Thought It Was ‘The End’, Only to Return to a Changed Genre - Chapter 101

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Chapter 18. Truth Belongs to Each Person (5)

His expression changed completely as he grabbed Edelaine’s arm and asked in a low, threatening tone.

“When.”

Naturally, Shane had great trauma regarding Edelaine’s death.

“How, by whom?”

“….”

“Edelaine. I’m not angry.”

He’s lying.

Though the opening about death sounded quite shocking, this story couldn’t even begin without addressing death.

Since Edelaine had already cast the stone, she decided to just ramble on as things came to mind.

When trying to refine things would only wear away the truth, nothing beat the raw version.

“A very long time ago. Even before I was born.”

“….”

“Shane, I’ve known you since then.”

Saying it this way made it sound quite romantic.

However, despite the momentarily sweet words like candy coating, Shane’s sharp gaze didn’t soften at all. He waited in silence, as if he wouldn’t miss a single word, nuance, or look in her eyes.

Thanks to his serious attitude, Edelaine was able to grasp the sense of reality that had been about to blur.

“You were the protagonist of a novel in the world I lived in. When I died and woke up, I was so shocked to discover I was inside a story I had read….”

“….”

“I first recalled my past life when I was very young. Back then, I had no idea this world was the world of a novel I knew. Everything so different from my previous world was amazing and exciting.”

Back then, she had been purely delighted to be born as the youngest daughter of a wealthy family, thinking she’d get to enjoy the sweet life.

“Then at some point I realized it. That you were the protagonist, the protagonist of the novel I had read.”

“That day, the day you wanted to break off the engagement.”

“….”

“It was that day.”

Is he a ghost?

Edelaine stared at Shane with shocked eyes.

She hadn’t even started the detailed story, yet he figured it out that far from just a few words?

Then Shane smiled bitterly and said.

“From that day on, you tried to abandon me.”

“…Sorry. In the novel, you abandoned ‘Edelaine’ and ended up with the female protagonist.”

“Keep telling the story.”

Shane, who had released her tightly gripped wrist, smiled crookedly as he intertwined their fingers and clasped them together. He slowly rubbed between her knuckles and fingers, gripping them tightly together, then kissed the back of her hand.

With undisguised possessiveness and mischief in his sharp blue eyes that were sharp in a different meaning than before.

Edelaine realized she was sitting too close to Shane and leaned her upper body back slightly. However, since they had been sitting side by side on the narrow sofa to begin with, there was a limit to how much distance she could create.

“You’ll fall.”

“Oh, yes….”

“So who was the female protagonist?”

His voice clung thickly near her ear.

“It doesn’t seem to be you.”

“R-right. I was the villainess.”

When she realized they were pressed close enough for his breath to touch her cheek, Edelaine was practically being held by him. Her legs were neatly together under her voluminous dress skirt, resting on his firm thighs, with his arm wrapped around her back and shoulders.

‘We were just sitting side by side until a moment ago?’

His long fingertips lightly touched the nape of her exposed neck. The fine hairs on her skin stood up.

Unlike the comfortable skinship they had shared until now, this contact was full of sexual nuance.

Edelaine looked at Shane with eyes mixed with untimely betrayal. All this time when they slept together with her using him like a pillow or a comfort doll, it had never been like this….

Shane’s skinship with Edelaine had been limited to small kisses and one deep kiss.

Other than that, there had only been innocent contact filled with comfort and affection.

So Edelaine, who had been tense at first, gradually relaxed and entrusted her body to him. And now she had become so accustomed to skinship where she completely entrusted her body to him that being apart felt awkward.

‘But he knew how to do this kind of thing?’

Looking at it now, she wondered how she could have done that with this large, muscular man. He was an adult, not a child.

How had she not been conscious of it at all? His body temperature, his weight, his skin, and above all, those blue eyes that thickly revealed desire.

When their gazes collided, Shane grinned. That smile that had only looked pretty now seemed like that of a predator satisfied with having prey in hand. It wasn’t pretty at all.

“Keep talking, my love.”

“Uh, mm….”

The reason for this particularly thick and sticky skinship right now was to make her conscious of it.

To look straight at who was in front of her now, without any blurring or confusion.

“From the story flow, the female protagonist would be the Saint, and I was some unprecedented trash who cheated on you, my childhood fiancée?”

“You weren’t trash….”

Edelaine tried not to be conscious of the touch that kept caressing her nape and behind her ears. She was busy trying to ignore him while talking.

“It was just a political marriage arranged by adults. What sin could the male protagonist have?”

“When calculated long-term, the Saint had more value to utilize?”

“The you in the novel wasn’t like that. You were devoted to only the female protagonist. That’s why you were popular with readers too.”

“Was I?”

“The male protagonist saved the female protagonist from an unhappy family situation, and the female protagonist emotionally awakened the male protagonist – it was a mutual salvation narrative that was delicious.”

“….”

“The male protagonist saved the female protagonist from danger every time, and told the female protagonist he would love her even if she wasn’t the Saint….”

“….”

“So in the novel, I mean. It’s a story from the novel.”

“That I was such an idiot.”

Shane let out a short breath as if incredulous.

“To pick up some noble’s bastard child whose status as Saint wasn’t even certain, and throw you away like an old shoe when we’d been together since childhood?”

“….”

I can’t say that’s not true….

“And on top of that, it didn’t matter whether she was the Saint or not? That was really me?”

Shane was quietly furious as if he’d been insulted. Edelaine, who hadn’t meant to insult him, was flustered.

“Even bringing the affair partner directly home? If you’re going to be stupid, you should at least have some shame, crazy bastard.”

“True… love….”

“That’s just not knowing courtesy or discretion, Edelaine. Don’t try to package it as love.”

It was a very scathing criticism.

In fact, she couldn’t say it wasn’t true.

The male protagonist in the novel was engaged to someone, whether they got along well or badly, whether there were feelings or not.

If he had sorted things out with his promised future wife first and then established a relationship with a new person, who would have said anything?

But the male protagonist who brought the ‘Saint’ had completely forgotten about his fiancée’s existence.

The ‘Shane Blancarde’ in the novel was portrayed as a male protagonist who was devoted and single-hearted toward the female protagonist.

‘Edelaine Bertrand’ was originally a person who didn’t mean much to him, and since it was before he felt romantic feelings for the Saint, he might not have felt the need to sort things out.

However, from ‘Edelaine Bertrand’s’ perspective, her fiancé had brought a woman home and kept her closer and protected her more than his fiancée, so even if she was a villainess, that was unfair treatment.

Was a man who ended up cheating on his fiancée really cool? Edelaine now harbored doubts.

But that’s how political marriages usually were.

Personal will or emotions were typically not considered.

But Edelaine decided to keep her mouth shut at this point.

Whatever she said, he would probably be annoying and ask if she was taking the side of that ‘Shane Blancarde’ now. She couldn’t resolve jealousy that had no substance.

“And then? What happened to you, the villainess?”

Shane lightly moved on to another topic. Edelaine snapped back to attention from her daze.

“And then, well, ‘Edelaine’ went mad with jealousy and committed all sorts of evil acts.”

“Huh, Edelaine mad with jealousy.”

“Why.”

“No, I want to see it.”

Just from his voice tinged with laughter, she could tell what he was thinking. He pressed his lips to Edelaine’s nape as if imagining something very happy and pleasant.

He kissed her with a smacking sound and whispered without lifting his lips from her skin.

“I really want to see that.”

“It’s no joke… When I go crazy with jealousy and try to kill Genevieve? It’s really terrible. I go find her directly and hit her, kick her, just.”

“And then?”

Why is he so excited…

Edelaine shrugged her shoulders as her neck where his lips touched felt ticklish, and her eyes met Shane’s, who was smiling with the corners of his eyes curved. Her face turned bright red.

“I ask my brothers and parents to poison her too. And my family actually goes along with all of it.”

“That must have been fun.”

“…I even commission assassinations…”

All of that ends in failure.

Thinking about it, everything Edelaine experienced were the evil deeds that ‘Edelaine’ in the novel had attempted.

“There were many people beside the female lead besides the male lead. Prince Edwin, Lucian… and the ‘Mage’ too, they all fell for the female lead. It makes sense. She was so pretty and cute. You naturally end up rooting for her when you watch. I did too.”

“…”

“Oh, the ‘Mage’ in the novel was a man. That person seems to be dead now though.”

She wasn’t certain.

‘Is he really dead?’

The mage named Keith had died, and Kaitlyn, who became the ‘villain’ in his place, was captured.

As she found out later, they were said to be twins. There might have been parts where they shared fate.

Black magic itself receives condemnation from the world, and light curses or domination don’t work on people with strong mental fortitude. With limited areas of application, not many people studied it deeply.

Moreover, black magic had the characteristic of eating away at the caster the deeper one delved into it.

There was good reason why techniques weren’t widely used. While it’s easy to infiltrate, once discovered, you pay a correspondingly heavy price.

Since he failed to kill someone, at least he couldn’t have died intact.

‘Come to think of it, what did that woman say about Keith’s corpse…’

She was muttering like crazy, but I couldn’t hear properly.

‘He might really be alive. Like me.’

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