Chapter 317 – After Party (3)
Lauren, who was watching Marey as if observing her, pulled out a cigarette from her arms and lit it. She smelled very strong of the cigarette smoke that was creeping out of her.
“Cough… Cough…”
Lauren hurriedly extinguished the end of her cigarette against the carriage wall and opened the carriage window. And right away a fairly strong wind blew through the carriage and, like a lie, blew through the window and calmed down.
Lauren said nothing. Marey also sat there as if nothing had happened. All right. All right. She left the window open, and I heard her horse’s footsteps. I don’t know if I can call that a horse.
“Walter’s life is fun, isn’t it?”
Lauren was looking out of the carriage.
“…Yes.”
“Yes,” Lauren replied briefly, and she returned. She was only looking out of the wagon. She didn’t have a good conversation with her. To her questions, she could only give short answers. She longed for an answer, which she didn’t even seem to like.
“Is there anything you want to learn?”
“There is nothing.”
Lauren glanced past her marey. Those reptilian eyes, many times larger than her own body, gave her the illusion that she was looking at herself. Marey involuntarily inhaled a breath. Monster. Lauren was a monster. She was smaller than the wolf-like, fox-like creature that Ran had seen, but she was neither divine nor beautiful.
She was a destructive, ferocious, and greedy monster. As Maray looked at Lauren in front of her, she unknowingly slipped her body into the corner of her wagon.
“Sit in the middle.”
“…Yes.”
Marai let out her breath slowly. And she drew in her breath very slowly. Even taking a deep breath, she had to keep an eye on Lauren. She was uncomfortable
“Whose blood are you, Marais de Faen?”
At Lauren’s question, Marey tried to understand what she was asking. Are you talking about her mother?
“Whose blood are you,” She asked. Mare de Par.Wen.”
“It is the lineage of the warrior.”
Lauren laughed lightly. No, was she laughing? She looked at her again. She was expressionless she couldn’t read her Lauren was still looking at Marey, expressionless.
“You are the successor of the hero. Don’t forget this.”
“Remember… I’ll do it.”
Hero, I’ve heard the name many times. But Marai didn’t know much about the hero she was. Even Ravella, she had only the level of awareness that she was her own grandfather or her, and she did not tell Marey about her hero.
He didn’t avoid talking about the subject of being a hero. Hundreds of years ago, a person called a hero existed and defeated the demon king. Then, he left the Marita family and founded the Pawen family. Next to him was Lauren.
That was all. The world was changing too much for people to miss the hero. People’s interest was not in legends or stories, but in tomorrow and the future. I wasn’t desperate enough to reminisce about the past. Lauren said nothing again.
Through the window, an artificial creature, no, something artificial, was moving forward, imitating a horse.
“Learn more.”
“…All right.”
“What?”
At Lauren’s question, Maray clenched her fists. It was just a reflex response. To learn more was just an ambiguous expression. She thought it was just that she should study hard, but when Lauren asked back, she didn’t know what she meant.
“Don’t be ashamed of the name Parwen, a descendant of the hero.”
“Remember… I’ll do it.”
At Marey’s answer, Lauren just looked down at Marey. What is she thinking now? She wondered if she might be scolded, but Lauren just calmly carried on with her words.
“You are weak. Look at me, Mare de Parwen.”
Lauren was frowning at her. Marais cautiously raised her head to look at Lauren. She didn’t have the courage to meet her eyes. She looked at her lips. She looked at her nose. Beautiful.
“I told you to look into my eyes. Marey.”
Marey caught her trembling eyes and looked into Lauren’s eyes. Purple eyes resembling Ravela. However, inside she was only darkness like an abyss, and it contained a fearful attraction that seemed like she would be sucked into it just by looking at it.
As he tried to avoid her gaze, Lauren grabbed Marey’s chin. She then met her eyes. When her breath touched her skin, it felt like it was freezing. Naturally, she couldn’t get away from her pupils. Darkness was wriggling in Jaan’s eyes.
Something was moving in the viscous darkness. Inside, a huge dragon stood up and watched over Marey. The boy forgot to even breathe and saw a huge dragon standing in front of him.
I was afraid. It was disgusting. It was a symbol of fear. It was neither sacred nor beautiful. It was just a horrible, vomiting form of violence and nightmares.
Marei involuntarily covered her mouth. It seemed like vomiting would come out. Grabbing her chin, she tried to push Lauren’s hand away, but she couldn’t push it out no matter how tight she held it. With both of her hands, she held her arms around Lauren’s. In the dark, the dragon that stretched her out roared loudly and looked down at Marey.
Marey sat down at the light breath she exhaled. Her mouth was open and her drool was dripping like an idiot in her fear. The dragon opened its mouth all the way to the boy and swallowed the boy.
“You have more talent than Ravela.”
Lauren’s voice woke Marey. Where is the dragon that big dragon. The teeth that crushed him, the world of shadows that were all black, all of that had disappeared like a dream.
Lauren’s hand rested on Marey’s chin. Marai let out a long breath, which sank to the bottom of her lungs, clutching her Lauren’s wrists tightly with both of her hands. She was and she was breathing heavily, like someone who had been holding her breath for a long time.
Lauren didn’t shake or say anything, even as Marey gripped her by the wrist. She gasped for a few tens of seconds before Marey realized that she was holding Lauren’s wrist, and she released it in a hurry, saying she was sorry, but she didn’t even get angry.
She just stared blankly at her own wrist. She then went on without looking at Marey.
“You are Mary’s child.”
“Yes.”
“You are not Ravella’s child.”
“Yes…”
Marey readily agreed to Lauren’s words. Because it wasn’t wrong. But she was strangely indignant.
“What do you think of Labella?”
“Good… She is my favorite mother in the world.”
“…Mother.”
Lauren tapped her window frame a few times with her fingertips. She repeated the word ‘Mother’ several times. She then closed her eyes and seemed to be thinking about something. It was less than 10 seconds.
“Now… That would be nice too.”
After she said that, her carriage stopped. I saw a familiar street. Labella’s, no. It was in front of our house.
“Thank you for taking me.”
Marey bowed her head to Lauren and stepped out of her carriage door.
“If there’s anything you want…”
At Lauren’s voice, Maray turned her head.
“If you want it, take it. In your power.”
Marey looked at Lauren. Lauren wasn’t looking at Marey. She was just looking out the window on the other side of her. She couldn’t tell if it was something she wanted to say to herself or if it was something she wanted to say to someone.
Marey looked at Lauren. Rather than being Ravela’s grandmother, it’s fitting that she’s an older sister. She’s not very ripe, so if you hold it in her hand, the juice will burst out. She is, to use Erden’s expression, an obscene body that makes her want to impregnate her many times.
“What should I do with what I cannot have on my own?”
“Eat greedily. Whether it’s knowledge or power, like Labella. You must be that strong.”
Marey looked at Lauren. If she knew she was talking to her, would she be able to say that? Not even meeting her gaze with Marais, she looked lonely. But that didn’t make her look lonely or anything. Even her solitude was used to add to her charm.
“Finally, don’t give your heart to anyone.”
“…Rabella’s mother too.”
Lauren turned her head. She looked at Marey. She looked at the dark eyes and she smiled softly. She might be laughing for the first time today.
“Hmm… Marais de Parwen, your first suggestion. Do you intend to come in as my adoptive son?”
“Yes?”
Despite Marey’s rude question, Lauren wasn’t angry. She calmly repeated the same words.
“I asked if you would like to come in as my adoptive son.”
“Thanks for the offer, it’s okay.”
Emotion flickered in Lauren’s eyes for the first time. She didn’t know what it was.
“Why?”
“Because I have Ravela.”
Lauren covered her mouth. And she let out a small, very small laugh.
“Ask the same question next time. Come back here for a while.”
At Lauren’s words, Maray went back into her wagon.
“Sit next to me.”
“Yes.”
I sat next to Lauren. She smelled as sweet as her own. The tip of her nose was so sweet that even her spirit seemed to melt. What scent is this She looked blankly at Lauren. She looked very strange with her lips.
Grabbing Marey’s chin as she watched her blankly, Lauren moved her girl’s chin around to examine her face.
“Tsk… It’s too late. Go back to Ravela.”
Maray said hello to Lauren again and stepped out of her carriage.
“Marey.”
Lauren called Marey again. In her unexplained anxiety, Maray looked at Lauren sitting in her wagon. Lauren was looking at Marey.
“What, is there anything you want?”
Lauren said, twirling her own hair. She was looking at Marey, but she wasn’t looking. Looking at Mareido Lauren’s gaze, she felt herself unable to understand herself.
A suit could be glimpsed under the red cape. And she thought of Ravella, and she remembered her body exposed through the evening dress she had seen the day before. I want to have Lauren. She was greedy But she couldn’t spit it out.
Marey shook her head with her hardened face.
“Right. Have a good weekend.”
The carriage door was closed. At the same time, Marais sat down in her seat.
Someone helped Marey. He felt a hard touch between her armpits. She was a man in armor. She said it was Loren’s Knight.
“Gongja-nim, are you okay?”
“…Thank you.”
A soft voice flowed between the helmets. She was taller than Ifrit, and I had thought that Marei was a man without realizing it, but she felt sorry for the knight.
“Young master, can you wait a moment?”
“Ah yes?”
Marey asked back at the knight’s suggestion.
“I have a present from the governor. Because there are quite a lot of them…”
The knight scratched my cheek. Thanks to being fully armed, he scratched his helmet with a gauntlet that looked thick. There was a faint metallic sound. I wondered why she was ashamed.
“Okay, how many?”
“That’s about it, but…”
The driver pointed to a slowly approaching truck.
“…Really?”
The knight averted his gaze as Marey watched uneasily. As she blankly watched the large truck approaching, Maray remembered a conversation she had had in the choir the day before.
『”The Governor-General’s secretary’s office said they bought a lot of things this time. Does Marey know anything?”
“They bought this and that in too large a quantity. Teddy bears and toys are said to be scattered around nurseries and facilities, but they buy a lot of jewelry and cold weapon collections… It’s not the end of the year yet to rob the budget… I wonder if you know anything?”
“These are items carefully selected and selected by the people in the secretarial office. I don’t know what Young master likes, so I bought a generous amount, but if you feel uncomfortable, I’ll send it back.”
“No, no… It’s a gift from Lauren, so I’ll accept it. It’s not polite to refuse.”
To be honest, it was embarrassing. Fortunately, the knight sighed.
“If Gongja-nim had refused, the person in charge this time might have been decapitated.”
“I-really?”
“It doesn’t mean physically. Taking off your clothes would be the right expression.”
There was not a hint of playfulness in the knight’s voice. That’s why it came even more terrifying.
