Chapter 23 – Alice (1)

When the wicked die, the world becomes peaceful.

“Oops, Carlson was a demon…”

“I recognized it when I beat my wife like a mouse.”

“The servants who followed him were all sacrificed to the devil, right? He’s the son of local dignitaries, how could he be so cruel?”

“Do you know what you said to us last time? Why don’t you ask for money to provide for your own wife? It was then that I recognized that Carlson was not normal!”

“I knew the master was a bad person, but I didn’t know he could have worked with the devil.”

“A human who received the power of the devil brazenly even asked the priest to perform an exorcism ritual.

In the town square lay the body of Carlson, who had turned into a demon. His head and body were separated, and there was a special sealing gin installed by Rumia around him, and whenever people were in a bad mood, they spit or urinated on Carlson’s corpse to relieve his stress.

His body, already beaten with stones, was horribly crushed, and his face was crushed like rotten tomatoes from someone beating him with a poker during the night.

According to rumors, he will be burned at the stake sooner or later, which was unfortunate.

“I should have put my mind to it. Fuck you.”

I sat by the window and drank coffee. Now, without Carlson and without the three servants who bullied me, I was literally enjoying my freedom. Because Isabel destroyed my slave papers as soon as Carlson died.

We lived a leisurely life, wasting away the Isabel family’s wealth day by day.

“Evan. Would you like another cup of coffee?”

“Huh? No. It’s okay.”

I wanted this life to go on. Days when the three of us get together in order to drink coffee, read the newspaper or play small games, then in the evening we get into the same bed and whisper obscene love. The days of making love with Rumia, who is sometimes starved of lust, and sharing shady glances in the temple.

“Isabel. What are you reading so intently?”

“Huh? Our daughter Since Carlson is dead, he said he will come down this time.”

But sometimes, everyday life changes unexpectedly.

*****

[Mom, I heard that he died. That he was a demon, I’m really glad he died before he laid his hand on her mother.

Are you feeling well? I’m doing well. Sylvia seems to have failed the Mage Tower exam again this time. She wants to take the written exam, but she keeps failing on the paperwork. Sylvia is the most educated and magic-using girl I know, but I don’t know why she doesn’t accept her at the Mage Tower.

Mom. Because that person is dead too. I’ll go down once. Because there are many things I would like to meet with her mother and talk about. Mom. I’m sorry her daughter is powerless. When she graduates, I’ll let her live without suffering.]

Her daughter’s letters overflowed with her love for Isabel. She is Isabel’s daughter. I was vaguely aware of her existence, but she was a woman I had never met. Because when I came to this mansion, she had already entered the academy and was enjoying her school days.

“Who is Sylvia?”

I asked about the woman named Sylvia, whom the letter kept referring to. As she fell asleep in the attic, she heard her name ringing familiar, as she sometimes seemed to have heard it. Isabelle said.

“A friend of our daughter Alice. When you send a letter, you always talk about Sylvia, right? They seem to be very close.”

“Are you pretty?”

“Huh. I heard you’re very pretty?”

Isabelle said and smiled. Hearing that she was pretty automatically made her feel better. Elena, who was putting away her coffee cup, pinched my cheek and said,

“Pervert. Wake up dream Because I have a boyfriend.”

“What? Do you have a boyfriend?”

Inflated by her fantasies of her Sylvia, I felt bad. Isabelle said with a laugh.

“Elena. Did you remember the contents of the letter I sent you last time? You were saying that Sylvia had a boyfriend from a templar, and she was worried because her boyfriend looked really bad, right?”

“That’s right. She has a bad attitude, bad personality, and there are rumors that she flirts with other women. Did she tell you all sorts of gossip? It’s the first time I’ve ever seen Lady Alice write such a long letter to you.”

“Because he’s a friend I like, so I want to let him meet a good man.”

A member of the Templars with sloppy demeanor, I couldn’t imagine what kind of person I was. It was because the knights I met while living as slaves revealed money, but on the outside, they were polite, tight with the lower class, and flirty with wealthy people.

Even though their humanity was at the bottom, people who were good at social life were members of the Knights, so what on earth were they doing to hear that their conduct was blatantly bad? Isabel looked at me as she folded her letter.

“Wouldn’t it be nice to tell Alice about our relationship too? That you’re a stepdad now.”

Isabel seemed to be in a strange mood even though she said it in her own words. I also roughly imagined the situation and shook her head and laughed. Even thinking about cancer, it was because I couldn’t properly imagine the sight of being introduced to someone as a stepdad.

“I don’t know if Miss Alice won’t be surprised. As soon as Carlson died, she had a new dad.”

“When I was being bullied by Carlson, Evan saved me. Do you need a greater motivation than this to fall in love?”

“What if I object? I’m a slave, but Alice is from an aristocratic family. I think the pride will be enormous.”

“Well… But I’m sure my daughter won’t object.”

Isabel looked out of her window as she said that. I followed her and saw her sky. The sun was beating down on the clear sky. As if hinting at our bright future.

******

Alice came to the village after a long absence. Her old carriage from her academy was rattling and troublesome. Alice straightened her dress and squeezed her waist. Her drive to the village was so turbulent that every time she rode in the carriage her whole body screamed.

In front of the village, several priests were wandering around. It is said that once the demon appears, it makes the inspection against outsiders strict, and that seemed to be the reason. At the entrance to the village, a bobbed-haired goddess was using divine power to illuminate the bodies of those who entered.

“Seriously, there is no such nuisance.”

Alice was disgusted with the complexity of the procedure. After word reached her academy that Carlson had been possessed by a demon, she was taken to the temple and subjected to intensive examination. As she watched the same procedures she had been through repeated from the entrance to her town, she seemed to be stressing itself out.

Carlson always did. When she was alive, she behaved as a careless person, and even when she died, she was a human being who caused harm to others. Alice always prayed that she would never become a human like Carlson.

“What brought you here?”

Goddess Guan asked Alice a question with her sullen face. Alice was the first goddess she had ever seen. While she was at her academy, she seemed relegated to the area. Judging by the way she uses divine power and the elegance that emanates from her body, she is from the capital city, but she didn’t know why she came to the countryside.

“Uh, that lady from the academy. He must have been inspected there.”

“Is that so?”

The goddess coffin called Rumia stopped emitting her divine power and stepped behind her. Alice greeted her lightly and went inside her village.

“Long time no see. Mister.”

“Oh, yes. Alice. How have you been?”

“It’s okay.”

“I am very sorry for what happened at home. It’s unfortunate. Let’s go a little faster…”

“Mister. Sorry. I have work to do when I go home.”

“Uh, uh yeah.”

As the priest said that, she scanned Alice’s chest and thighs. Even though she covered it with a tight uniform and white stockings, she couldn’t hide his lust. Alice shook her head and distanced herself from him.

She seemed to want to say something more, but the priest licked her lips and headed back to the entrance of the village.

Alice said she hated this whole town. The humans who couldn’t even speak to her when Carlson beat her mother changed her attitude and sympathized with her family as soon as her priest came and exorcised her demons. Alice knew how proud she was of her story of Carlson beating her wife at a drinking party.

She was well aware that Carlson had even looked at her sullenly, and that he was trying to pounce on Elena. She, and she knew very well how far the filthy hypocrites of this town had closed their eyes.

“Dirty bastards.”

Someone else’s work.

In the end, isn’t all misfortune someone else’s?

Isabelle’s near death and 8-year-old Alice’s near death of starvation in her closet were all someone else’s business. People pretended to be sorry or sad only when misfortune was right in front of them.

Carlson’s body was hung in the square. He had horns on his head and his body was horribly shattered. Ironically, Alice felt the bloated Carlson who ruled her mansion more like a demon than Carlson now.

“It suits you well.”

Spitting on her floor, Alice took her steps toward her mansion.

Antique mansion. People sympathized with Isabel and Elena who lived in this mansion. The humans who pretended not to know when the nightmare continued, spoke out only after the nightmare was over. Alice loathed those hypocrites.

I didn’t want to leave Isabel alone in a place like this.

After graduating from the academy, I will get a good job. Using his abilities, he will prepare a pretty and simple house in the capital city, and invite Isabel and Elena to live in the three of them.

I will find a nice man for Isabel, and I will try not to live with a drop of water on my hands from now on. Isn’t there a saying that salvation always comes to those who suffer? Alice could do anything for her mother who sacrificed herself for herself.

“Ah, what can I say…”

At her gate, Alice wiggled her fingers, thinking of what to say for Isabel. How the hell is she supposed to say hello?

Hello? I’m home?

After thinking for a moment, Alice said, ‘I’m back.’ She decided to say hello. Her mother would be staying with her because her body and mind were very weak due to her shock, so it was good to cheer her up with her brightest face. Alice nodded and shouted, opening her door wide.

“I’m home!”

“Ugh… ! Town… !”

“Oh.”

There was a sofa in the lobby on the first floor. Sitting on the couch was a man Alice had never seen before, and Isabel was sucking his cock. The man who was stroking Isabel’s hair with her ecstatic expression stiffened, and Isabel finished washing her cock and got up and hurriedly tidied her up.

Clumsy

The man’s cock was shining brightly.

“Uh, uh… Are you here?”

Alice was at a loss for words.