Will You Cry for Me If I Die? - Chapter 17

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Chapter 17

The aide said that the room where the sacred artifacts were stored was a small reception room at the end of the corridor.

His voice trembled slightly at the end.

A low sound settled in.

I turned my head in that direction.

My neck moved first.

My eyes followed.

The smell grew stronger.

The inside of my nose stung.

My breathing became short.

A thin metallic powder scent mixed with the cold wind.

The end was sharp.

It didn’t go down my throat, but caught in my nose.

Millayen gestured to dismiss the two knights.

His hand moved briefly.

He sent them away without words.

“Don’t let anyone inside.”

It was a low command.

A suppressed sound.

The sound of the door closing grew distant.

Only the three of us and the aide remained in the corridor.

The air became quieter.

The sounds diminished.

Theodor gripped my hand tighter.

His fingers pressed deeper.

“No. 1, what’s that binding you mentioned earlier?”

His voice was small.

Instead of answering, I bit my lips.

When I was in Clofford’s laboratory, according to Yongyang’s interpretation, the command word ‘binding’ meant immobilizing people with light or something else.

They said light was hope, but I don’t understand that well since I was bound by it.

When the light came, my hands wouldn’t move.

My breathing became short.

I knew that.

Millayen stood in front of the door.

His steps stopped.

The reception room door was shut tighter than usual.

There was almost no gap.

Very faint white light leaked through the door crack.

Thin and long.

It reached the floor.

I held my breath.

My chest stopped completely.

The light seemed to be looking at me.

It had no eyes, but I felt like it was watching.

“Rumel.”

Millayen called.

I flinched but didn’t run away.

My feet stayed in place.

“Before we go inside, tell me what you saw.”

I nodded.

“There’s light.”

The words came out immediately.

“What kind of light?”

“Light that remains even when I close my eyes.”

My eyes opened a little wider.

“It’s cold.”

“And?”

I bent my fingers.

My hand moved on its own.

My wrist ached.

The inside tingled.

“It grabs.”

Theodor drew in a breath.

“Grabs? Who?”

I answered.

Immediately.

“Magic.”

Millayen’s eyes narrowed.

His gaze focused more.

He asked once more.

“What do you mean it grabs magic? How does it grab?”

I spoke slowly.

I didn’t choose my words.

I cut them short.

“Stabilize.”

When I said that word, my throat choked up.

My breath caught.

It was a word the researchers always used.

Stabilization is needed.

So they put in light.

So they bind.

I swallowed those words and added instead.

“It hurts.”

The words came out small.

Millayen’s gaze wavered very briefly.

That wavering was anger.

Not hot anger, but suppressed anger.

It wasn’t directed at me.

It was directed at the door.

He grabbed the handle.

His hand didn’t hesitate.

I instinctively reached out my hand.

It moved faster than I thought.

“I’m going with you!”

Theodor grabbed my arm.

Urgently.

“Why are you going!”

“That thing is calling me!”

“Do you have to go just because it calls?”

“Yes, so I can catch it and scold it!”

The words came out rapidly.

They didn’t stop.

Theodor shook his head vigorously.

His head swayed greatly.

“You don’t have to go!”

I hesitated.

My feet stopped.

I don’t have to go.

Those words were unfamiliar.

My body didn’t move right away.

At the Research Institute, when called, I had to go.

If I didn’t go, I was dragged there.

There was no choice.

Millayen opened the door slightly.

His hand pushed it.

White light flowed out onto the floor.

It spread slowly.

The air changed.

Warmth pushed in.

Cold breath scraped my lungs.

Deeply.

Inside the reception room, a small altar was placed.

It was in the center.

It didn’t move.

On the altar was a glass box.

It was transparent, making the inside more visible.

Inside it was something like a round crystal orb.

It wasn’t perfectly round.

It was a bit bumpy.

The crystal wasn’t clear inside, and its surface wasn’t clean either.

Thread-like light writhed inside it.

Thin and constantly moving.

As soon as I saw that light, my feet stopped.

I didn’t move forward.

I felt like the light was tilting toward me.

Little by little.

A feeling of getting closer.

Then the aide, who had briefly disappeared and reappeared, spoke in a low voice.

“This was sent by the Imperial Priesthood.”

“An altar. It seems His Majesty of the Night’s visit was only half successful. Sending something like this as if they know everything. What did they say when they sent it?”

Millayen asked.

“They said it would help harmonize magic between families before the Foundation Day ceremony.”

I inhaled sharply.

My nose reacted first to the smell of lies.

I took a step forward.

My foot pushed against the floor.

I didn’t stop.

Theodor tried to grab me, but I was already looking at the light.

My eyes had gone there first.

The thread-like light inside the crystal stretched long toward me.

Thin and long.

It swayed slightly.

It seemed like no one else could see it.

The aide, the knight, and Millayen didn’t move.

I felt my wrist getting hot.

The inside of my skin heated up first.

‘It binds.’

Someone whispered inside me.

I gritted my teeth.

My jaw clamped shut.

“No!”

I shouted.

The sound burst out.

Theodor was startled and hugged me.

His arms wrapped around me urgently.

“Why!”

I pointed toward the crystal.

My hand didn’t tremble.

“That thing binds!”

The words came out rapidly.

Millayen’s eyes flashed sharply.

His gaze focused straight ahead.

He took a step inside and reached his hand toward the crystal box.

He didn’t stop.

At that moment, the crystal flashed.

Light suddenly burst out.

The white thread suddenly lengthened and stretched as if cutting through the air.

It felt like tearing without sound.

My body reacted first.

I moved before thinking.

I pushed Theodor away.

Because the small demon who had been by my side yesterday would cry again.

Crybabies should be hit. But if I make them not cry, then they won’t have to be hit, right?

So my hand went out first.

Theodor fell back and shouted.

His body was pushed backward.

“No. 1!”

The light grazed my wrist.

It touched and passed by.

Cold electricity seeped in.

It entered inside.

I swallowed my breath.

My chest moved once, greatly.

A feeling of my wrist being bound.

What was trying to move was caught.

A feeling of blood freezing momentarily.

It stopped coldly.

I immediately grabbed my wrist with my other hand.

I gripped it tightly.

“I won’t be bound!”

My voice trembled.

The end wavered.

Millayen instantly covered the crystal box.

His hand came down quickly.

The lid closed.

One of the knights deployed a barrier.

The air rang out once.

Light writhed inside the cover.

It collided from within.

The air in the reception room froze for a moment.

My breathing became short.

I stood there catching my breath while looking at my wrist.

I didn’t take my eyes off it.

No blood came out.

The surface looked fine.

But it tickled beneath the skin.

Something moved inside.

Theodor crawled over and grabbed my hand.

He came close urgently.

“Does it hurt?”

I paused for a moment.

Words wouldn’t come out.

If I said it hurt, I felt like I’d end up on the experiment table again.

My body thought of it first.

Still, I nodded my head.

Slightly.

“A little.”

Theodor bit his lips.

His teeth showed.

“I hate that thing!”

His voice lowered.

Millayen slowly looked at the crystal box.

His eyes didn’t move.

His face was hardened.

His expression didn’t change.

“It stabilizes magic power?”

He laughed lowly.

There was almost no sound.

“It’s not stabilization, but binding and restraining as our assassin said.”

I took a breath.

My nose reacted first.

He had figured it out.

I wasn’t wrong.

What I felt was right.

My chest sank once.

The aide asked in a trembling voice.

His words shook.

“Lord, shall we dispose of it?”

Millayen thought for a moment.

Then he shook his head.

Slowly.

“No. Let’s seal it while we’re at it.”

He looked toward me.

His gaze came down.

“Rumel, can you still feel what you sensed earlier?”

I twitched my nose.

Several times.

The cold wind scent had weakened.

It was fainter than before.

But it hadn’t completely disappeared.

It remained thinly.

I spoke slowly.

“Still there. No, it’s, there.”

I was a bit annoyed that my occasionally tangled tongue had to tangle right now.

Fortunately, Millayen didn’t scold me.

“Where?”

I looked around the room.

My eyes moved.

The altar.

The crystal.

And the wall.

My eyes stopped.

I pointed to one side of the wall.

My hand slowly rose.

“Over there!”

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