Volume 1 Chapter 78 Wobbly Fluffy Pumpkin Pudding
I blink repeatedly, trying to figure out what's in front of me.
The fluffy, wobbly pumpkin pudding looks cute and delicious, but I don't seem to realize it's food.
I scoop a spoonful of pudding and hold it out in front of Eiris's mouth.
Her mouth, which was closed in caution, slowly opens as if she's unsure.
Maybe she wasn't trying to eat after all.
Perhaps she was about to cry out loud again.
I put the spoon into her open mouth.
She takes a bite.
The pumpkin pudding should melt gently and sweetly in her mouth.
I wonder if she'll think it's delicious.
"..."
As we hold our breath and watch, Eiris opens her mouth wide again.
I put more pumpkin pudding in her mouth, and she chews and swallows, smiling brightly.
Then, she holds the pumpkin container with both hands and opens her mouth so wide, it's surprising, and she eats the pumpkin pudding in one big bite.
Her cheeks change shape as she fills her mouth with pudding, munching and swallowing.
"Eiris, is it delicious...? That's pumpkin pudding. I hope you like it..."
"Pudding, pumpkin, pudding..."
Eiris flails her hands and smiles widely.
Her voice is clumsy but sweet, like a little girl. There's no malice, hatred, or hostility in her voice, almost like she's just been born.
Her flailing hands bump against Mr. Lucian, making him frown.
"Pudding...!"
With her sparkling smile, Eiris looks like an innocent child who knows nothing.
After saying "pudding" a few times, she suddenly jumps out of Mr. Lucian's arms.
Before I know it, transparent wings, resembling those of a mayfly, have sprouted from her back.
Eiris gently touches my face with her small hands and bumps her forehead against mine.
Her hands and forehead are cool to the touch.
As our foreheads touch, my vision blurs white.
It feels like I'm falling into a dream.
Even when I try to open my eyes, I'm too tired, and my eyelids just won't stay open.
I keep trying to wake up, but I fail over and over, slipping into a shallow sleep.
What spreads out in my vision is a bright red world.
The red world has no ground. My body floats softly inside a giant sphere.
In the center of the massive, dizzying red sphere, a woman is disappearing into the darkness, her hands and feet lost.
She has golden hair, white skin, and beautiful blue eyes, and she is deeply asleep.
In front of her stand 4 girls.
'Mother, are you crying?'
A girl with mayfly-like wings whispers.
The woman looks at the girls with eyes full of disgust.
Sadness, pain, hatred.
It's painful. Painful. Painful. Painful.
As emotions flooded my heart, I fell from the bottom of the red world into an endless abyss.
"...Who are you?"
When I opened my eyes to someone's voice, I saw someone looking at me──someone was peering into my face.
It was a man dressed in a black robe.
I knew this person.
Although he was younger, this was Judal from his younger days.
"Under the red moon, Lady Sylphina is crying. Our goddess. Our queen. The monsters born from Lady Sylphina are gifts to us. She must be telling us to kill the hated Bernard people."
Young Judal picked me up.
Behind him were many children of our mother, each in different forms.
Our mother did not love us.
She only loved those detestable gem people.
I was, I was.
My role was.
"I am... hatred. I am, conflict. I am the witch's daughter. The eldest daughter, Eiris."
"What a...! How wonderful...! Lady Sylphina has not abandoned us. We will destroy the Bernard people, and the people of Kirschtein will become the rulers of the continent. We must take back what is ours...!"
Judal said this with excitement.
Under Judal, I consumed many souls that were brought to me.
The memories of the souls were filled with hatred and sorrow.
I was a fragment of our mother. With each soul I consumed, my consciousness became clearer.
My role was to fight. Amplify the hatred. Hate. Hate, wield a blade. Kill. Kill, and give death.
I am the eldest daughter Eiris.
The one who governs death through conflict.
(No one was there to feed me delicious things. Pumpkin pudding. Sweet and tasty. It tasted like something that could make me cry.)
Suddenly, my memories cut off.
The scenery changed.
──Who was I?
I am Eiris...?
(No, I am...)
I was walking through a garden full of blooming flowers, holding hands with someone.
With golden hair that sparkled like sunlight and a handsome face.
Gentle jade-colored eyes looked at me with so much love.
(Sir Stefan...? He looks like Sir Stefan, but he's different...)
"I love you, Sylphina. You came to me for the sake of the country, but I swear to cherish you for life."
"Yes... God Theobart. I love you too. From the moment I saw you, I fell in love with you. Please, don't let me go."
We smiled at each other, and then our lips met.
The world was filled with joy, and there was nothing to worry about.
God Theobart's country and my country had been in conflict for a long time.
We fought over the rights to a small piece of land, and many lives were lost.
We decided to stop such things and be good neighbors, so I married God Theobart.
I am──Sylphina Kirschtein.
The first princess of the Kirschtein royal family.
I am a tribute for the friendship between our 2 countries.
But──God Theobart, the son of the Bernard tribe leader, boldly said that the Kirschtein royal family was made up of barbarians. He was very dignified, strong, and kind.
From the moment I saw God Theobart, I fell in love with him, and as I got to know him more, my feelings only grew stronger.
God Theobart loves me.
──I'm so happy.
The world shines beautifully.
Ah, but──how could things turn out like this?
I feel hatred. It hurts. I want to break everything. Let it all shatter──.
"...Huh, ah..."
"Lydia!"
When someone called my name, I regained my senses.
When I opened my eyes, I saw Mr. Lucian, Sir Ciel, Sir Rail, and Sir Roxas looking down at me with concern.
It seemed I had fallen to the floor, cradled in Mr. Lucian's arms.
"Mr. Lucian...Eiris is──."
"She touched you, and then suddenly disappeared. It was as if she entered you."
I remembered what I had seen.
Was that Eiris's memory?
Eiris, and then Sylphina's memory.
It felt so sad, overwhelmingly sad, and I clung to Mr. Lucian, sobbing as I cried.
Mr. Lucian held me tightly without saying a word.
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