Chapter 150 – Destiny.
‘No matter how incomprehensible, phenomena that have already occurred have their own rules.’
Lyudmila blankly skimmed the passage in the book. Those were the words of Johann Faust, the magician who is said to have revived alchemy. I don’t know if he really said that. He lived four hundred years ago, and even a wizard couldn’t live that long. However, if this was true, I thought that maybe it was a rule that someone related to her ended up with the same disease.
“Lyuda. Are you sleeping?”
Perhaps because she was so quiet as she continued to read her book, she heard Medea calling her.
“No.”
“It’s fortunate. Lately, I’ve been sleeping more while reading books. I don’t even eat properly.”
Recently, their daily life has been like this. The repetition of daily life, such as eating or drinking, finding a book to read, reading while lying down or sitting down to pass the time, and then falling asleep when it comes to sleep. No matter how rainy it is, last year it was a very quiet life considering that there were a lot of things to do in the hallway where people don’t go, or visit the room to play.
“Mea is just like me.”
“I have nothing to say with that said.”
Because of this, he knew that Aiolos and Heath were not alone in their worries, but they couldn’t help it either. They became like this after Belka and Usher left the estate. The reason was easy for them to understand, but their depression was even worse because they knew that it was something they could not do. In my heart, I wanted to go to the territory they went to play, but Aeolus and Heath wouldn’t allow it.
At least we kept in touch by letter, but unfortunately there was no good news. It was a time when they forgot to read books and listened to the sound of rain. I heard a knock on the door.
“Lady. A guest has come.”
“A guest?”
Are you a guest at a time like this? After looking at each other for a moment, they got up from their seats. When I opened the door, Anya was standing there. Medea looked at her and gave her a subtle look, but that was only for a moment.
“What about the guests?”
“He’s in the drawing room.”
If he was in the drawing room, at least he wasn’t an introvert. When Medea and Lyudmila followed her to her living room, they were able to identify the guest. Flower-like red hair, pure white skin, slender body, and even golden light with a gentle light. It could easily be confused with Mediah’s mother, but they were able to recognize her at once.
“”Belka!””
Surprised but very happy, they approached her as if rushing into her embrace. Then, Mediah and Lyudmila backed away in awe at the appearance of the girl who was having a hard time but somehow gave her strength to accept them.
“Mi, I’m sorry.”
“Ugh, sorry. It’s been so long.”
“Are you okay.”
However, at their apology, Belka shook her head. And then, isn’t it to hug them tightly as they are? Medea and Lyudmila opened their eyes wide.
“…I really wanted to see you.”
They hugged each other for a while, able to hear the girl’s voice, faint and tender enough to be drowned out by the sound of rain hitting the window if they didn’t. The arms of the girl he held for the first time in a long time were warm and cozy. Then this time Belka stepped back behind her and she tilted her head strangely.
“Mea, Ryuda. Bob, have you eaten?”
“”Ah.””
They recalled that they hadn’t eaten properly for a while because they had no appetite. So Belka has no choice but to find out. They awkwardly averted their gaze, but they couldn’t stop the girl’s golden light from pursuing them. Eventually, after a while, Medea and Lyudmila were sitting at a table in the kitchen watching Belka move.
“It’s been a while.”
“Iknow, right.”
She said that when Belka was at the castle, she would sometimes make food or snacks to share. Soon after, the girl brought the cooked food to the table. What she made was, of course, apple pie. And the girl, who was accustomed to putting the plate that was divided into six equal parts and put it right next to her, hesitated and moved the plate and put it in front of Mediah. She was so small that she would have missed it if she was wrong, but she couldn’t have noticed if she was watching.
Mediah pretended not to know the figure and accepted her plate. That’s right, she said, because that was always Usher’s seat. The vacancy of the boy she had always been with made her feel even more empty.
“Oh, it’s been a while, so it seems to be more delicious!”
Having shared her pie, Lyudmila opened her mouth as if to change her mood, but she was too obvious and more awkward.
“Lyuda. It’s too obvious!”
“Ugh! Well, what does Mea do!”
“I don’t know. Something like that!”
Medea whispered to Ludmilla for her awkward behavior, but she did not have a solution to ease the atmosphere.
“Whoops.”
But when they looked at Belka, surprised by the girl’s laughter, she was smiling brightly.
“Yes, I really like Lyuda and Mea.”
“Go, even if you suddenly say such a thing.”
“Ugh, I don’t know.”
Because of this, only the girls’ faces became hot for no reason, and I didn’t know what to do. The apple pie I ate after a long time was very sweet. We filled our empty stomachs and drank tea together. In the slightly awkward but not uncomfortable silence, it was Medea who opened her bag first.
“Is Usher all right?”
Usher’s story showed Lyudmila shaking her body, but she glanced at Belka to see if she wasn’t curious. She hoped for some good news, but the girl shook her head.
“They say there are no herbs here that can cure Usher’s illness.”
“I can.”
Lyudmila shuddered at her body. Because her inability to cure meant her death. All in all, her friend is sick with the same illness as her mother.
“…So I decided to leave for another place.”
“What?!”
“What did you say!?”
When they looked at the girl in shock at Belka’s words, they could see the golden light facing them as usual. She was a girl with little expression, but at the warm and friendly light that permeated the golden light, Lyudmila shut her mouth tightly, and Medea calmly calmed her trembling voice and asked,
“Leaving. Where?”
“They said the bottle came from Parz.”
“Farzrani…”
“If it’s Parz, it’s a place beyond the cloud zone!?”
The more the girl’s words continued, the more they couldn’t hide their astonishment.
“Are you thinking of crossing the cloud zone?!”
Although she had never crossed it herself, no one knew what the Cloud Zone was like. It is a place called hell that exists on earth. But to cross a place like that?
“No. Don’t go! Don’t go!”
Lyudmila jumped up from her seat and approached Belka, shouting: Her cup spilled because of her, and when she had a little left, the tea dripped down the table, but she didn’t have time to worry about that. She was Lyudmila, smaller than Belka, but she held her tightly with one hand, as if to hold on to her, as if she would not let go.
“There must be another way. Huh? Don’t go. We said yes.”
Even at this time, Lyudmila felt uncomfortable with her small body and only one hand that could not fully hold her girl.
“Don’t go. We really, really love you too. We can’t let you… Die.”
It is a cloud zone where even strong adults die in an accident. There was no way that a girl as tender as Belka could cross such a cloud zone. I didn’t want Usher dead. Because Usher was a precious friend to them. But she couldn’t lose Belka either. Medea didn’t say a word, but she was looking at her Belka as if she were no different from Lyudmilla.
“Is there a way to cross the Cloud Zone?”
Lyudmila asked if she thought, after all, that she couldn’t just beg. She just vaguely thought that if she had the idea of crossing the Cloud Zone, she would stop it even if she was resented by Belka.
“The wizard said he would take you to Parz.”
“A wizard…!”
“…That.”
And at the absurd words that came back, they were at a loss for words. That’s because there were only 11 wizards in the long history of Lantua. It was surprising considering that there was a term of 100 years between them, no matter how short it was. Could it be that the 12th wizard existed without anyone knowing?
“Proof, can you?”
“Yeah, Helena knows too.”
Helena was the alchemist who came to see Usher’s illness.
“What? Really. Then you can’t stop it even if you want to.”
“Belka is also true. How did you know someone like that…”
Medea laughed dejectedly. If the way to cross was even slightly dangerous, she would stop it until the end, but she couldn’t do that if she was accompanied by a wizard. Lyudmila couldn’t stop Belka no matter what, so she buried her face in her arms. Belka gently stroked her hair. I wish it had meant that I wouldn’t leave.
“Sorry.”
Even though she knows she can’t.
“I’m sorry, but please stay with me.”
Mediah said so, but in the end they had no choice but to understand Belka.
“I can’t.”
Lyudmila, who was burying her face in her girl’s arms, suddenly raised her head and said that.
“Is there still time left?”
“Yes. At least for today.”
“Then let’s continue playing today.”
She soon took Belka by the hand and led her.
“Let’s play. How?”
Medea also asked while holding Belka’s other hand.
“Anything is fine. Thread is good. Chasing is good. It’s good to read a book.”
Anything we can do together. The kitchen where the girls left.
“Leaving Lantua…?”
Someone’s dejected voice resounded from the place that should have been empty. Did he not want to be found out that he was here? Logi was the one who escaped from the corner space near the entrance that no one would know unless they looked closely.
“Rogi! Concentrate!”
“Ugh! Got it!”
Even today, he was training with Shalby and working hard to become a knight.
“You can’t concentrate these days, right?
“…Yes.”
After the training, Rogi responded without energy to his bruises and trudged toward the room. He was aware now that he was in poor shape, even to himself, but he couldn’t help it. A month ago, Usher fell ill and Donar was transferred to another estate, leaving Belka with him, and nothing was easy for him. He repeated several times that he hadn’t given up already, but he couldn’t help but watch the girl from a distance day by day.
He tried not to give his eyes, but he inadvertently followed wherever he was, because he could not help himself. But he never thought that this unforeseeable situation would come. All of a sudden, the rain was pouring down on me, and I didn’t want to move anymore, so I was just staring blankly at the gate the girl had left. He found Belka entering the castle. At first, Rogi wondered if he was looking at the girl because he missed the girl so much.
But even after washing his eyes, Belka’s figure did not disappear. When he came to his senses, he was chasing the girl again. However, he couldn’t approach them every time, so he secretly hid and watched them until he heard their story. He trudged over and saw the apple pie on the table. There were three slices of apple pie left within his reach. I swallowed with a gulp. Can he eat this himself? That was the moment he reached for the plate.
“Ah.”
When I turned around at the sound of footsteps and voices behind me, Lyudmilla was standing there. Because he was a girl who often hung out with Belka, he also remembered Rogi.
“Lyuda! What are you doing? I heard you’re bringing pies?”
Hearing Mediah’s voice coming from afar, she rushed towards the table. As he stared blankly at it, he turned around holding a plate of apple pie.
“Hi.”
He left without saying a dry word. The girl’s warmth still lingered in the kitchen, so he thought it was colder. He didn’t allow anything to happen to him.
