Resetting Lady - Chapter 230
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“From today until forever.”
The words he had to say.
And the blessing he had to give.
As in the beginning, now and always forever.
And that was when it happened.
“Cough.”
At first, no one knew what had happened. Even Dulan, who was right in front, couldn’t tell. It was when Karen was sharing the blessed holy water. Seeing her cough, Isella even smiled slightly, thinking she had made a mistake. But the smile soon stopped abruptly.
“Karen!”
Blood was dripping from Karen’s mouth.
“Kyaaah!”
“Miss!”
Though there were clearly few people, the church was filled with screams. With a thud, Lord Hyer stood up abruptly but couldn’t even approach and collapsed.
“Cough, cough…”
“…Hyer?”
Dulan asked back in confusion, dazed.
And he looked again at the holy water he had offered. What? This couldn’t be happening. What Dulan had given Karen wasn’t that kind of thing. What was happening? Dulan looked down at the holy water, but that didn’t change anything. It was just transparent…
“The cup.”
Dulan pressed Karen’s throat. He had to make her vomit. This wasn’t the way he had wanted. This was…
“Priest Dulan.”
“L-Lord Raymond.”
Dulan turned around. Raymond, the groom, grabbed Dulan’s hand with a face that showed neither panic nor sadness.
Why?
Dulan soon understood the reason, but couldn’t resist. Raymond’s grip strength was beyond imagination. Raymond took something from inside Karen’s bouquet and pressed it into Dulan’s hand.
“You should do it properly.”
Raymond held Dulan’s hand and applied even more force to the knife that had pierced Karen’s body. Dulan felt something piercing at his fingertips. He knew what it was. The heart.
“…Ah, huk…”
He heard a scream from afar. It was his own scream.
It was the day when the sunset fell on the collapsed palace walls. Raymond knelt before Karen. It wasn’t to confess his wrongdoing. It was because his strength had truly left him, and he could no longer endure.
Raymond knelt and embraced Karen. Karen stood and stroked him in return. She pitied him. She pitied Raymond, she pitied herself.
“Karen, now I understand.”
Raymond’s voice was choked.
“I felt it was unnecessary. I thought that with only you, even eternity would be fine. Since I had lived longer than you at some point, I thought this would be enough, and I felt I was more right. A satisfying life… Knowing the answer…”
He continued while embracing Karen even more tightly.
“But I was wrong. I thought having only you would be enough, but I realized that was my arrogance.”
His voice was almost changing to sobbing. The hands embracing Karen were desperate. He couldn’t breathe.
“You were right. You knew me better than I knew myself. I realized that I alone was insufficient to give your life what it needed. I only realized this at this moment.”
Raymond wailed on the collapsed castle walls. He lamented while looking at the results that he and Karen had achieved. It was agonizing that no matter how hard they tried, all of this would eventually return to the starting point.
We simply could not give up on our lives.
That was the conclusion they had reached.
* * *
Dulan looked up at Raymond. Raymond was the one torturing him, yet he also seemed to be suffering more. Dulan couldn’t understand this at all.
Was it because of Karen’s death? But it had been years since she died this time. And Raymond could be more certain of Karen’s eternal life than anyone. More than Dulan himself. He asked while coughing up blood.
“Why are you so sad? Why are you suffering so much? She lives eternally, so what makes you so sorrowful?”
Raymond confessed.
“Because I too live eternally with her. So I understand her, and I know this isn’t very good.”
Oh my.
Dulan clicked his tongue. His teeth were broken so he couldn’t pronounce properly.
‘Lord Raymond, you shouldn’t be like this… I even used my own child for your sake.’
* * *
“Karen, I was truly fine. I was fine wandering eternally with you. And I had hope that someday we could find the right method. Not the method that Priest Dulan… used. I thought we could use a truly good method.”
Raymond collapsed before Karen.
“Until then, I was confident I could endure. That with you by my side, I needed nothing else. I truly thought so. But it doesn’t seem to be the case. I have no choice but to admit my own weakness.”
Karen caught Raymond. She supported him. Raymond’s face was horribly contorted. Even at their first meeting in eternal life, he hadn’t cried like this. That had been the joy of reunion and the moment of birth.
But Raymond was now suffering in utter despair.
She wanted to comfort him but couldn’t. She knew she was in the same situation. So Karen simply embraced Raymond. Only after a long while did Raymond barely manage to speak to Karen.
“Do you know how I was able to recall memories of you?”
“No.”
Karen brought up again the question she had buried in the back of her memory. At some point she had been curious about it, but soon stopped thinking about it. She thought it shouldn’t be brought up.
“I didn’t know either. I didn’t know last time either. When you fell from the tower, I lived and died while forcibly clinging to reason to escape the confusion and terror of that time. But last time, after meeting you, after you died, I lived with Priest Dulan for decades.”
Raymond paused for a moment before continuing.
“You can’t even imagine what I did to him. What I did to extract all information from him… I… And finally I found out.”
* * *
Raymond approached Karen who had fallen from the tower.
And he grabbed her limp body. She wasn’t dead yet. She hadn’t breathed her last yet. Her body was trembling, her eyes were rolled back, blood was flowing, and her limbs were broken, but still she wasn’t dead yet. Raymond held Karen and whispered.
“…Karen, it’s okay. It’s okay…”
He wasn’t sure if Karen was listening, but still there was only one thing he could say. Raymond thought what he was saying to Karen was barely above talking to himself, but still he only repeated hopeful words that everything would be okay. The priest approached him.
“…Lord Raymond.”
There is only one thing you can do for her. Please end her breathing and give her comfort.
Raymond denied it. He pleaded. He just couldn’t threaten. Because there was only one doctor right in front of him and all the soldiers around were pointing guns at Raymond and Karen. So Raymond denied and pleaded.
“Priest, please I beg you.”
Raymond saw Dulan step on Karen’s hand at the end.
But still, all he could do right now was beg him. Even knowing it wouldn’t work, he had no choice but to ask Dulan. Please save her.
But there was only one answer.
“What you can do for her is…”
Karen in Raymond’s arms began to convulse. It was the appearance of struggling in pain, just before death. He couldn’t not know. Raymond had seen the same sight as Karen dozens of times on the battlefield. And he had no choice but to admit that there was truly only one thing he could do for her.
Click.
Raymond loaded his gun.
This wasn’t what he had come for. He hadn’t given up everything and come for this. But now there was only one thing he could do. Raymond pulled the trigger.
Bang!
And it was the beginning. It was truly from then that Raymond began living for Karen.
Beginning to walk through hell together.
* * *
Thinking there might be another way, Raymond held the legless Dulan with a face that wanted to cry but endured. Even after Karen died this time and he continued to torture and keep Dulan alive through the years, there was ultimately no method.
He had hoped for true love, or a gentler, warmer method.
Why had he remembered her.
* * *
Karen quietly listened to Raymond’s careful murmuring.
She had intuited it wouldn’t be very good. From the first time she had doubts, she had thought she shouldn’t dig deeper.
In the 117th life when Raymond began remembering, Karen had committed murder, had slept with Dulan before even meeting Raymond, and despite all that, she had been drawn to Raymond once again.
So.
The reason Raymond could remember all that past was.
Karen, you were pregnant when you fell from the tower and died.
Yes, even then you were carrying a child that wouldn’t be born. You didn’t know, and I didn’t know, but… Only one person knew. Priest Dulan.
That was the method of sharing memories with you.
Killing you while pregnant.
Using Priest Dulan’s child to make me walk together with you.
* * *
Raymond asked Dulan.
“Why did you do that to me. Why didn’t you use the method of remembering yourself.”
Dulan answered.
“Why should I do that? Why should I walk that path?”
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