The Way to Protect the Female Lead’s Older Brother - Gaiden - Chapter - 40
“I’m sorry, father.”
For the first time in a long time, Roxanna was frightened by Runt’s fiery anger at her, her body trembling pathetically like a willow trembling as she wept crystal tears.
“I’m sorry. Please don’t be so angry. I’m sorry. …….”
When I saw her beautiful face sobbing pitifully, I couldn’t help but wilt in anger.
Normally, it wouldn’t have been enough to put him in a room where he could be punished immediately, but it looked like he needed to be treated before his skin was damaged.
“Hey, you! Go get the senator now! Loksana, you don’t even want to look at it, so don’t even step out of the room until I tell you to!”
Runt rose from his seat, wielding a ferocious momentum after his angry tirade against Loksana.
After Runt retreated, the tears that had been blurred from Roxanna’s eyes stopped as if they were lies. The expression on her face, which had been dripping with pretty beauty, instantly disappeared.
It was an astonishingly sudden change, as if only grains of rustling sand remained after the waves had receded.
Deon, who was standing in a corner of the corridor, saw Roxana and his eyes flashed with a different color.
Roxana spat bloody spit at Runt.
Roxanna spat bloody spit at Runt, and in her ice cold eyes, she could see Runt’s diminutive behind.
Today, the experiment that I tried beforehand outside, away from his eyes, was a success.
None of the group that had left Agrice together, except Roxana, had survived and had been able to return here.
It was obvious that Runt did not know about Griselda’s forbidden spellbook.
If he did, there was no way the greedy, ugly man would have ever attempted to read what was in it.
And that even Loksana, who had no talent for magic, could use it in this way, provided she paid a reasonable price for it.
Then surely this should have been Griselda’s last gift to her.
“Loksana girl, my finger… …!”
Roxana came to her aid, but suddenly stood up and staggered, holding her back.
It felt as if her organs were on fire, and the blood rushed back up her esophagus.
The preparations were almost over. All that remained was to wait patiently for the day when Silvia-Federian and the people Loxana had summoned would arrive in Agri.
* * *
At midnight, a noisy intruder alarm sounded in Agrice.
“Loksana girl! Please, go outside!
The watchman hastily removed Loxana, who was locked in her room by Runt’s order.
“Where’s your father?”
He’s dealing with an intruder!
He advised Loxana to hurry out the back door and avoid it, but her feet went elsewhere .
The intruder had penetrated the walls and was now close to the building, and the noise was coming from not far away.
The next moment, however, the watchman who had been following Roxana screamed and collapsed.
Feeling the presence of someone, he turned away and saw a familiar face in his field of vision.
There was Silvia Federlian, who had escaped from the confinement room earlier than expected.
Federian’s guards, who were watching over her, were on the lookout for Locksana. But Sylvia took a step closer to Locksana.
“You said you didn’t know.”
A spark flared momentarily from the golden eyes that projected onto Loxana’s face.
“My brother, you said you’ve never seen him before.”
In Sylvia’s bloodied hand was a glass vial containing a golden eyeball similar to her own. Jeremy had taken it from Roxana and given it to Sylvia.
Is that what you meant when you said that to me when we first met?”
Sylvia’s face twisted disastrously as she remembered their first meeting in Yggdrasil.
“Your eyes, they’re really beautiful.”
The beautiful golden eyes that reminded her of her brother’s were filled with feelings of betrayal, disappointment, and resentment towards Roxana.
But I thought you might be a good man. …. ….”
Sylvia did not slash Loksana straight, even at this moment, driven by intense hatred and despair. Her hand lightly grasped what was held within it.
Finally, Sylvia closed her eyes, her lips pursed until they bled.
Then a low, sinking, cracking voice came from her small, open lips.
“……. I owe you for the last time, so at least I won’t kill you with my own hands.”
She woke up again, looking colder than ever, and turned to walk past Loksana.
Just then, Roxana’s quiet voice jerked Sylvia to her feet.
“Truly, Casispederian is here.”
Again, perhaps thinking she was taunting her, Sylvia’s sharp eyes darted fiercely at Roxanna.
Roxana was about to hand over the black box she was holding to her chest before Sylvia and Federian next to her reacted differently.
“It’s for you. I’ve come to do that.”
But Federian’s guards, who were standing guard next to her, reflexively struck Roxana’s hand hard.
At that moment, Roxana shuddered in pain.
Sylvia looked at Roxana’s bandaged hand, which was surprisingly stained with blood, and was startled.
Despite this, Roxana did not let go of the box she was holding.
Even those close to Silvia were frightened by her completely vulnerable appearance, which seemed to be devoid of any effective military power.
Roxanna moved her trembling hands again and presented the box to Silvia.
Silvia watched her in silence for a while, but finally she was able to avoid the people around her and handed the box directly to her.
The box was heavier than she had expected.
Remembering Roxana’s words that she had heard earlier, Silvia’s expression hardened.
Her hand made a small movement, as if to open the lid of the box in her hand.
“I’ll give it back to you. I have one favor to ask in return.”
And the moment I heard the dry voice that followed.
Sylvia’s face froze hard as she faced Roxana again.
* * *
Roxana went to her room again.
Now that she had met Sylvia and served her purpose, it was time to finish her last task.
She walked a little further and turned a corner in the corridor when she ran into Jeremy.
“Locksana, you…”. ….”
He was holding his abdomen, which was bleeding profusely, as he struggled forward, one step at a time.
His persistence was great, but judging by his condition, he couldn’t hold on much longer.
Sylvia …… saw where he was ……..”
Roxanna walked past Jeremy.
There’s an intruder!
A different kind of noise scratched at his eardrums.
It was red outside the window, as if a fire had broken out somewhere.
Roxana paused for a moment and looked at the scene with ecstasy in her eyes.
The intruders who had stormed into Agrice, hearing the confused screams of the people, seemed to be the soldiers of the other three families, not Federian.
Roxana had summoned them here.
The three men took advantage of Sylvia’s unusual obsession.
When she deliberately divulged the story of her abduction by Jeremy and her confinement in Agrice, suffering all kinds of hardships, they seemed to have decided to work together to defeat their common enemy, as expected.
There seemed to be an unspoken agreement between the three of them so far, with Sylvia in the middle, because Jeremy didn’t belong there.
From their point of view, there were times when a loach intervening later was an eyesore.
Even if that were the case, it would be really selfish. Seeing how Jeremy is the only one who treats Sylvia like a sinner when they told her that what they do to her is not violence but love.
Well, it didn’t matter anymore.
Roxana arrived at her room and closed the door tightly.
The bed was pulled down to reveal an intricate magic circle painted in blood beneath it.
On top of the hardened, black, dried blood, fell the bright red blood that had just cut and spilled over her.
At that moment, a blood-red light began to shimmer ominously from the magic circle drawn on the floor.
Sylvia and Federian’s soldiers should have escaped Agrice with Cassis and Sierra by now.
Because that was what Roxana had asked for while handing over Cassis’ head.
Her inner desires and reason had struggled countless times before she made such a decision.
Even with the boy’s family, Loksanna still did not want to compromise him.
But if she failed to do what she planned to do today, he would remain here in Agricce with no one to protect him.
That was even worse than Roxana’s death.
It was the same reason why she had asked Silvia to take care of her mother, Sierra, who had been drugged by the servants.
One by one, Loxana fulfilled the requirements to complete the techniques forbidden by the knife.
Today, Loxana had two spells to perform, which were much bigger than the ones she had tried outside Agrice.
It hurt so badly, but I couldn’t stop it.
One moment she did, and the light outside the window brightened.
The spell she had drawn in blood for days inside the walls of Agrice had finally been activated.
Today, Roxana intends to sacrifice all those within it.
For the final wish she ultimately desires.
She felt the demons who had a grudge against her gather here in Agrice, smelling the blood.
It was a form of necromancy.
Of course, a proper necromancy would have required the soul to be anchored in the flesh, but that was not necessary.
Even if something had gone wrong along the way and today’s Loksana had failed, …….
Even if something went wrong along the way and today’s Loksana failed, the Federian soldiers who were now hiding outside Agrice would return to complete their revenge.
But in the end, Roxana succeeded.
Countless lives were swallowed up by the grudge she had summoned and shattered in vain in the blink of an eye.
Roxana never left the room, but the events outside felt as real as if they had happened right before her eyes.
Her family, who were still alive in Agrice, and the three intruders who had come to trample the place, were all torn to death by an unknown force.
The demons did not let anyone escape, not even those who sensed something was wrong and tried to escape from Agrice, killing them all.
The work Roxana had planned required many sacrifices.
The blood, screams, and all the negative emotions of human beings intertwined like a spider’s web, and the pivolacci lavishly colored the night sky.
Finally, the second sorceress who had fulfilled the requirements turned Roxana’s vision a dazzling red.
She shuddered with uncontrollable joy.
At her limit, her body began to disintegrate.
But it didn’t matter. Even if her soul was pulverized right here and now.
She would gladly give her own flesh and blood, and even her last breath.
Roxanna laughed as she spat out the last of her blood.
No one will ever know. What the wicked witch of Agrice is up to now: ….
There’s only one thing I’ve longed for.
I want to change.
The past, the present, the future.
At that moment, a scene that I don’t know if it was an illusion or a dream that I saw in the unconscious world some day, was chopped into small pieces in front of my eyes, flowed like running water, and exploded with a dazzling light.
In the last moments of her life, Roxanna realized for the first time what the dreams she had seen every night meant.
But even that soon dissolved into pure white and sank into the light.
The axis that had been balancing the world moved just a little.
From the world’s point of view, it was only a faint flap of a butterfly’s wings, but in the end, it was a sign of a change that would lead to a huge storm.