Chapter 102 – Arbella (4)

Yoochun took Arbella, who was crying in her arms, and left the cinema. The figure of a beautiful woman crying profusely and a man comforting her stood out, but Yuchun was so confused by various emotions that he couldn’t pay attention to such gaze.

‘I expected it.’

The castle of Exir, and even the appearance of standing tall as one of the rulers of the central world by escaping the curse of the seven stars and ruling. It was something I couldn’t understand. At the same time, it was all solved by the fact that she knew what was going on in her game.

‘I’m glad… But I don’t like it.’

From the moment she began to accept that this was the one true world, her palate soured as the guilt she had been looming dimly became apparent. It’s not the guilt of killing others in the game.

This is a sense of debt for the things that made her sacrifice for the sake of making her effectively stronger.

As a person who was sincere in Last Legacy more than anyone else, the pain of the desperate life trajectory of my favorite character.

And she was a self-loathing of herself nonetheless, considering herself fortunate to see a girl who yearned for her.

‘It’s disgusting.’

What if it was me? If you face an existence that has trampled on emotions and anguish and emphasized only one direction. Predicting is not that difficult. You must have wanted to feel the same pain.

So I was curious but also afraid. It was because I didn’t know how Arbella would turn out if my hunch came true.

‘Was I a good owner to Arbella…’

No, she shouldn’t try to keep her mind with her self-justification. The past, like flowing water, cannot be contained. It’s from ignorance, but the responsibility for this child must be entirely my share.

You need an independent space to have a conversation. Yoochun took Arbella, who rubbed her face like a puppy looking for her owner, to her room cafe.

With my daughter-

“Welcome.”
“A strawberry smoothie and an iced Americano, please.”
“Uh…Would you like a strawberry smoothie and an iced americano?”

The cafe staff’s eyes turned to Arbella, who sniffed for a moment, but she just thought she was her lover who had a quarrel, and she casually turned away and tapped on her monitor.

“It will be 12,500 won.”
“Here you go.”
“You need to earn points…”
“It’s okay. Room?”
“You can go here to Room 17.”

Yuchun got her room key from her staff and quickly went in and closed her door, slowly trying to get Arbella out of her arms.

“Ugh…”
“Arbella…”

However, she, who shook her face in her arms, held Yuchun’s back with her arms, like a cicada, as if she would never fall again.

Cringe…
‘It hurts…’

It was Yuchun’s bones that were not scratched even when Raman, the last one-class high ranker, did his best to spear. However, Yuchun was experiencing a strange pressure that she had never felt since coming to this world, as if her ribs would be crushed just by her embracing Arbella.

One of the members of the 13th Committee, the owner of the Black Mirror, 5th in the rankings, the God of War, Arbella Van Axir. Once again, that overwhelming status is approaching.

Although Yuchun had never had a rival, she was incomparable to Arbella, a near-perfect warrior.

But I wasn’t afraid.

Strength, honor and power.

A woman who has none of it peaked, throws it all away, and she becomes a child, craving her affection. She was just caught up in the fears of her past and turned away from them. It’s beyond the strength, it’s not a boy.

‘A bastard like that should get her cock off.’

Yoochun did not show the pain in his spine, which seemed to be folded in half, and patted Arbella’s back lightly.

“Arbella?”
“Ahhhhh…!!”
“I’m not going anywhere. Because i’m not going anywhere Could you leave this for a moment? I’ll just go get a drink. Huh? You don’t want to see others cry, do you?”

“…”

“I ordered the strawberry drink you liked. Huh? Don’t you want to eat?”

Arbella likes strawberries. To be precise, she likes strawberry juice, strawberry milk, anything strawberry-related, regardless of taste. The reason is simple. Because the candies Yuchun gave her one by one since she was little were strawberry flavored.

“…”

Contrary to Yoochun’s thoughts, however, Arbella, who was fascinated by the strawberry, still didn’t say anything, and seemed unwilling to relax her arm with his face buried in her chest.

“Ah, isn’t it…? Uh… Have your tastes changed…? I didn’t think of that…Ahaha…”

She hadn’t heard the story properly, but it was possible to guess that she had done something regressive. Judging by how strong he has become, it must have taken up time for one person to change.

Yuchun opened her mouth cautiously, as if facing her own child who had lost her parents.

“Would you like to drink something else? If you have any, just tell me and I’ll buy them all…”
“Strawberry.”
“Uh?”

When Arbella, who hadn’t said a word since she came out of the theater, opened her mouth, Yuchun widened her eyes. As her head lifted from beneath her, her face began to be reflected in Yuchun’s eyes under the proper lighting for the first time.

Will her rain-soaked roses lose their beauty? Although her face was drenched in her tears and messed up, Yoochun fell into the illusion that the pale red eyes looking up at him were brightening up the world.

“Sniff…Strawberry…I like it.”

*

Thanks to Arbella freeing her arm, she went to the front desk to get her drink. Yuchun sat across from her and watched her drink her strawberry smoothie with a satisfied expression.

‘By the way…Really?’

As time passed and her confused mind was cleared and she regained her senses, she began to be properly aware of the current situation.

Her looks are definitely the same. The color of her hair or eyes and the outline of her face looked slightly different, but it must have been a manipulation to hide her true identity. In addition, there is a story that only Yuchun and Arbella know. But even though she would have no doubts, Yuchun was worried.

She is a heroine who took the place by gouging out the eyes of the leader of the 1st Knight under the direct control of the Sentai 13th Committee.

A tyrant who dried up the seed of Berenduke, a hero family with a history of thousands of years, one of the members of the Council of Thirteen.

“Sniff…”

If you say that you are blowing your nose like a child, everyone will consider it a black joke that is close to ridicule.

I cannot express such a question. If that happened, it was easy to imagine that Arbella, obsessed with herself, would use her legs to hold onto her body.

But I couldn’t say anything like this, so I met her eyes and opened my mouth.

“Is the taste okay?”
“No, it doesn’t taste good…”
“Huh…?”

This is not the answer I thought…?

“To add a lack of taste to the unpleasant texture unique to frozen, I sprinkled too much syrup. In addition, the whole ice is ground insincerely, and the grains are not uniform. I admit that the food culture of the dimension of Earth is diverse, but the quality of most of them is downright cheap. It’s a mess.”

“…It seems like a lot happened in your time that I don’t know about…”

It was strange to see a child who used to pick up crawling caterpillars and become a professional gourmet all of a sudden. But she understood right away. Since her seat is a seat, Arbella’s meal plan would be comparable to a year’s worth of living expenses for a modest middle-class family.

“That doesn’t mean I don’t like it…”

Arbella bit off the end of her straw, blushed, and raised her eyes to stare at Yoochun in embarrassment.

“The one with milk… It tastes similar to the candy you gave me before… It was rather more satisfying… It was a nostalgic taste…”

“…Can’t you eat something like this whenever you want?”

“That doesn’t make any sense.”

“Why?”

“Because you didn’t give it to me.”

“…”

I wish I could say something like that directly.

Yoochun covered her mouth with the palm of her hand to hide the corner of her mouth, which was twitching at her embarrassment and various subtle emotions. Her subtle tickling scratched the inside, but it was never a bad feeling.

But I can’t spend my time quietly like this. Although it was regrettable to have such a daily conversation, it is time for her to move on.

“Arbella.”
“Yes?”
“I have a lot of questions right now.”

What kind of life did I live after I left, and whether the reason I can be there now is because I returned. If so, how did you do it, and how did I find out?

“Because you can listen whenever you want. Can you tell me everything?”

“…Great. Because I have a lot to tell you.”

The story of Arbella, who started at the time the sun rose in mid-heaven and lived through the cut off time after Yuchun was brought to this world, did not end until halfway over the horizon.

“So…The world was destroyed, but then the Creator appeared and brought you back directly…?”
“Yes.”
“And you knew I was coming, and you said you would recognize me when I went?”
“Yes.”
“What is that…”

She had struggled with the relationship between Last Legacy’s game GM and its creator. Because there is no way that GM, who dropped Yoochun into this world, and the Creator who created this world have nothing to do with each other.

And since the creator prophesied that Yuchun would fall into this world, it was no longer just speculation.

‘What the hell is the relationship between the two…’

It is not the same existence. The creator’s prophecy was subtly different from the one who said he would do such a thing. Would you say it’s as if you’ve put an event in your mouth that will happen?

However, it is certain that both of them are transcendental beings beyond understanding.

“Then why did you destroy Arbella Berenduk?”
“…Are you scolding me…?”
“No, I know better than anyone how much you hated nobles in your past life and how much you were checked. How could I be like that?”

It is a family that does not allow those below them to rise above their heads, but the nobles who discuss their nobility are the worst among them.

“But Beren Duke is different from those aristocrats. If you wanted to, she could have had a good enough relationship, but did you need to treat her so badly?”

Leon Berenduke, the first hero from thousands of years ago and the first head of the Berenduke family.

Who is closer to the original? Since that was the concept that dominated the battlefield at the time, the appearance of Leon Berenduke caused a great shock in the central world.

He was the son of a village rich man, and he was a person who stood at the top of the central world, overtaking those who were born with a bloodline of raw meat, such as dragons and giants.

That’s why, unlike other aristocrats, they were close to ability-oriented. In fact, when Arbella and the nobles collided before the return, they stood in a neutral position.

“Um… I guess I need a story after you disappeared to explain that.”
“The story after that?”
“Do you know where Berenduk is in the central world?”
“Exquisite.”

In the meritocracy, the first head of household is a commoner. It makes them the object of people’s envy and admiration. Wouldn’t it be thousands of years ago? Now, he is respected by the nobility as the highest aristocrat who occupies all power and honor.

People and nobility. A family line that is incompatible and stands between the extremes. That is the Berenduke family.

“At the same time, it became ambiguous. Why?”

“…Top 5?”

“That’s right. The protagonists who made it known as the strongest era in the history of the Central World. There are as many as five absolutes who were born with different talents like the first family head of Berenduke. That faded the illusion of the first Berenduke.”

“To make matters worse, unfortunately for them, Berenduk’s power is diminishing. Right. Have you become an enemy?”

“Yes. I chose to take their place because that would be the case.”

“Did you mean that you would wield it yourself rather than notice it as an ambiguous alliance?”

Yes, this is Arbella.

Do not be mistaken. Because she was in front of Yuchun, she was obedient. Her essence, which had become desolate through countless experiences, was close to the path of defeat.

“If you’re done with the questions, may I ask you something?”

Is it coming?

It wasn’t too difficult to predict what questions Yuchun would ask, as he was very interested in him. Yoochun looked at Arbella’s delicately shining eyes and arranged in her mind what she should say and what she shouldn’t say.

“What were you…Before you came here…?”