CH 113

My Name Is?

“With all due respect, I know it’s a battle of the Lord.”

[Kyrie has already passed the time to step back.]

“If she gets out of sight, people will quickly forget her.  Being in the capital right now will only have a negative impact on Kyrie.”

[It’s too optimistic to think that Owrenbridge will forget Kyrie.]

The descendant of Old Ciudad is Old Ciudad, Vermont was Vermont, and Buchanan is Buchanan. Bloodlines are just like that. The Emperor, who was born with the blood of the Vallabriga, would not tolerate Nathaniel’s existence, and was sure to never forget Kyrie.

Nathaniel silently looked at Kyrie across from Maria with a standing posture with his cane.  Kyrie seldom smiled. Nathaniel’s mood subsided a little more.

[Stay down, Old Ciudad.  I will protect Kyrie, you do what you have to do.]

“It’s embarrassing, but isn’t Kyrie the way she is now because you couldn’t do it?”

At that moment Nathaniel bounced off his hand and grabbed the lower part of his cane.  The handle of the cane was blunt and touched Maria’s chin. Maria flinched and raised her head.

[Old Ciudad.]

Nathaniel’s voice became colder. He said quietly with his eyes closed.

[I think I know how funny I looked to you.  But if you’re mistaken, you’re in trouble.  Kyrie is the only person on this earth who can bring me to my knees.]

Maria’s head gradually lifted at the pressure from under her chin. But her dark eyes were as sharp as the arrowheads of an archer ready to shoot.

“Sir, do you have a habit of getting rid of things you do not like and pretending to be ignorant of them?”

[Unlike the previous generation, you do not know how precious your life is.]

“I didn’t grow up to be cowardly enough to save my life by abandoning my friend.”

[Friendship?  It’s good. But you have to figure out the topic. Do you think I will look after you?]

Maria felt he would break her jaw if she didn’t avoid it now. And Nathaniel probably actually wanted to.Unless Maria succumbs first, obviously.

[Mouth……]

“No……”

Then, someone intervened. It was Kyrie.

As she approached, with face pale in fear, she began to push Nathaniel behind her with her trembling hands.

Nathaniel withdrew his cane and took a few steps back. Perhaps that wasn’t enough, Kyrie looked at Nathaniel’s hem with her eyes out of focus and then looked at him.

“I was wrong, you can’t kill me, don’t kill me, please…..  please…….”

“…….”

[…….]

Maria shut her mouth with a face mixed with anger and sadness. Laura, who followed Kyrie, had a face that she did not know what to do.  It was the same with Nathaniel.

[Kyrie.]

“Please….., I……I’ll die instead…….”

[What the heck.]

Nathaniel cut off the words like a man who wants to chew and swallow her emotions.  There seemed to be the sound of teeth grinding.  Astonished, Kyrie knew what he was thinking and soon she began to cry like a child.

Soon Maria, Laura, and MarryAnne stood behind Kyrie and stared at Nathaniel as if to kill him. Kyrie, who was obscured by them and was barely seen, curled up her body and wept.

“Aaron……”

Finally, something snapped inside Nathaniel.  Nathaniel raised his hand and covered his terribly hardened face.

[……After all, you never call my name.]

When Nathaniel said so in a hoarse voice, MarryAnne’s eyes widened as if struck by lightning.

Humanity disappeared from Nathaniel’s face in an instant. He appeared behind Kyrie, where she was crouching in the blink of an eye. And he whispered coldly and arrogantly.

[As expected, this isn’t my way.] (T/N: he is referring to the ways he tried to appease Kyrie and “heal” her.)

He immediately grabbed Kyrie’s waist and hugged her.

“No……uh! No, please……!”

Kyrie struggled and started crying. But Nathaniel froze the feet of the three people who were about to rush, and then crossed the garden like a man who could not hear Kyrie’s cries. 

In the carriage, he coldly ordered.

[Back to Buchanan.]

As soon as the wagon arrived at the mansion, Nathaniel pointed at the first ten servants he saw with his cane.

[From you to you. I hope you can help me.]

Kyrie’s face turned paler. Nathaniel drove them into a room and grabbed Kyrie’s forearm.  Kyrie lowered her body not to be dragged, but she was dragged by Nathaniel’s hand as easily as the petals falling in the first spring rain.

In a large room stood one non-human, one loved by him, and ten puppets.

[Come on, darling Kyrie.]

Nathaniel put Kyrie in front of him and grabbed her chin. At the front stood the first servant.  Kyrie sobbed and shook her head, but Nathaniel held her head in the front with a strong grip.

[I ask, and you listen.  Every time you don’t do this poor Nathaniel’s favor, one person dies.  Easy?]

Kyrie breathed in. In an exceptionally dark room, Nathaniel’s blue eyes shone eerily. A mix of male and female servants stood in a line and watched Nathaniel’s actions with fear.

[I hope my righteous lady will not turn away from them. Of course.]

“No…… No…..!”

[I’m bored too.]

Nathaniel raised his right hand and brought the tip of his cane to the servant’s chin. He whispered languidly, as if seducing, but somehow angry.

[My name is?]

Kyrie panted and shook her head.

[There is no answer.]

Nathaniel lightly pushed the servant’s chin with his cans.  It was very slight, but the servant’s body collapsed in an instant. There were no wounds.  He just seemed like a lost soul. Kyrie screamed from the depths of her throat.

“No! No! Please!”

[Next.]

Nathaniel calmly brought the tip of his cane to the next person’s chin.

[My name is?]

He asked again. The way he pretended to be relaxed was similar to when he first met Kyrie.  At that time, the only thing was that he was gentle in appearance and behavior, and the atmosphere he exuded was terribly savage.  If there was only one thing different, there was a strange feeling of nervousness wriggling at the base of Nathaniel’s leisure now.

“No……, stop, please…….ugh, uh…….”

Kyrie leaned her back and cried.  But what was behind her back was Nathaniel’s chest, and she couldn’t cringe. All she could do was look and catch the gazes of her frightened servants.

[That’s not the answer, Kyrie.]

Again, the servant’s body was torn apart. He fell and banged his head wrongly, blood spilled on the carpet.

“Ahhh……Aaaah!”

[I’ll ask again ]

“Oh, uh. Ughh….!”

[My name is?]

Nathaniel whispered as he brought his cane to the third servant’s chin. A low-pitched voice echoed through her chest. Kyrie exclaimed.

“Nathaniel….., Nathaniel! Nathaniel!”

[You are not in your right mind.]

He said that, so it must have been the answer she wanted. But he didn’t look satisfied. On the contrary, he stopped and didn’t say anything for a long time. Nathaniel’s next voice was a little lower.

[Next.]

“Please please……”

[What is the name of that idiot you are muttering so much?]

Kyrie gasped anxiously for ten seconds, then shrugged her shoulders and carefully opened her mouth.

“……Aaron?”

The servant fell. Kyrie screamed.

“Aaaah!  Ahhh!”

[What’s his name?]

“Ah…..,Aaron, Aaron? Aaron! Aaron!”

Another servant fell.

Nathaniel turned around Kyrie roughly. And he grabbed her cheek and whispered in a voice that sounded like a beast.

[Name is?]

“Ahhh…… uh……”

Kyrie was terrified as she saw the black pupils twisting and raging inside the deep blue iris.  She couldn’t answer, and then Nathaniel returned to her with a gentle tone again.

[Great job.  I hope I never hear that name in the future.]

Nathaniel pulled Kyrie’s back slowly to kiss her eyelids. Then he looked at her bulging eyes and paused.

A reflection of himself was reflected in her tear-soaked eyes. Evil with madness, and his beautiful face as usual.

On the other hand, Kyrie had a face terrified, unlike before.  When she looked at him, her eyes and smile, which she had lovingly curved, were no more.  It was the same gaze that ordinary humans had when they looked at him.

He did it.

Nathaniel was startled and stepped back from Kyrie.  Seeing his face becoming as hard and stern as a sculpture, Kyrie only trembled like a fawn. Her tears didn’t stop. She sobbed and sobbed as she rubbed her cheeks, which had turned white from wiping away her tears too often.  The only noise in the background was the suffocating cries of the servants.

There was not even a shadow of spring anywhere. Nathaniel was stunned.

[……Kyrie.]

Even with his trembling eyes, he finally turned Kyrie’s body to the servants. Six servants remain. Nathaniel licked his lips a few times before speaking low.

[Lastly…..Please.]

“…….”