Chapter 58 – #14 Dreams Shine, but Reality Is Like Hell (2)
Around the time the sky outside the window brightened, Emilia was also able to wake up.
‘… Where is it?’
What you see is an unfamiliar ceiling. The texture of the bed, the location of the windows, and the interior were all changed.
It is not a room given to you. That she was transported while she was asleep, she vaguely thinks with her just-awakened head.
‘Obviously I… To Mona…’
When she recalls what happened last night, her face instantly heats up.
Such, such a shame…
Come to think of it, I think I had a much more embarrassing and disgraceful experience than being directly raped by Earl Meln.
I experienced a new world…
I never thought something so lewd would exist…
I realized that there are so many things in the world that I don’t know. I realized.
Anyway, the memory of last night ends with that.
‘At some point… That’s right, when you look into her eyes…’
Suddenly, consciousness is blown away, and there is little memory from that time.
I feel the same way that I heard this or that voice, but I can’t remember whose voice it was.
If there’s anything else you can remember,
‘I dreamed of my parents after a long time.’
I dreamed of those days when I was innocently embraced by my parents.
Usually, when I dream of my parents, I only have nightmares about the day when Count Meln took everything away.
It’s been a long time since I’ve had a cozy and happy dream.
… Maybe that’s why I feel so comfortable.
‘I was embraced in a very warm embrace… I feel that way.’
I woke up feeling very refreshed, but when I think about it, I regret that I should have slept a little longer.
The time spent in a dream would be blissful.
If you’re lost in a dream, you don’t have to see this crappy reality.
… Well, that doesn’t mean it doesn’t fit Emilia’s personality to always look away from reality.
“… But it looks like no one is there today… ?”
Did I wake up too early?
Until now, as soon as I woke up, Mona or Hilde would be by my side, but now there is no one.
While thinking about what to do, Emilia decided to wash herself first.
When I was doing this and that with Mona, I felt uncomfortable because I got various bodily fluids on me.
With that said, Emilia left the room to wash herself for the time being.
* * *
I looked for something to put on, but there was nothing prepared, so after much thought, I wrapped myself in the thin blanket I had slept under and came out.
Anyway, I can’t walk around naked.
‘There’s no one there.’
I wondered if there might be an employee wandering around, but the inside of the mansion was strangely quiet.
Someone would have asked me where the road to the bathroom was.
‘Come to think of it, I heard that this mansion is under a spell.’
‘I heard that if there is no one to guide you, you may get lost and never be able to return.’
‘Is it okay?’
Should I be bold or fearless?
However, Emilia wasn’t without thoughts, and she thought that she needed to figure out with her own body what kind of magic was applied to this mansion.
If you’re lucky, you might find an exit like this.
If not, she might be able to find a clue to escape.
Until now, there was always someone by my side, so the opportunity to explore freely alone like this is not common.
… Even if it doesn’t work for me, I hope I can find a bathroom properly.
“Let’s see, this room… I don’t think so. Is that one? Is this?”
She hushed her footsteps and proceeded cautiously down her hallway, opening the doors one by one as soon as she saw them.
An odd number of doors and an odd number of rooms.
Admiring each one of them, Emilia explored Count Meln’s mansion.
I don’t know why, but her Emilia’s heart is pounding with excitement and exaltation as she discovers something new.
Emilia, who forgot the situation and searched for her with only a thin blanket wrapped around her body,
She found a room, and as if she had been sucked out, she walked into it.
“Wow… !”
What I found was a room that was like a study.
The room was very spacious, and numerous collections were kept there, reminiscent of a royal library.
Even though it is the library of the mansion, a stream like a waterfall flows in between, and the water of the waterfall flows like a fountain along the groove as if it crosses the room.
There, large bookshelves are lined up in disorder. The walls of the library were also made up of bookshelves, and were packed with books that she had never seen before, even higher than Emilia’s height.
It is a closed space with trees planted everywhere, as well as waterfalls flowing.
But the air was pleasant, and the humidity didn’t seem too high.
In the first place, there are bookshelves covered with water from the waterfall, and the books on the bookshelf look fine even at a glance.
――It was preserved by magic.
It is such a mysterious space. Aside from signing a contract with the demons, since he was an alchemist, Earl Meln, it was not difficult to guess that he used some kind of magic.
‘No… But this amount…’
This amount of books. Probably a huge number of books that one person can’t read all of them even if they spend their whole life.
In a space of this scale, magic of this scale… Perhaps it is not the current Earl of Meln, but rather a space created, collected, and created by the Countess over a long period of time.
Out of curiosity, I took out a nearby book, but it was written in an unknown language, so I couldn’t determine what it was about.
“… It seems like a very important space.”
I don’t think he would have put so much effort into a simple study.
So maybe something important is hidden? Could it be something very, very important?
Emilia decided to examine the inside of the study more carefully, holding in her mind just in case, what she was thinking.
The blanket covering her body… It was too much of a hindrance to move quickly, so I looked around and double-checked that no one was there, and just folded it up and put it down.
Walking around the study naked, I feel a bit repulsed, but I don’t have eyes to see anyway.
The humidity and temperature were perfect, so even naked I never felt cold.
“But, it’s really wide… I think it will be a tolerable library…”
Looking at the appearance of Count Meln’s mansion from the outside, a study of this size makes no sense.
This must also be some kind of magic.
Emilia didn’t know much because she had little knowledge of magic, but she had a feeling that she had used some great technique.
How long has it been since she started exploring like that.
Surprisingly, it didn’t take long, Emilia was able to discover something that immediately caught her eye.
“… Book… ? No… This…”
――Diary, let’s go.
That’s what I found in the deepest part of this mysterious library.
In the innermost part, a desk and chair, which seemed to be separated by themselves, were placed like an isolated island.
On it was an old book and a quill that had been used for a long time.
Although I did not know who the owner of the diary was.
Still, Emilia intuitively judged that this belonged to Count Meln. In the first place, if the things here were only his, wouldn’t they?
Placing her hand on the diary, Emilia involuntarily looked around again.
She already knows that she is the only one here.
Even so, I felt strangely nervous, so I checked again.
… Ok, no one
No one to restrain her here and now, no one to see her touch this.
Emilia tried hard to calm her beating heart, reading the note that was placed on her desk… She opened the first part of the diary.
* * *
“Everything was a lie.”
“Everything is a bad lie.”
That was the beginning of what was written in the open diary.
No, it seems that something else was written in front of it.
However, dozens of sheets of paper in front, which seemed to have had something written on them, had been torn apart with only the ends remaining.
What happened to the torn pages? What the hell was written on that page? … There is no way to confirm that it has already been ripped off and disappeared somewhere.
That’s how the first words came, the unknown words that “Everything is a lie”.
However, the letters were smeared with tears, and I could see the strokes of the letters swaying here and there, perhaps because the writing hand was shaking unbearably.
The only thing I could barely make out was the letters.
And below that–
“It was a lie, it was a lie, it was a lie, it was a lie, it was a lie, it was a lie, it was a lie, I hate it, I hate it, I do it,
I wish I died ■■■■ I’d rather die
I hate this ■■, this ■■ is ridiculous.
Painful ■■■■ Kill ■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■Please■■ This is Die Die Die Die Die ■■■■■Curse■■■■■… 」
“… What… ?”
Ink is smeared here and there, and the arrangement of letters that seem to have been scribbled at random is just lined up.
The only correct sentence is that one sentence at the beginning.
What was lined up under it was a list of words that seemed to contain all sorts of hatred and sloppy emotions.
It’s just, it’s like it’s scribbled in the stream of consciousness.
It’s not like someone thought of reading it, but the content that vomited emotions just by writing it.
Thanks to that, I couldn’t grasp the contents properly, but I could barely tell that the writer scrawled like this to vent his hatred for something.
‘No… I guess that’s not all…’
‘There is also the content of penitence… I hated you… I was sorry… What was it about, it came and went like this…’
Since the front part of this diary was almost torn away, there were only a few pages left in the first place.
As I flipped through them page by page, I felt the same about the contents behind them.
It feels like it was filled with only emotions and was used roughly as a garbage can of emotions.
However, putting that content in front of her, Emilia felt an indescribable reluctance.
‘… Earl of Meln… It must be a diary, isn’t it?’
‘I wonder what was written on the front. … What the hell happened?’
She glanced around the table, but didn’t see anything like a trash can of torn pages.
If there was that part, I might have known something.
‘First of all, even among the contents written here… Anything that could be a clue.’
I don’t know what you want to know
However, I have a feeling that there might be something.
That moment when Emilia, driven by her unknown desire, was about to take a closer look at the diary in front of her eyes.
Behind Emilia,
A hand reaches out to her shoulder…
