Chapter 137. Thanks for telling me2021.05.25.
“Aidan!”
With a shrill cry, he removed the dagger from Aidan’s hand. visor-! The flying dagger tumbled across the floor.
“What are you doing now!”
I frowned and grabbed Aidan’s arm. Red blood flowed from the long cut. It seems like you can feel the pain just by looking at it. Judging from the amount of blood and the extent of the wound, it was a fairly large injury. I hurriedly tried to heal the wound with divine power, but Aidan stopped me by holding my hand with his other hand.
“Why is that, Aidan? You have to treat it!”
“You don’t have to.”
“what?”
Aidan took the cloth hanging from the chair and wiped his forearm.
“…!”
Of course, the area where there should have been a terrible scar was clean with no trace of injury. just like it was from the beginning.
“How…”
“Didn’t I tell you?”
“…”
“It will be different from what Your Majesty thinks of me.”
Aidan said calmly, as if he expected that I would be surprised. He had already heard that Aidan was immortal. However, there was a clear difference between seeing it with your own eyes and knowing it with your head. It was shocking. Because the wound healed in the blink of an eye. But… I narrowed my eyes and stared straight at Aidan.
“Did you cut your arm just now to show that?”
“it’s okay.”
“I’m not okay!”
He demanded that he be injected with a huge amount of poison, and now he cut himself to show his ability to regenerate himself.
‘Why don’t you take care of yourself like this?’
He knew better than anyone what it was like to give up on oneself to repeated external stimuli. I’ve become dull and indifferent, so I don’t even know if it hurts. Because I know that feeling well, I have already experienced it, so I wanted to somehow let Aidan, who had lost his emotions, know the joy of life. Because I wanted to be with Aidan forever. But was it all to no avail? I held Aidan’s hand. His body temperature was lower than usual, perhaps because he had lost a lot of blood.
“Promise me, Aidan. I will never do anything like this again.”
“…I don’t know why you’re angry.”
“Of course you’re angry, fool!”
chin. I cupped Aidan’s cheeks with both hands. Aidan, suddenly caught, opened his eyes wide in surprise.
“I always said Aidan is my escort accident, my subject, and finally… a precious person.”
“…”
“So it doesn’t matter if you have uncontrollable strength or amazing resilience. What were you worried about? Did you think I would push Aidan away while being afraid of him?”
If so, I’ve been thinking about it for a long time. I wasn’t afraid of Aidan at all. Rather, it was only a feeling of affection and regret.
“Try hurting yourself again. ‘Cause I won’t let you go won’t it anymore? answer quickly!”
When I let go of my threat, Aidan nodded slightly and averted my gaze. It was forced, but I felt relieved after receiving a definite answer anyway.
‘Please keep your promise to me.’
I left those worries behind and brought the story back to the main point.
“Aidan, I know you are immortal. That’s why I’ve seen people recover quickly from injuries. But what does that have to do with my question?”
“There is a relationship. This ability has always been coveted by the imperial family of the Devlin Empire.”
“If you’re talking about the imperial family, do you mean Veron?”
Aidan’s red eyes darkened.
“It refers to the previous emperors of the Devlin Empire, including Veron.”
“for a moment. … previous emperors?”
After a moment of silence, Aidan opened his mouth.
“I am a ‘property’ of the imperial family that has been passed down from generation to generation to Devlin’s direct lineage.”
Aidan’s words that followed were enough to send me into shock.
***
When he first opened his eyes, only black darkness greeted him. A new life has begun without knowing who you are or where you are. Despite knowing nothing, a thought ran through my head.
‘also.’
In it he realizes himself. This experience is not the first. I felt a visceral awareness that I was repeating the experience of being thrown into darkness over and over again. The place where he lay was a pitch-black coffin. When I got up, the door opened and someone came in.
“You woke up.”
He raised his head at the man’s low voice. The man’s face was backlit by the light that came in through the crack in the door.
“It must be confusing. I fully understand that feeling.”
“…”
He checked his condition. It looked like a child of about 4 years old. And the man in front of me looked like he was in his 20s. Another characteristic is that the sleeve, where one arm should be, is empty and fluttering.
“My name is Baron. He is the master you will serve from now on.”
“master?”
“okay. you are aiden It is my property subordinate to the imperial family. If you follow my words in the future, you will enjoy great glory. Dedicate your abilities solely to the Devlin family. Because that is the meaning of your existence.”
Aidan. Since the name was not unfamiliar, the boy followed the words of the man named Veron. It was just a blank slate in my head anyway, so I had no choice. He even heard who he was through Veron. The space given to Aidan was the furthest end of the Imperial Knights quarters. The knights who treated Aidan kindly, saying that a young boy had come in for the first time, were avoiding Aidan with blue faces within a few days. Aidan had abilities that were different from those of others. Stronger physical ability than adult knights. Black aura that can be handled freely. Lastly, a wonderful regenerative ability. The inability to be called a human evoked fear beyond awe. Aidan learned through exclusion that he was different from others. Veron did not think of Aidan as a child. To him, Aidan was nothing more and nothing less than a useful possession. Veron sent Aidan into a border battle with Ermano. And using the taboo, Aidan ran out of control. Aidan’s will was not reflected in the plan at all. That was the beginning of what came to be called the ‘Devil of Devlin’ at Ermano. In addition, Veron used Aidan’s ability for his own benefit. Aidan hid in the home of a rebel, took his life, and quietly escaped. He used black energy to intimidate those who had closed their mouths into confessing. It was all according to Veron’s orders. As Aidan took someone’s life, Veron’s imperial power grew stronger. Aidan, who ran out of control, slaughtered anyone at random, regardless of who he was or who he was. Devlin’s soldiers caught in its power also lost their lives. One day, a soldier who lost a comrade in a border battle approached Aidan who regained his reason.
“Two-!”
spit in the face
“…”
As Aidan’s red eyes turned to the soldier, he widened his eyes. Other soldiers nearby grabbed the man’s arms in fright.
“Are you crazy at last? You know who that human is!”
“Hey hey… do you want to die? I beg you to do something wrong!”
Looking at Aidan’s notice from the people around him, he tried to force his neck down and bow his head, but he kept his neck upright and glared at Aidan with bloodshot eyes.
“Slayer. monster. Devil…”
All sorts of contemptuous words spilled from his mouth. It was meant to be humiliating, but Aidan just turned around and left the battlefield. One question arose. Fighting in the name of the cause of the Devlin Empire, he was not Devlin’s soldier. A military that no one acknowledged could not exist.
‘Then who am I?’
What do you slaughter for? Why did he have to be subordinate to the Devlin family? The introspection that started with a small question gradually grew in volume. Finally, Aidan reached one desire.
‘I don’t want to kill anyone.’
A single will that does not want to take the lives of others. However, it was a belief that completely contradicted Veron’s intention. Although he had never said it out loud, Veron, who felt that Aidan had changed, pushed him further into the scene of slaughter and drove him out of control.
‘I want to die.’
It might be better to die than to kill someone. So Aidan cuts his wrists to die. I gladly welcomed the pitch black battle. waiting for the coming rest. . . .
“You fool, Aidan.”
“…why?”
“You cannot die. Did you have monstrous resilience and yet not realize it? stupid guy.”
I thought I had completely cut off the artery, but I failed to die. Veron mocked and criticized Aidan.
“Don’t even think about it, Aidan. just do my bidding Why can’t you do something so easy?”
“….”
“You cannot die without my permission.”
“…”
“You are mine.”
It was a life that was not even allowed to die. Aidan broke his faith and killed his will, silently carrying out Veron’s command. Then one day, the mission ended earlier than expected, and it was time to stop by Veron’s lab for a report. On the bed prepared on one side of the lab, Veron was asleep as if he were dead. Absorbing the power of the stone called the moonstone or the essence of the tree of creation, he sometimes fell asleep like that.
‘I’ll have to report it later.’
Aidan, who was about to leave the lab quietly, hesitated. Maybe it’s because I’m too accustomed to living like a tame animal? I hadn’t thought to explore the lab.
‘Maybe I can find the secret of death.’
Aidan rummaged through the lab materials, oblivious to his presence. Devlin’s strongest mage’s laboratory, all sorts of materials were gathered. Because of the vast amount, it seemed far off to find the desired data before Veron woke up. Aidan, who was looking for data in a remote corner, had a different idea.
‘Veron Arthur Devlica is a suspicious personality.’
So, I came to the conclusion that if it is a material that I think is important, I won’t put it far away from my life radius. Aidan immediately opened the drawer of the study desk where Veron always sat. Among them, I was able to find the information I was looking for in the bottom column. The cover as well as the contents were written in Devlin’s ancient language. So, I couldn’t know everything, but I was able to find out important information. I don’t remember, but the record says. There, Aidan’s secret that he wanted to know was written intact. [Julius III acquired ‘it’. After naming ‘it’ ‘Aidan’, he took full possession of it by taking a ban on the cost of the lives of a thousand sinners.] [Aidan is an immortal being. When you grow up and have your own will, if you pierce the heart, you will be revived in the body of a child of about 4 years old without losing your memories.] [When the owner dies, the ownership passes to the direct blood relative. If there is no direct blood relative, it will be passed on to the person who has arranged it in advance.] It was like a user manual. There was more, but that’s all I could interpret. That alone was enough for Aidan to know his situation. Upon learning the truth, Aidan struggled to escape his fate. However, he could never escape Veron’s ban. It was a very powerful spell that could not be resisted. Even if you die, life will repeat itself. Memories will disappear and once again fall into Veron’s hands and be used. If Veron dies, his children will inherit the property. Dying again and waking up with a young body and being used again… Do I have to live as the property of the Devlin royal family with memories continuously erased in such a repeated life? There was a small baby who appeared in front of Aidan, who had completely lost the will to live and was breathing as ‘Devlin’s dog’. The taboo that I thought I could never break has loosened. miracle. Its presence was like a miracle. Maybe we can break the cycle of the terrible cycle of reincarnation and enjoy a comfortable rest. Aidan knew for the first time that he was capable of such thoughts. Is this the emotion called hope?
‘…Mabel.’
To Aidan, the name meant nothing but hope.
***
“Why are you crying?”
“…Because Aidan doesn’t cry.”
Tears flowed down my cheeks with a feeling of being blocked, as if a large stone was blocking my chest. Only then did I realize What I saw was Aidan’s past, unknown to Aidan now. would have been in the soul. The past of Aidan, who had to be used without being able to fully enjoy his life even though he could die, was so terrible. What the hell was Devlin’s cause, and did he have to treat and use a person like an object?
“Thank you for telling me.”
I hugged Aidan and patted him on the back. For a while. until my tears stop Hopefully my little warmth will warm Aidan’s cold hands even just a little. Hoping that loneliness will fade even though it’s just me.
