[Episode 129]
“What are you asking for help?”
“Hyung…”
Phil, who was licking his lips, glanced at Richard, then shut his mouth nervously.
Judging by his brother’s name, it was clear that he was talking about Hill Rosemont.
After thinking for a while, I turned around and looked at Richard.
“Richard.”
“huh?”
“I have something to say to Phil… Is it okay if we go separately on the way back?”
“Ah…”
Richard’s eyes narrowed.
He didn’t seem very reluctant to keep his mouth shut, but if it was about Hill Rosemont, there was a good chance it wasn’t normal.
“huh? Please.”
I put my hands together and asked for it, and Richard nodded while sticking out his lips with a very unwilling face.
“Instead, come over to my house next time.”
“good.”
Richard gave Phil Rosemont a disapproving glance, then turned and left the mansion first.
I walked away from the crowd for a while with Phil Rosemont before going to Laurent.
“What’s going on?”
Just today, I had been entrusted with Charnett’s escort by Hill Rosemont, so I was very uneasy.
“That’s…”
Phil Rosement closed his eyes, then opened them carefully.
“Hyung-nim, help me…”
“Why Hill Rosemont…?”
Was that person even someone who would benefit from my help?
Even when we met earlier, he seemed quite normal. Except for just throwing off the mask.
“I think my brother is going to kill someone.”
I looked at Phil Rosemont with a somewhat bewildered expression.
It’s not that people’s lives are taken lightly, but Hill Rosemont was originally a person who would kill people when he was in a bad mood.
For me, who believes that the world is full of pure malice, what Phil told me didn’t sound like something I would ask for help now.
‘Doesn’t Phil know who my brother is?’
After I hesitated for a moment to answer, Phil Rosemont added:
“Young brother… actually…”
Phil Rosemont closed his eyes tightly.
“When he gets angry, he sometimes… very occasionally he… kills people…”
Phil Rosemont gulped and looked at me.
‘Yes, I know.’
Everyone knew how cruel he was and when he started killing.
I don’t know if I can describe this as a novel, but it’s because it came out in [mouth.yang.gak] anyway.
“My older brother… he’s not really a scary person.”
That doesn’t sound like much.
When I made a confused face, Phil Rosemont shook his head with a teary face.
“Really… He’s the one who sacrificed a lot for me since childhood…”
Seeing Phil Rosemont’s expression, I thought I wanted to bully him for no reason.
I struggled to shake my head and nodded.
“huh.”
“But I think my brother is going to die.”
“…why?”
“Uncle Sa…”
Albion?
Why is Albion here? Haven’t they returned to the orphanage yet?
“I think your uncle will kill you.”
“…uh?”
I wonder if the story suddenly jumped too far.
When I couldn’t hide my embarrassed expression, Phil Rosemont lowered his head, gripping the hem of my dress.
How do I get a result like this?
“Actually…”
Phil Rosement said cautiously, looking around the extension with a restless face.
“Brother… tried to get rid of the orphanage.”
“…what?”
“My uncle knew that…”
I opened my mouth wide, then closed it again. It was because I had a sense of what Hill Rosement was doing.
‘No matter how much I want Albion…’
I frowned.
Hill Rosemont’s violence stood out quite well in [Entrance.Yang.Gak] as well.
In particular, at one time he had a great obsession with Charne, who had tamed a wyvern, but did that being become an Albion this time?
“The wyvern… hasn’t it hatched yet?”
It’s been quite a while, but still no news.
“I think it will hatch soon.”
“I’ll have to imprint it…”
Due to his personality, he never seemed to fall next to the Wyvern’s egg, but it was a little hard to believe that he was doing it with Albion.
“How did Albion-sensei know that?”
“That’s…”
Phil Rosement wiggled his fingers before closing his eyes.
“I told you.”
“Are you Phil?”
“Yeah…”
It was a fresh shock.
The words of Phil Rosemont, who always seemed to obey Hill Rosemont’s words, were very unexpected.
“why…?”
“I thought my brother would regret it.”
“regret?”
“Yeah hyung-nim… if I don’t get what I want, I always break it. I know it’s wrong. You don’t know any other way.”
Phil Rosemont bowed his head. Certainly Hill Rosemont would have done that.
“But brother… he just doesn’t trust anyone.”
“…”
“My parents…”
Phil Rosemont pursed his lips and closed his eyes.
As if forcibly raising a forgotten fear, the boy exhaled heavily and opened his mouth slowly.
“Actually, they are bad people.”
“A bad person…”
“I got scolded every day if I didn’t do as I was told. I was stupid, so I was always locked in a small room.”
Every word that came out of Phil Rosemont’s mouth was a sign of abuse.
As if the fear was still imprinted on it, Phil Rosemont trembled the tips of his lips.
“I got scolded and beaten every day. My older brother always brought me bread and stopped me for starving or getting beaten up by mistake.”
Hill and Phil were very close brothers.
‘Hill Rosemont too…’
Wasn’t he such a scary person before?
“But once… I did something very wrong and my father tried to kill me…”
Phil Rosemont gulped as he spoke cautiously.
“My older brother protected me that day.”
I had a rough guess of what happened on the day Phil Rosemont was talking about.
‘The day that Hill Rosemont killed my parents is probably…’ The
more I heard, the more I couldn’t bear to say any comforting words to the shocking truth.
It would be more accurate to see that there is nothing to say. No matter what I say, it won’t heal the wounds I’ve already received.
“As we became single, many relatives came to visit us and said they would take care of us.”
I closed my eyes tightly to their horrific stories that were still unfinished.
“Everyone comforted us and said kind words saying that they were very heartbroken, and they all reached out their hands to help us.”
“Phil…”
“And… soon we were alone again.”
What Phil Rosement continued was horrifying to hear.
Stories that show the ugliest bottom of human beings. Just hearing the words seemed like it would blow my mind.
“There was very little money left in the family, no servants, no money, no knick-knacks…”
Phil Rosemont blurted out.
When Phil Rosemont confessed that he once chewed up the roots of a tree, my anger soared.
“In less than a year, whatever my brother did, the money started coming in again…”
“Yeah.”
“Since then, my brother has stopped trusting anyone.”
It seemed that the country would also become distrustful of humans. I nodded and Phil Rosemont took a deep breath.
“Yeah hyung, in fact, I don’t really believe it either.”
“okay…?”
“When I dealt with a person, I would always find that person’s weakness.”
“huh.”
“By the way… I guess you liked your uncle.”
Phil Rosement said cautiously.
‘Albion is certainly innocent.’
He regarded children as important and did not care whether they were commoners or nobles.
Because he himself is a person with power, he did not easily give up his beliefs.
The loss of his daughter made him unable to take a single step back.
“Of course, I like my uncle too. Normally, I wouldn’t have interfered with my older brother’s work.”
“But this time I thought it was wrong.”
At my words, Phil Rosemont nodded. In fact, it was somewhat surprising that Phil had such courage.
“Yes, because what brother says is always right. But…”
Phil Rosement clenched his fists.
“Yesterday my older brother planted explosives in the orphanage.”
“…crazy.”
“Of course, I quickly went and informed my uncle, so it didn’t matter too much!”
“That’s good.”
“Then my brother…”
Phil Rosemont almost crouched on the floor, and tears suddenly began to drip.
He looked really sad.
“You kicked me out of the house…”
muttered Phil Rosemont, his face buried in his palms.
[Because he seems to be more restless with his troubled nephew than his obedient nephew.] [I don’t like the fact that an adult from a
decent family I’ve ever met is the director of an orphanage that takes care of illegitimate children and orphans, but stupid Phil seems to need a family like that.]
[I will act like a gentleman, so please take care of my foolish sister.] I
suddenly remembered the conversation I had with Hill Rosement earlier.
“You know, no one will hate me or hate me, right?”
“Yeah, of course not.”
Phil smiled brightly at my answer.
I couldn’t tell which one was the truth and which part was Hill Rosemont’s sincerity.
‘It’s not like these guys just… have a brother complex, right?’
A tiny bit of uneasiness stirred up at the moment.
