I Will Protect My Brother - Chapter 110

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Chapter 110
Wait, what?
I swept my gaze sharply across both sides of the corridor.
The moment I confirmed that I couldn’t sense Kalian or the Lost Soul, I yanked Chronos Yeljewa into the room and slammed the door shut behind him.
“Tell me again, Yeljewa. You saw my corpse, and yet?”
Yeljewa swallowed hard, his throat dry.
“The place where your dead body lay wasn’t Rahnar. It was an entirely different planet.”
“You’re saying I was dead in another world?”
“Yes. And your body was… half…”
The image of myself in the dream was so grotesque that Yeljewa squeezed his eyes shut.
I pressed him further.
“What did I look like? Tell me every detail you remember, Yeljewa.”
“Well… it seemed your upper body had been attacked. From below your neck, your entire upper half was drenched in blood, so I couldn’t see clearly. T-truthfully, I was too frightened to examine it closely.”
“So, in any case, I was dead?”
My head throbbed. So I did die after all. Luize’s hypothesis had proven disturbingly accurate.
Yeljewa hesitated before speaking.
“Yes… logically speaking, in that condition, there’s no way you could have been alive.”
“When does it happen?”
“…I also saw the collapsed table from the Continental Conference. So it could be a few weeks from now during an emergency session, or perhaps five years hence…”
“If luck’s against me, it could be soon.”
Yeljewa kept glancing nervously at me, but I could no longer afford him my attention.
‘Rahnar destroyed. And me, dead in a new world…’
“I regret bringing you such news, Rosien.”
“Never mind that. Yeljewa, search your memory further. Did you see anything else unusual in the dream?”
“Y-yes, of course.”
I began piecing together the causal threads.
‘It’s certain that danger will come my way. But being cast onto an entirely different planet… that seems odd somehow.’
If I were to leave Rahnar one way or another? If that’s what causes Kalian to go berserk?
Everything fit together perfectly.
This was absolutely not something to ignore.
Yeljewa’s precognition always manifests as reality.
Haven’t the old prophecies—that I, the dead Princess of Abuye, would bring chaos—already half come to pass? I’ve already cast a barrier across this entire planet using the Lost Soul’s power.
Then my death too is a predetermined fate.
“If you see any other futures, tell me, Yeljewa.”
“I… can no longer divine the future.”
Chronos Yeljewa, who had aged a decade in a single night, shook his head with melancholy.
“The protection of the Guardian Star is fading further. This was likely the last precognition I could perceive. So be careful with yourself. Even meaningless struggle is better than doing nothing, wouldn’t you say?”
“…Yes, I suppose so.”
After Chronos Yeljewa left, I remained still for a long time, my spine rigid, lost in thought.
“Death, then.”
Suddenly, the crystal beating in my left chest felt profoundly alien.
“Death again….”
Will I be murdered again, Rosien?
One corner of my mouth twisted upward.
“Am I losing my mind.”
Being robbed of my life by another’s hand—that dog-like situation was enough to happen once. Even if death truly came for me, I wouldn’t simply accept it.
Then what countermeasure should I devise? Yeljewa’s foresight would inevitably manifest in some form….
‘Then I must first know.’
When, how, and by whose hand would I meet my death?
Rozentia Renos was executed, and Rosien Wynyak was killed instantly by sorcery.
What would be the cause of death for Rosien Wynack?
Chapter 13. If the Best is Impossible, Then Choose the Second Best
“What are you thinking about, Rosy?”
Suddenly, my senses returned. Kalian, who had been kissing the space between my neck and earlobe, was now gazing intently at me.
“You’re cold.”
“Ah… really? I washed my body with cold water earlier, so that must be it.”
“No, not your body temperature.”
Kalian tapped his index finger against his temple.
“Your mind is cold.”
Ah, damn. I’ve been caught.
“It’s cold and settling into stillness. What plan are you devising to become so calculating?”
“Well….”
I gave an ambiguous deflection.
Elixirs could share emotions and sensations to some degree, but they couldn’t read precise thoughts unless one revealed them.
It was fortunate that Kalian didn’t know the facts swirling in my mind—otherwise, he wouldn’t be wearing such a soft expression.
Of course, Kalian didn’t give up easily.
“I want to read your mind.”
Kalian traced my collarbone with his lips. His hand had been burrowing beneath my chemise for some time now.
The hand that swept across my skin without hesitation had become far more skilled than when I first entrusted myself to him.
The sighs that escaped my lips were far more languid than they had been then.
The strange sensation that swept across my entire body was no longer unfamiliar or odd. Humans truly were creatures of adaptation. I was being steadily tamed by Kalian Wynack.
These days, after the heat of passion subsided, he would confine me in his embrace and delight in touching me, savoring my reactions.
I sniffled for a moment before suddenly speaking.
“Brother, I want to see that scene.”
“What scene?”
“The day you brought me back to life. I’m curious what I looked like.”
Kalian, who had been gently scratching the vertebrae of my spine with his fingers, suddenly stopped.
He murmured with a displeased expression.
“It won’t be a pleasant sight.”
“I don’t care. What you said doesn’t matter either. I want to see what state I was in when I died.”
“…Understand that I’m different now than I was then. If you promise not to feel betrayed, I’ll show you.”
“I understand. I promise.”
“You really have to see it?”
“Yes.”
“…Fine.”
Kalian reluctantly closed his eyes. One of the memory fragments drifting through his mind opened toward me.
Following Kalian’s lead, I closed my eyes, and an unfamiliar scene appeared in the darkness of my vision.
It was a cemetery deep in the night. The burial ground of Kirges’s sorcerers.
The subsequent scenes didn’t deviate far from my expectations. Lozietti Kirges’s gravestone was uprooted, and the earth was torn open.
The coffin lid opened, and the corpse wrapped in linen emerged into the world once more.
Perhaps because I had already anticipated it, the scene of writhing tentacles extracting my completely crushed heart from my left chest was bearable enough.
No, truthfully, the state of the corpse revealed once the linen was stripped away was already the worst from the start. A face turned pale and rigid, still bearing the shocked expression from the moment of instant death. My stomach churned.
‘Since I was pierced through the chest and died, the wound naturally would have been massive.’
From the beginning, less than half of my heart remained. My upper body was nearly crushed to pulp.
Suddenly, Yeljewa’s prophecy from a few days ago echoed in my ears.
“It seems the upper body took the attack, but from below the neck, the entire upper body was soaked in blood, so it wasn’t clearly visible…”
Ah, I see.
I understood in a flash of lightning.
‘That’s it… That must be the cause of death.’
It was the only cause that would make Kalian lose his reason and rampage so violently.
“That’s enough now.”
With Kalian’s firm voice, the memory before my eyes shattered.
Before I could even open my eyes, my lips were firmly bitten. He gripped my thigh and pulled me closer to him. Once he made my legs wrap around his waist, our lower bodies pressed together seamlessly.
“Your curiosity is satisfied now, isn’t it?”
“Yes, it’s enough.”
“Are you shocked, Rosien? I’m feeling anxious now.”
“…It’s certainly not a pleasant sight to witness.”
The past that has gone cannot affect the present.
But knowing the future that will inevitably arrive was different.
Against my will, my hands and feet grew cold. A faint headache began to set in.
Ah, this tedious headache.
“Hold me.”
I urgently unfastened the buttons of Kalian’s shirt.
My Elixir.
Unlike me, who wore not a single thread, he still had his clothes on. They were in the way.
“Hold me. Like yesterday, like the day before.”
Just as I always do.
Engulf me hot and rough, then bring me to the most stable and comfortable state.
Kalian naturally did not refuse my request. I surrendered myself to the immense warmth I had grown accustomed to.
In this moment, no anguish could exhaust me.
The moment the sun rose the next day, I stumbled toward Railo without even having time to dress properly.
When I pounded on the door to his room, Dorian Raylo opened it moments later, his eyes swollen, shuffling groggily.
“Rosien? I sleep heavily in the mornings, so what on earth is this at the crack of dawn…?”
“Railo. I was hoping you could examine me.”
“Right now…?”
“Yes. This very moment. From head to toe, thoroughly!”
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The moment Rosien Wynack opened his eyes and left the bedroom.
A black shadow engulfed the window where the morning sunlight blazed down brilliantly. Kalian, who had been slowly rising from the bed, froze.
“What is it? Why are you like this, Lost Soul?”
A mass of tentacles that had risen like a carnivorous flower was glaring at him with murderous intent.
【This is troublesome, Karga.】
The Broken Chaos growled. Shadow tentacles licked their tips and clung to Kalian.
【You’re completely smitten.】
“Yeah.”
【I told you to take Rosien’s Sacred Relic, not hand over all of yours. This violates our contract.】
Kalian merely nodded vaguely and pulled on his robe.
After tying the sash around his waist, he swept his hand to drive the darkness from the window.
Sunlight poured in again. The neck and collarbone area, mottled with the marks Rosien had left the night before, was now flooded with light.
Lost Soul spoke with exasperation.
【So now I’m completely sidelined?】
Ever since returning to the mainland, the Avatar’s behavior had been decidedly suspicious.

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