Episode 118

Elisha shook her head slowly.

“It is not so.”

“Give me the letter.”

“No.”

Lucerne realized that Elisha had said no to her for the first time. Lucerne was already right in front of Elisha.

“I don't want to behave badly towards you.”

Lucerne whispered more affectionately.

“Give me your hand. Elisha.”

“…….”

Elisha raised her head.

“…… Promise me you won't be angry. I just received this letter.”

Elisha barely spoke. Lucerne nodded her head coldly without changing her expression.

Elisha held out her letter.

Lucerne's cold eyes scanned her letter very slowly.

Taste was bitter. Elisha wanted to hold on to something and reassure her. But there was nothing around.

Lucerne's eyes stared at her letter. Elisha saw a terrible rage seep through his cold eyes. Elisha closed her rather eyes.

'…… Ah.'

And he thought that Lucerne would turn away from her. Unexpectedly, however, Lucerne stretched out her hand to Elisha to support her body.

“First.”

Lucerne said bluntly.

“Go back to your room.”

Elisha was barely breathing. Her face was like a sheet of paper. She barely nodded her head.

But that was the limit. Elisha just blacked out in Lucerne's arms.

She also said she shouldn't have been drinking. She shouldn't have been excited. Elisha thought, feeling dizzy.

Her excitement has never yielded good results. She also didn't match her euphoria or joy, she thought Elisha.

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Chris Ellot Pian.

Kris,

eloth,

Pian.

And Martin, Lecove and Avran. In addition…….

Elisha couldn't forget the name she had seen in her past life. The day she saw that name, Elisha saw Lucerne angry for the first time.

Lying in her bed, half unconscious and half sane, Elisha felt the memories of her previous life occupying her mind again.

The placenta of her previous life was hell. And the memory of that day was the worst of them all.

*​ *​ *​

Elisha's memory lingered on that day, after she was held in Lucerne's arms in a flower-filled spring.

That day was also the beginning of summer.

Elisha was holding her old mirror on her lap. Several times she looked in the mirror at her ugly face distorted by burn scars. The action was to look in the mirror and know the subject. But it didn't work much.

She said, 'Why does she keep thinking about him? I must be crazy.'

A small change happened to Elisha. A small passion flower bloomed in his heart. It was a miserable and shabby little flower.

But she was the only flower in her life. She couldn't sleep for days trying to control her emotions.

However, Elisha admitted it one morning. Lucerne. Thinking of him is the only happy moment in his life.

The heart of a woman who has nothing is ugly, shabby, and terribly blind.

And it was a few days later. Carola summoned Elisha.

“I remember? The day Lucerne got angry and kicked off the Duke's dining table. Carola said that day. I have something for you to do.”

“…….”

“My orders are simple. There is You write a letter yourself and call Lucerne. The place……. It should be here.”

“I can't.”

Elisha rebelled against Carola for the first time in a long time.

“Mimosa. Bring a whip and come.”

Mimosa strode forward. Elisha was taken aback and backed away from her. Her large handmaid, Mimosa, was as strong as her average man. Elisha suffered for days even though Mimosa only hit her with her bare hands.

“There's no way the general will come out just because I call.”

“It's not for you to judge. Do what Carola tells you to do. Even if you don't, Mimosa will do it. She knows Mimosa is a master at imitating her handwriting, right?”

There was no reversal this time either. Elisha had no choice but to follow Carola's orders.

At the time, Carola was running a secret club called the 'Red Club' under her borrowed name. The club's main use was as a money laundering center for tax evasion. In effect, the club was a cortisan club for entertaining Jacob's distinguished guests.

In the innermost part, a room was provided for guests, and in that room, various and secret transactions were conducted. A round table with a white tablecloth was placed in the middle of the room, covered with faux silk wallpaper emblazoned with obscene red flowers.

'There's no way that man would come to a place like this.'

Lucerne didn't fit in here. He was a noble and beautiful man. Maybe Carola is crazy because she wants Lucerne so much?

Carola gave a strange order today.

She said, 'Set the table for the VIPs and put the names of the invited guests in front of each seat. Make it visible as soon as you enter.'

So Carola made a list of 14 people she had.

The list was really odd.

“Chris, Elott, Faian, Lecove, Avran…….”

There were common names and unusual names. There were names of young people and names that were popular a long time ago. There were women's names and there were also men's names.

However, there was no name written down to the last name, and it was a name Elisha had never heard of. That was weird

It was because Elisha never forgot the names of people she had heard once. When you meet a person once, you memorize their face and name. It was a skill Elisha acquired after learning special memorization techniques as an adult. She had to if she was going to work under Jacob.

'This pian…… Name. No matter how much I think about it, I think I've heard it somewhere.'

Elisha held the name tag and looked at her for a while.

'I must have met someone with that name before. I don't know where I met you…….'

It was definitely the name of someone I met when I was very young.

It was when she was lost in her thoughts. Very little……. I thought I'd remember it in a little while.

Elisha unconsciously fiddled with her locket, which was hung around her neck. The heavy locket, which contained ancient gold coins, did not rattle because it had a flaw on the inside.

'Why did I touch this?'

It was something that even Elisha herself could not understand. But there was a connection between the two completely different things. It definitely felt like that.

It was then. Clap. There was the sound of a door opening. Elisha's eyes widened. She never really thought she'd come to Lucerne.

In that moment, Elisha had the stupidest idea of ​​her entire life. It reminded her of her own attire.

When she came to the Red Club, she wore a black hat called Elisha. The mesh veil on the hat covered half of Elisha's face. She then painted her lips red and wore a black dress that showed off the lines of her body. She had to dress like this so she could come into the club.

Sometimes, drunken people misunderstood Elisha as a cortisan working at the club and attacked her.

'I'm glad I'm covering up the burn scars today.'

Elisha wondered if she would appear to Lucerne as a little bit of a woman, or if she would look less ugly than before.

It was a really irresistible idea and a really dumb idea. What if she doesn't look ugly? She's on the subject is she wanting to look pretty to Lucerne?

Lucerne entered her room and said nothing.

“I came to ask what kind of trap it is today.”

“…….”

“It was a cuter trap than I thought.”

Lucerne laughed. Elisha realized that Lucerne was drunk. He was staggering out of his usual way, and he even looked languid. Elisha took a step back.

“Are you okay?”

Elisha didn't know how to talk to her man. She hesitated and asked quietly.

“She had just returned from the battlefield,” She said. So she took painkillers.”

That day, if Elisha had been a little more rational, she would have realized that it was a hallucinogen.

“What is the deal you want to do with me?”

Elisha couldn't understand what she meant. Lucerne is one step closer.

“Did you call me because you were lonely?”

Elisha knew that Lucerne wanted to harass me like a knave.

She said, “I heard it hurts somewhere. Are you unable to speak properly?”

Lucerne whispered. Elisha's heart was beating so loud now that he would faint at the slightest word.

It's really stupid that her heart is beating even though she knows it's a flirtation. Maybe something is broken Elisha thought.

“I would have told you to stay out of my sight.”

“…….”

“What kind of kindness did you call me like this?”

Lucerne smiled. Elisha raised her head. Elisha met his eyes.

What could she say?

What could she be thinking?

This man makes Elisha's head blank just by making eye contact with her. Elisha bit her lip.

“Did your master make you call me?”

“…… Yes.”

That was the answer Elisha finally came up with.

'Faian?'

Then Elisha remembered what she had to say. It was a memory she had known for a very long time. As if it was all of a sudden, she met Lucerne and came to mind.

She should have kept her mouth shut then.

She should have known that he was slowly reading her name tag with her languid eyes in front of each chair at the table.

She should have known that Lucerne's face had changed. Her survival instinct, which had shrewdly saved Elisha so far, failed to show its power in front of him.

“I've met a guy named Pian.”

“Okay?”

“Yes. A long time ago……. Maybe I was young.”

Lucerne did not answer. He walked slowly around the table. Elisha was taken aback by his murderous intent.

“What did you say?”

Lucerne spoke with the utmost affection.

“They say hell resents me?”

“…… Yes?”

“You are the same.”

Lucerne muttered. Elisha raised her head at her words, which she did not understand. Her body had been trembling ever since.

“You are the same.”

Lucerne muttered again. He was suddenly furious. In his eyes, passion like a cold flame and fierce hatred came to mind.

“Who made it, Jacob? Or, Carola? You want to mock me again for that?”

“Ah!”

He has come Elisha reflexively took a step back. Suddenly, the wall hit her back. Elisha's eyes trembled.

“I know nothing.”

Elisha barely spoke calmly. He put his hand on the sword at his waist.

And it happened.