"I conceived Yoosung's child."
Rosaria heard those words,
Although on the outside I pretend like nothing is wrong.
Because my hands were shaking, the soup ended up spilling out before I could bring it to my mouth, dripping all over my clothes and on the table.
"That… please explain in detail what you mean."
Rosaria still maintained a calm expression, but her slightly trembling hands and dripping juice were revealing her inner self.
"It's just… Yoosung made me pregnant. I've been doing it that much every day, so it's about time."
Amelia calmly held her stomach and continued speaking.
However, the moment Rosaria remembered that Yoosung had impregnated Amelia, her eyes became as cold as ice. An inexplicable feeling of anger and betrayal burned in my heart. With a smile on her face, she slowly reached for her waist.
The moment I tightly grasped the handle of my sword with my trembling hands, it seemed as if even the air around me became sharper. Determination and resoluteness flashed in Rosaria's eyes as she pulled out her sword, and powerful energy radiated from her sword energy without a moment's hesitation.
"Gal喝!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Neinooom!!!!!! You have finally crossed the line that you should not cross!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
The sound of sharp metal cut through the air, and the will for revenge sparkled intensely in her eyes.
In an instant, her sword flashed like lightning and plunged deep into the wall between his crotch.
Rosaria spoke in a cold voice in an attempt to suppress her feelings of liking Yooseong.
"…I will let you live this once."
Her voice was cold, but her eyes were shaking. Rosaria immediately pulled out her sword and turned around.
"But make sure this doesn't happen again. Next time, I won't be able to use it at all…
No, I have to use it so I have to leave it-...."
"?"
The moment her true feelings came out, she covered her mouth.
In an instant, the surroundings became quiet, and Rosaria's face turned red like a blush and at the same time became stained with embarrassment.
Finally, Rosaria cleared her throat and tried to turn the conversation around.
"Inhale. It was a mistake. Ignore what I just said"
"Where is this nonsense?"
"....."
Rosaria, who instantly realized her mistake, opened her eyes wide, shook her head and said,
"Ah, no…! No…! I, I… that… no. So…:"
Rosaria, who was embarrassed and unable to continue speaking, blushed and avoided the two eyes focused on her.
Rosaria tried to return to her cold expression again, denying that she had revealed her true feelings. His true intentions had already been revealed to everyone.
I could see the maid and Amelia whispering secretly in front of Rosaria, whose eyes were swirling and not knowing what to do.
"Madam, Madam."
"Why are you calling me? Isabel."
"I guess… right? I figured it out right, right?"
"Okay. Looks like my best friend has now become my romantic enemy. Well… I won't ask you any questions about what happened in the dungeon. Considering Yoosung's personality, he probably would have gone as far as he could. Now it's only a matter of time before I fall asleep."
"Yuseong and that… even an impregnable lesbian girl, they all have a relationship like that…"
They glanced in the direction where Yoosung and Rosaria were, as if telling Rosaria to listen openly in their secret conversation.
"…!!!!"
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Rosaria spat out the last words in a strong tone and hurriedly ran back to the room.
Her heart was beating faster and faster as she walked down the hallway. The long hallway reflected the conflict and confusion in her heart.
Her eyes were blurred with anxiety and embarrassment, and her face was turning red.
While running, Rosaria reflected on her mistakes and embarrassing situations. The faces of the two people flirting before my eyes came to mind, and my mind became even more confused.
"Haa, haa, haa,"
When she reached the end of the room, she slammed the door hard. I closed it. The sound of the door closing echoed through the hallway.
She stood with her back against the door, closed her eyes for a moment and took a deep breath.
However, once the emotions exploded, they continued to flood in, and eventually my legs lost strength and I collapsed. She took a deep breath to collect herself.
'What on earth… what do you mean… Yoosung, you planted these feelings in me?'
Her face grew hot as she leaned against the door, and a mixture of shame and shame was clearly visible on her face.
-Don't talk too much and hug me properly.
-First of all, it's dangerous here. It's stuck.
-Treat your body.
"Why do you say that…"
Rosaria muttered to herself and covered her face with her hands.
She was confused by her first love. I tried many times to control this feeling, but I ultimately failed.
Tears began to form between her trembling fingers, and behind the cold door, she closed her eyes and fought against shame, unable to control her emotions.
At that moment, she was not a veteran mercenary whose emotions had become dull, but simply a woman in her prime who was caught up in her emotions.
"Ha…"
Rosaria was caught up in a whirlwind of emotions she had never experienced before.
Doubts and questions about love filled her mind.
She realized that those feelings were obviously short-term, but at the same time, she couldn't deny them.
What your feelings about Yoosung mean to you,
And I was doubting whether it could continue forever.
Her mind was torn at every moment. Rosaria, struggling to balance her betrayal of her friend, was waging a battle with herself to suppress her emotions.
How should I accept these feelings? She asked herself as always, but it was difficult to find a clear answer.
The daytime became quiet. She suffered alone, reflecting on her thoughts.
I asked myself if I was in love or just confused. She came up with many excuses to reject this feeling. In the end, she had no choice but to admit it from her heart.
That I fell in love with him.
I can't help but like it.
I am happy to be with everyone at every moment, but at the same time, I am also mixed with fear and anxiety.
Anyway.
Could it be that I have become an obstacle? do.
no.
If you think like that, nothing will get better.
"…."
Rosaria, who had finally calmed down, slowly turned the pages of an old diary that suddenly occurred to her. The old paper shook slightly as it was applied, and the scent of old ink wafted out. As she turned page after page, her eyes stayed on the old text. Her mind brought up old memories.
-Tall.
My hand stopped on a certain page. I noticed the names and dates written in great detail, which continued without missing a single day.
At that moment, an old memory vividly appeared before her eyes. The sunlight of that day, the smell of the wind, and even the time of that day.
A nonsense story I told Amelia when I first met her.
Contrary to appearance, after putting the orphans to sleep in the cathedral, Rosaria came next to Amelia, who was swinging her sword in the quiet training ground, and asked a question.
Whick! Whick! From top to bottom. It may seem like a simple repetitive movement, but if you look closely, the sword handling skills are precise and solid. This probably means that you have trained your basic skills that well.
Her eyes were full of concentration, and she seemed to be so focused on swinging her sword that she didn't even notice that the sun was already setting.
Rosaria, who spoke next to him, approached cautiously and opened her mouth.
-"Lia, if you are in the next life. What if God grants you one wish? What wish will you make?"
-"Wish?"
Breasts stand out even beyond the black clothes, and the female body is moist with cold sweat.
Amelia listened to Rosaria's words and seriously answered the question she had jokingly asked.
Standing tall, the sword stops. He speaks with a sigh and an expression full of determination and determination.
It's as if nothing else is in mind. In a firm tone.
-"I am. I have no other wish other than to become a hero."
After saying those words, Amelia swung her sword again as if it were useless.
Rosaria leaned on the bench and looked at Amelia, who was swinging her sword alone in the quiet sparring hall.
Then suddenly, it felt like I hadn't said something important. Slowly approaches Rosaria.
-"…But, this might be a little selfish.
If I hadn't been a candidate for a hero… I want to wish more than anything to be around the people I love. Whatever we look like is fine, so I want to meet you and your precious people again in the next life."
Unfortunately, she firmly believed that it would never come true.
Sometimes, I got drunk by daydreaming.
It feels like the exact opposite of Amelia's personality, who always sees and judges everything from a wise man's perspective.
Rosaria suddenly closed her mouth and was at a loss for words due to the sudden confession.
-"Three, three years…"
Unable to stop my face from turning red, I felt my heart pounding as I played with my red-stained ears with my fingers.
-"…You want to meet me together… Phew! It's really funny. You know that you've already made two wishes, right? I'm content with just being a warrior. Even God would tell you to use such a simple wish for something else, right?"
A little mischievous. A sarcastic tone.
But Amelia knew what it meant.
-"I… Then, if I could only have one wish in my second life, I would just wish to never be reborn. I would rather give my lifespan to a good person like you so that you can live longer. Because I don't want to walk down this long path of pain the same way twice."
-"Then my wish is to continue living with you."
Swish.
Amelia spits out those words while swinging her sword again.
At the same time, it crashes. The closed door opened, and Yoosung, Isabel, and Amelia, who had clear palm prints on their cheeks, entered the room one after another.