A hallway filled with dust.
In the meantime, it was the two men and women who opened the door and returned.
The only change is that there is a man over 2 meters tall hanging on her back.
Looking at the blood dripping from her forehead and the way she was clenching her teeth, I could see how dire her situation was.
As he advanced while killing all the mercenaries he encountered on his way out of this place, he was injured and was in a state of complete disrepair due to using his magical power beyond its limit.
Clothes with a bloody smell. Sweat running down your cheeks. Stiff muscles scream.
Watching him shed tears while coughing up blood, it was clear that the dignity and charisma he had before were gone and that he was just moving his body to survive.
He moved with the sole intention of saving this man hanging on his back.
For some time, every time I saw this man, my heart felt tight and I didn't know what to do, so I kept showing off his ugly side.
The only person who didn't mind even if we held hands.
I'm sure I've abandoned my colleagues countless times.
Because this man is Lia's husband? no. Rosaria is so stupid and uncommitted that she throws her life away for the man who took her away.
The reason is that…
Because this man didn't hesitate to give his life for her.
From the moment she jumped into the dungeon entrance without hesitation, she had no choice but to admit it.
To this man. It was said that a fierce love was attached to him.
However, the same feeling of guilt came over me.
Obviously, I could have done better.
Is it because dust gets stuck in my eyes?
"Ugh… I'm sorry… I'm sorry. I'm sorry."
The tears I had been holding back the whole time did not stop.
And when she finally got back to where Amelia and Isabel were.
Rosaria then opened the door and headed towards Amelia, who was normally waiting for her husband.
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"…"
Looking down at the two of them, tattered like rags. Amelia was speechless.
Rosaria fell to her knees, her battered body as if half of it had collapsed. Tears mixed with fresh blood fell down my cheeks. The facial expressions he always maintained had long since disappeared, and his hair was covered in a lot of dust.
"I'm sorry.. Because of me… I hit everything. A lot."
Rosaria's appearance was sobbing and clutching her wounds, showing desolation.
At first, I just went to buy a light stone.
The accident did not reach the point where a trap could have been prepared there.
I could figure it out with just a little thought. But she couldn't do it.
No, if only I had been stronger.
This tragedy would not have happened.
Due to such helplessness, Rosaria was unable to maintain her dignity and collapsed.
I just had to explain it to Amelia.
It wasn't right for him to just complain about his own injuries and take his complaints out to her, who would be so shocked right away.
As your best friend, you need to come to your senses.
That's why Rosaria spoke while suppressing the emotions rising up, even as she bit her trembling lower lip.
"Because of me…"
A heart overflowing from within. I forcefully blocked the water dripping from my eyes.
Then a low voice came out.
"I'm sorry… While saving me. It ended up like this…"
Rosaria tried her best to help him, but failed miserably and shed tears ungainly.
It wasn't really helpful until the end.
I was helpless. So much.
This helpless experience reminded Amelia of the past when she was unable to do anything for Amelia, who was dragged around as a warrior.
Now or then. She was even more depressed by the fact that nothing had changed about her.
Rosaria bit her lip. It was heartbreaking.
Then a low voice came out.
"..Sorry, sorry."
Amelia stood still, looking at the two, and then slowly parted her lips.
"Tia."
Amelia answered in a weak voice and struggled to get up.
When she tried to extend her hand in that direction, Amelia carefully pushed Rosaria's hand away.
"Can you leave me alone for a moment?"
Amelia's eyes became slightly unfocused and she bit her lip, giving me goosebumps.
Rosaria wasn't so clueless that she didn't know what she was saying.
She forced her shaky body up and limped out of the room by pulling the doorknob.
…
In a room alone.
The atmosphere became as cold as a sheet of thin ice.
The atmosphere was so calm that the surrounding temperature dropped in an instant.
Amelia looked down at her husband, who had returned in a mess with a cold, sunken face.
Not even a word comes out.
What if Yooseong gets hurt? It was actually something Amelia saw quite often.
It wouldn't be such an awkward sight since I faced the danger of facing a swordsman right in front of me and faced death several times.
Now, this is what it looks like.
"Meteor… ."
It took some time to recognize and properly accept the situation.
Recognizing who the half-baked man in front of me was was something I couldn't do with my right mind.
However, from the moment Rosaria, who was reluctant to meet men, came in on her back, the target was narrowed down to just one person.
"… Oh, how. Why.."
A voice of disbelief flowed from between trembling lips.
Consciousness falls into darkness. My heart is pounding like crazy.
Gloomy, murderous eyes.
Amelia opened her mouth as she lifted her husband's limp, half-corpse body.
"… … Who did it?"
A voice was coming out so deep and murderous that it felt like the table was shaking by itself.
Of course, no answer came back.
The red blood flowing down to the floor only formed a puddle.
Then, he grabbed Yoosung's hand that had fallen to the floor and held Yoosung's upper body in his arms.
It seems like he will never let go in the future.
-here… You must leave.
The separation I experienced countless times on the battlefield.
And, the first separation from a precious person.
For the first time, he was betrayed by someone who 'trusted' him.
That fact came as a great shock to Amelia.
It was just a strong hug.
Amelia gave strength to the arms wrapped around his back. So much so that it feels a little frustrating. Further until the tremors subside.
"… ."
The sight of lukewarm blood dripping.
There was already nothing that could be done with potions.
Amelia was still holding Yooseong tightly.
Because I couldn't do anything else.
To make matters worse, the life was fading from his pale skin.
Accordingly, Amelia's expression, which had maintained her cool and youthful expression, gradually became gloomy.
Blood came out of Yooseong's mouth.
"… ."
Black blood splattered and stuck to Amelia's white cheek.
I could vaguely sense it intuitively.
There isn't much time left.
Amelia felt his cooling warmth as she held him tightly for a long time.
I knew it was hopeless.
but.
"Forever. We are together."
I couldn't send Yooseong alone.
I sacrificed my virginity, mortgaged my heart, and gave up being the hero I had dreamed of my whole life.
From the moment she decided to live as his wife, Amelia decided to do this.
If this man dies.
Let's lie quietly next to him.
Amelia let go of the heavy burden she had been carrying all her life with the single thought of wanting to become a warrior.
Now I just have a simple dream of living alone with my beloved husband.
-Yuseong, what would you do if you were to fall out with me?
The water is silver. It was a question that had been buried in her mind since she first accepted a man as her husband.
However, the man did not hesitate at all. I said this as if it was natural.
-forever. I'll be by your side.
With those words, Amelia made an important decision.
That I now have someone to whom I can truly devote myself.
I gained a little happiness. That I now have a place to return to.
That we must protect this at all costs.
As for Amelia. I decided that I would stay by his side for the rest of my life.
Even while alive.
Even after death.
At some point, she no longer wanted to be called a warrior and wanted to become a loving wife just for him.
I hurt my hands countless times while practicing cooking that I was not familiar with.
The feeling that was in the back of her mind when she first met him was that the center of her heart tingled every time she saw his face smiling brightly even after eating her tasteless food.
As time goes by, my love for him grows bigger. Now, nothing can be seen except the shooting star.
Amelia felt great satisfaction and happiness for the first time in living alone with Yoosung.
It is a heart that has become so precious.
I never wanted to lose it.
However, just a few weeks ago, Amelia almost lost Yoosung.
And that too before your own eyes. her own husband.
Humiliating.
Being forcibly humiliated.
I had to watch my husband get taken away.
The shock remained, and at some point, I started following him around every day.
The thought that he could be taken away remained deep in my mind.
From then on, he knowingly or unknowingly asked for more attention and love from Yoosung. I often hinted that I wanted to sleep with him.
Just a little bit more. To gain stability.
And soon, to conceive his child.
Amelia quietly touched her lower abdomen.
"…I'm sorry. And, I love you. meteor. More than anyone I've ever lived."
The moment I lightly kissed your forehead.
Yoosung opened his eyes.