I Don’t Trust My Twin Sister

“…You piece of trash.”

“I accept no criticism.”

I wanted to punch Deoreden in his leisurely face. That faltering expression and voice were disgusting. As I twitched his hand, the voice of Beralt, who was holding me from behind, came flying out.

“You’d better stay still. That way, you’ll be a safer hostage.”

“…They say they play at the right level, but these mean guys get along well, Beralt.”

“Does being mean matter? The prospect of surviving and watching you get trampled makes me even more excited, ah! And don’t worry, I’ll spare you even if that damned Berdian duke’s son of a bitch comes after you.”

“Don’t put him in that dirty mouth…!”

“Let’s see if you can say something like this to me then too.”

I gritted my teeth, feeling buoyant and unable to resist. I had to run away, but there was no way to escape from here. So how do you get help? As I rolled my eyes, Theses was watching the situation with interest. Didn’t he really need me? He was about to open his mouth, but Crown Prince Deoreden spoke before him.

“Now, you choose. Open the vagina or not. If you don’t want more blood to flow from this beautiful woman’s neck, I’ll have to come up with a satisfactory result.”

“I’m satisfied…”

Theses rubbed his chin and looked briefly concerned. With narrow eyes and unwavering breathing, he looked like someone observing the situation from afar, pondering for a moment before shaking his head.

“I cannot step forward because Laurencia has not yet said that she will become our high priest. However, if she becomes our high priest, I can go forward as much as I want. At that time, His Majesty the Crown Prince’s threat may have some meaning. “

The prince’s expression, which had been smiling triumphantly, hardened. Once again, the slightly fallen blade pointed sharply at my neck.

“So does that mean it doesn’t matter if I kill you?”

“That’s not true. Since I haven’t heard an answer, I still want to avoid losing my life. Moreover, I can’t lose the only person who can open something that has been closed for 10 years… there’s nothing we can do.”

Theses took a step closer to the altar with a pitiful expression, as if she was truly disappointed. Then he spread out his palm and gently stroked it. Like a mother’s hand stroking the back of a newborn’s blood to help it digest, Theses’s hands gently wrapped around the altar, and a bright light began to emanate.

“Let me help you open the door.”

“Help?”

“As I said before, it is impossible to open the door perfectly. We have no choice but to open it by force. However, His Highness the Crown Prince, who has to sacrifice his life to open the door, does not want to make such a sacrifice, so the next best option is for me to open the door and then pay the price. Let’s take it as it is.”

The prince, who had regained his composure after hearing Theses’ words, dragged me towards the altar. The dagger was still dancing in front of my neck. The Crown Prince, moving slowly, aimed his sword at Theses in front of the altar.

“What’s the price?”

“Let’s go with something a little smaller than before.”

“A small one?”

“If just now it was the life of the person most precious to you… I think now it would be the life of someone willing to sacrifice their life for you. As I said before, it is a sacrifice. and devotion are noble, and the altar will accept them.”

“Ira who sacrifices his life for me…”

As he muttered, his face suddenly turned. Are you looking at me? He raised his head. Deoreden’s eyes were not looking at me, but at the figure over his shoulder. His hand holding me trembled slightly.

“Beralt.”

I felt Beralt flinch at the prince’s low voice. The one the crown prince chose was Beralt, my confidant and colleague who had been with me all this time. I felt the hand holding me loosen. As I was about to take my chance and escape, the crown prince’s voice rang out again.

“You devoted yourself to me for over ten years, right?”

“…you’re right.”

“And the day we first agreed to come together, you said you were willing to sacrifice your life for me. Isn’t that right?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

“Then the conversation will go well.”

The crown prince laughed darkly. No, he seemed happy. He may be feeling that the story is going well. Deoreden sheathed his sword and reached out to him. It was the devil’s rope.

“Give me your life. Now is the time to fulfill the pledge you gave me 10 years ago.”

“His Royal Highness Prince Deoreden…”

“Your life, I will gladly take it.”

A man who hesitated when asked to sacrifice his life literally threw away his friend, colleague, and subordinate who had devoted himself to him. He was appalled at his heartlessness. Deoreden’s face, distorted by greed and greed, felt disgusting. As the crown prince moved one step, Beralt flinched and quickly took out her sword and pointed it at me.

“This bitch… just kill this bitch!”

“That can’t be possible. As I said before, I need the revival of someone who will sacrifice their life for me.”

“Didn’t you say that Laurencia is an important person? Then wouldn’t this woman’s life be more precious and meaningful than my own? So, all you have to do is give up this woman’s life!”

The crown prince shook his head.

“I can’t do that. Even if that were true, I don’t want to do that.”

“Uh. Why…”

“After the hunt is over, a useless hunting dog is killed. Isn’t that the same? If I defeat all the forces, the only one who can put pressure on me is you, so why bother keeping him alive? Besides, I can open that person up at will. There is a woman who can help… It’s better to keep her by your side than to kill her.”

Beralt opened his mouth blankly. It’s absurd for me to hear it, but what about the person involved? Moreover, his statement about keeping me by his side was ridiculous. I glared at the disgusting face of the prince who treated me like an object. He spit out his voice as if chewing up each letter and spitting it out.

“If you get out of here safely, I will take you out of the imperial palace.”

“Do you think it’s possible?”

“Would people be happy with the Crown Prince, who manufactured and distributed counterfeit currency, processed the essence of fire to make bombs, and treated the lives of tens of millions of people as less important than ants? I will definitely bring you down and bury you in the capital square.”

I never thought I would say these words, but they came out naturally. However, Deoreden seemed to find my remark amusing and laughed and tapped my chin with the tip of his sword. His eyes were narrowed meanly.

“You’ll be entrusting your life to me later, so it’s not good for you to be such an idiot.”

“…You son of a bitch.”

He immediately looked at Beralt again with a smiling expression and lifted his chin as if urging her to do so. Beralt shook his head as if it was nonsense. But whatever Beralth’s thoughts were, it was clear that Deoremen had already decided that he would sacrifice his life. He lowered the sword that Beralt had already pointed at me.

“With your revival, I will obtain the most powerful imperial family. I will honor that revival and elevate Akpensia Gabun to Duke Gabun. Then, your descendants will praise the name Beralt for generations, right? This is enough. You will do it, right?”

“…is my opinion nowhere to be found?”

“Your opinion?”

With his eyes wide and his mouth open in a wide grin, Prince Deore Den lowered his sword slightly and shook his head. He eventually stopped laughing and made a listless expression.

“Your opinion is my opinion, and my opinion and will are yours, so now that I want your life, you must give your life to me.”

The moment Deoreden pulled my body away from Beralt and pulled it, his sword pierced Beralt’s chest. It happened so quickly that when I turned my head, Beralt was already falling apart. Beralt trembled, unable to hold on to the sword that was stuck right in her heart with both hands. He sank to his knees and craned his neck to look up at the Crown Prince. Deoreden’s cold eyes stared at him.

“I am deeply saddened by your death, but I am grateful for your dedication and hard work. Please understand me.”

With that, Beralt let down her body helplessly. He just turned his eyes and looked at me. The blood flowing from his blood-soaked clothes looked like a waterfall. He wanted his end to end, but he never wanted it to end this way.

It wasn’t that he never dreamed of a future where a dagger would be driven into his heart. Because there were times when he felt murderous intent. However, the revenge I wanted was not bloody revenge, but complete ‘exclusion’. He dreamed of looking down on him after he had driven him out of Alpensia Gabun, or rather, brought about his fall.

He dreamed of political murder and the downfall of humanity, but he never hoped for this kind of ending. How could it be that Beralt fell into the hands of the crown prince who tried so hard to follow and protect her?

“Oh, Lawren…”

As I watched him fall down without even saying my name, the crown prince’s arm came down and picked up his body. He placed Berilt’s body on the altar with an unimpressed face. He glanced at me with his eyes. There was no emotion involved.

“How… How can I sleep?”

Could it be possible to throw away the person who was following so easily? I laughed out loud at the heartlessness of easily throwing away the person I cared for so much.

“Why are you making that face? Don’t you remember when I told you to hold my hand because I would give you Beralt’s life?”

“…You meant what you said?”

“Do you think it’s not? I’m always sincere. Even if he’s a very capable, capable man, and a dedicated man who has been loyal to me for a long time, I can throw him away if he’s not more useful and valuable than others. That’s politics and power. only.”

“You’re crazy, you’re really crazy, just for those things…”

“Not only.”

Deoreden approached me, bent his legs, and looked down at me from above.

“I’ve been feeling righteous indignation. Why is this position so weak? It’s deeper and more painful than the feeling of buoyancy a mother bird feels when she sees her child being eaten by a snake. Even if Beralt thinks that I can take power in my hands, Is it a problem? If you want, you can sacrifice all your people, and even your blood. That’s the charm of power.”

His eyes had long since lost focus. Conversation didn’t work either. A stubborn person who believes that the path I am taking is the right one.

“What on earth do you want?”

“It’s too broad to call it what it is? Let’s see. First of all, I want to deal with the counterfeit currency that that idiot suggested and the four years of being held in court, ah! Not that, I went even further back in time and crushed the Aztain family by accusing them of treason. Should I throw it away?”

His facial expression was cold as he giggled and pushed up the corners of his mouth in a mean manner.

“I want to get back what this body deserved, because I am the chosen one.

I don’t know what he went through in his position as crown prince. But at least I could say for sure that he wasn’t right.

“Anyway, you will soon be next to me and take that power into your hands, so take a close look at the path I am taking.”

“No, that won’t happen.”

“…”

The crown prince quietly looked down at me. When I glared at him with dry eyes, he tugged at the corners of his mouth and pushed his eyebrows as if he was interested.

“Let’s see what happens.”

I looked up at him getting up from his seat. He walked towards the altar and looked at Theses. Theses greeted the crown prince with the same calm expression as before.

“Open the bottle.”

 

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