What confession?


― Miss Shultz and I belong to the Red Society.


So it was a confession that came as a shock to me.


― A red union?


- A people's organization against Beatrix Adler.


- Why did you do that to me.......


― At first, I tried to use you. They tried to make the Führer a hostage that could be suppressed.


A room with curtains drawn late at night, lest the moonlight through the window wake the child.


― But now, I like that.


The story I heard with the soundly asleep Chili next to her and her shoulder.


- I love you.


- Victoria.


- Won't you run away together?


Still alive


― Throwing away all these complicated things that encompass us.


That would be the case, because the confession was a sincere confession of love.


― If it's you, I think I can spend the rest of my life with you.


It was because it was such a love confession to be together for the rest of my life.


― Please be the father of my husband, Cecilie.


In a dark space, we felt cozy because we were with each other, and passionately overlapping our bodies, we became one. The moment dawn broke, I packed my belongings and boarded the express train to Partenope, Campania.


- I'm sorry, Miss Schultz.


- It's okay. Leave this place to me and go.


- Leona.......


It was the Führer's disciple who broke off the belated surveillance.


― Jung Woo, please be happy.


― I will. I will live happily enough to make you jealous.


- You promised.


We pledged her happiness while appreciating her sacrifice. When she reached her destination, she took her child by the hand and left her history like any other couple. It wandered aimlessly and landed somewhere on the outskirts of Partenope.


It was a place with an idyllic atmosphere. I recall that it was the happiest time of my life. It is only regrettable that it was not long, and that it ended in a miserable end.


- Beatrix?


I should have kept


―Poor woman, if you truly love my husband, you will suffer.


- What did you say?


I should have stood out.


―I feel the pain of being hated for the rest of my life by the person I love and reflect on it.


―Is it just a curse to hear that someone else's fiancée is being taken away?


- That's my husband! Not your fiancé!


That was the case with the detestable male prostitute. The weak man was like that.


― Come here, Jungwoo.


Hiding behind her wife's back.


- It's okay.......


Even that wasn't enough, he stabbed her in the back.


―I don't resent you, I don't.......


I'm a piece of trash that can't be saved. Disgusting buggy He is a male prostitute who is unparalleled in meanness. Especially since I forgot who I was.


The reason they reprimanded me was not simply because they needed something to pour out their resentment on. As in the past, it was to reflect on myself who was not even aware of my shameful self.


- Don't run away.


Three pawns.


- Fight back.


Guardians of the Old Kingdom.


—Here, as a man with the legitimate right to succeed to the throne of Bernhard.


A thousand-year-old wolf, a dragon that roams the sky, a shadow that does not reveal itself.


―I'll leave this power and this sickness to you.


And even a treasure passed down from generation to generation in the royal family.


― Until the last moment, never give up.


Only then did I face the knight in the jet-black plate. As he said, all the people gathered here were specters. A ghost born on the day Partenope burned down.


"The Red Society, flying dragons in the sky...... !"


Victoria told me. She said that it was only because of my will that the Red Society contained the remnants of the royal family. The kingdom's guardians who once followed their father said they were following him now. And if anything happened to me, they would follow me.


If you keep what you gave.......


"Yes, that was our ghost's name."


But I couldn't keep the curse she gave me. She was taken away in such a futile way. Even her memory was erased, so there was no way to recall it.


"There was always a division of opinion between us.


The flying dragon, the specter's knight, who was roaming the sky drew out his sword and opened his mouth.


"The wolf is dead, the shadow is gone. Some of us wanted to kill you. Someone also suggested that we should stop accepting the times and adapt to our own lives."


"So, are you here to kill me?"


"It's true that there are a lot of people who agree with that opinion."


Then he laughed in a really dry voice, then pointed his sword at me with everyone else and shouted. As if they were about to inflict a curse worse than death, they all shouted and sang together.


"But Seo Jeong-woo, our ghost is Victoria's sword."


"......."


"I hate you. I hope there is a place for you in the hottest seat of that hell. Even so, I won't kill you here."


A flying dragon floating in the sky came out and descended towards Adele. The knight pointed at it while giving a signal to his men. So, he broke the barrier, set fire to the forest, and drew the attention of the demons of the Extermination Police who would be lying around in one place.


"Last night, a warrant was issued for the arrest of Otto Moritz, commander of the 9th Corps. This morning, intelligence agent Hartmut Heinz was secretly taken to the SS safe house. And by evening at the latest, a group of people aiming for your lover will come to Brulin Special General Hospital."


"Elizabeth...... !"


"That group of Restorationists is the arrangement of the forces among us who hold a grudge against you."


Julich and his violinists.


"Is that your punishment?"


"No."


The fire spreads. The knight nodded as if to board the flying dragon. Even so, when I couldn't make a move, I immediately freaked out as if I knew that would happen.


"Live."


I was shocked beyond words.


"Live desperately, and engrave it in your disgusting mind."


He trembled as if he had been hit in the back of the head with a hammer.


"Who did you love and how did you survive?"


I was infinitely ashamed of the words of the article that followed.


"Even if everyone around you dies for you and you survive servilely alone."


And finally, I realized what punishment they inflicted on me.


"Live through any pettiness and despicable behavior."


I didn't dare to ask why.


"Because he wanted you to live."


That was the reason why this jet-black knight and his followers resented me but didn't kill me.


"Because tamed animals never bite their masters!"


The flying dragon that once roamed the sky passed me like that. They left to engage in a bloody battle with the swarming annihilation cops at the ready in the burning coniferous forest.


What was left was a male prostitute who had no choice but to head to Brullin. Ironically, a slave who was more virtuous than him. And there was only one flying dragon left by those who made me feel ashamed.


Because domesticated animals never bite their masters.


Even if you become a ghost.