Chapter 191: The Inheritance of Death
Ivas himself certainly doesn't keep a diary.
It makes him feel insecure, as if his heart is being peeked at. It's a feeling just by writing it out, even if no one else is theoretically going to see your diary.
In this case, if Ivus had been asked to keep a diary, he would not have been able to tell the truth.
It's like sharing your daily life on social media β the content that is shared is of course processed, refining the interesting parts, artificially removing the boring elements, and hiding the things that make you feel ashamed. It is even possible to tell lies that make you believe them, and try to revise your memories by repeating them over and over again.
- But on the other hand, if you look at other people's diaries, it makes Eivus feel aggressive.
Peeking is a kind of secretly aggressive, and it is different to accept the consent of the other person and look under the gaze of the other person - there is a feeling of peeling back the layers of the other person's heart in person. The feeling was even more exciting for Ivas than peeling off his clothes.
Even if the diary is not full of truth, at least you can taste the mentality of writing the diary...... It's like folklore, and it's usually connected to what really happened at the time.
After all, lies are like dreams, psychedelic things that need truth as a fermentation of wine.
Isabel said that "that part can be left unseen", but she did not explicitly refuse. That's what I want to see.
From this point of view, perhaps it is not Ivas who peels back the first layer, but Isabel herself......
Ivas had a vague sense that Isabel might have been lonely for too long, and that she desperately wanted someone to free her from her past fears. And that change had better be tough enough.
Because if she was too gentle, she might want to stay there and stay still...... Her heart is strong. Because it only takes a little tenderness to soothe her heartache caused by stopping in the shadows.
But that's always a palliative, not a cure.
If you want to buy it, you can buy permanent fashion, and if you want to bring someone, you can bring it to customs clearance!
How can there be a reason to do half the work?
Unless it's deliberately molesting the other party......
And this made Ivus feel excited for the first time in a long time.
But he still held his heart and started from the opening position - if you go directly to the end, the purpose is too obvious. And without the foreshadowing, he can't resonate with Isabel, and it will make her feel disrespectful and uncomfortable.
However, Ivas looked at this "royal diary" carefully, and quickly invested in it.
Because it does contain a lot of things in this diary that he doesn't know......
"July 3rd, 1887, fine."
"If you see these words, it means that I am dead."
Transcribed in elegant and clean words are the diary or suicide note of a man who seems to be calm: "Whether by poisoning, disease, or curse, eight members of the family have died in the past seven years." This cannot be an accident in any way.
In other words, we must be prepared to die at any time. We need to live each day as if it were our last, and be prepared for the possibility that one day we will all die.
"Then there will be no one to speak for us, and we will not be able to speak. For the dead cannot speak. Until then, we're going to leave some evidence...... Proof that we have come, that we have lived. β
"My brothers and sisters, my elders, my children. I hope you don't be too sad when you read these words, and not too late...... Don't be late and have lost your sanity and dignity. From here, I wish I had died sooner.
"I would keep my diary until I died. After my death, this diary will be circulated throughout the Durac family.
"I want you to remember that Lancelot's descendants are not cowards and are not afraid of death."
This is the first diary entry at the beginning of the book, and apparently the reason why they left a diary.
β¦β¦ Do you want to leave a record and proof?
Ivas thought for himself.
Although he didn't know who this person was, he did admire the other party's calmness.
And the next one is still his tone, but a lot of content is skipped in the middle. Apparently Isabel only copied the most crucial parts of it.
"September 1, 1887, fine."
"I may be dying, but I hope you live well."
And then there was the tone of the second person.
He looked a little anxious.
"September 4th, heavy rain"
"The eldest brother has also died, and he seems to have died of a curse. Mom was also very sad...... It rained for three days, did you come to see him off? β
"I saw your diary and I see what you mean. Knights have to have their own dignity...... But ......"
"Crowned Lord...... My Lord. What do you think? Why do you let us suffer this way? β
And then, it jumped straight to a few months later.
"January 3rd, Rain"
"My Anne is finally gone...... She's only eight years old! This damn curse had tormented her for so long! β
"If I really want to die, I might as well die for her! If I can catch the curser, I'll skin him and roast him on the fire!" β
"What do you think, Lord? Is this your punishment for us? β
Seeing the words of despair, Eivus's fingers moved slightly.
He pursed his somewhat dry lips.
This is supposed to be the death of the prince or princess's child recorded in the diary.
His excitement grew heavy, and his brow furrowed slightly.
Just the diary of two people, he felt the resentment and obsession entangled in this book.
At the same time, he watched the selection of content and realized another thing:
If Prince Andrew was the only ghost, he shouldn't have done it to the little girl. It's more like a curse of tradition...... In the case of traditional curses, the curse will attack the weakest person within the curse's range. In this case, it is easy to be cursed by children.
That is to say, when Andrew went to work with the man behind the scenes, the curse had been in vogue for a while?
He sat down in a chair in front of Isabel's desk and looked at Isabel, who was standing behind him, also looking at the diary: "How old did you start transcribing this?" β
"This is actually the third book. The first time I copied it, I was nine years old. β
Isabelle's hand rested lightly on Ivus's shoulder, just as Ivus had placed on her shoulder before.
Her Royal Highness, who had long blond hair, whispered, "Anne is my sister, and she is a year younger than me. I remember it very well, because that was my first playmate who died under a curse.
"Before that, I didn't really feel much about the curse. Even though it happened right next to me, I always felt like it was far away from me.
"βuntil my best friend, who collapsed on the hospital bed, coughed incessantly. The curse she suffers from is chronic, cured and recurred again and again by the priests...... But she couldn't eat, and her body became weaker and weaker. Ended up leaving us in the middle of the night...... She didn't call for help, she must have been tired. β
Isabel lowered her eyes and whispered.
Immediately afterward, Ivus flipped the diary back.
"January 7th, Sunny"
"Today is a sunny day, a good day to die."
"January 8, 1889, fine."
"Yesterday, Princess Valeria committed suicide. Perhaps grieving the death of Princess Anne, the first member of the Dulac family to die by suicide after an unknown curse occurred. β
"It was suggested that a war should be made against the Star Antimony or the Irises, but Mother rejected it. She seems to have her own plans, and I believe her. β
"I don't really want to go to war either, because we don't know who our enemies are. The curse may not be permanent, but the damage that war takes on people is permanent......"
"I'm Herac Durak. I'm going to keep a good record of it and tell people. I'll do my best to record it to the end...... The Durak family persevered to the end and never fell. β
"1889, July 1, fine. But I hope it's rain. β
"Correa is dead. My wife, Correa, died. β
"It turns out that the curse is not against the Durak family, but against the entire royal family."
"I wavered. I'm angry, and I want to go to war too. I knew that would only destroy myself, destroy Avalon. But I'd rather let everything be ruined...... But no. I can't do that, Craya said, and wants me to stand up for my justice. β
ββ¦β¦ Useless justice. β
"I just want to protect my little Fili right now, and I hope he's okay."
Eivas was silent.
Among the surviving members of the royal family, there is obviously no one called "Fili". For him, who already knew the outcome, the story was too heavy.
So he paused for a moment before turning another page.
"January 1, 1890, Rain."
"Daddy is dead. I'm Fili, and now I'm going to continue writing for my dad. β
"I want to live, and everyone wants to live. I want my own griffon, as mighty as Uncle Renekton. Destroy all evil and save everyone. β
"April 2, 1891. Clear. β
"Little Fili is dead. Another one died. When will it come to me? I do not know. β
"It's a day to live, and today's bluebells are beautiful. Like me. β
"Haha, I hope I can die beautifully. If I could, I would like to put on my prettiest dress and die quietly among the bluebells. It is better to be able to draw a picture. β
"Will anyone love me after death? Heng me, if I give myself to you, can I dance with you under the moon? β
"August 1, 1891, fine."
"Today, Chrissy passed away. It's almost me. β
"Your Majesty advises us that those who want to live can leave the Temple of Silver and Tin and abandon the name of Du Lac, and perhaps live. But is it really useful now? If the people who really want to kill us leave here, will they be able to live? β
"I guess the only way to survive is to become a Star Antimony or an Iris. But I choose to refuse such an ugly and humble way of living. β
"I hope that those of you who read this diary will also choose to refuse. But if you choose to accept it, I won't blame you. β
"Everyone can live and die, children. You have the right to live. But I want you not to betray the glory β betrayal is the worst sin, and it is better to die than to lose it. β
"My lord, I will fight to the end and will not give in. I will hold my head high until the end of glory and life. β
"My lord, I will come to you."
Those were sonorous words.
Eivus took another deep breath, his fingertips trembling slightly.
This is the end of the diaries of the members of the royal family, and the rest of the part is Isabel's diary.
The first line that opens is the diary of 1887.
"I'm so scared ......"
"Daddy said, I can cry......"
Just two sentences.
This is the first diary that Isabel left behind.
But just looking at it, Ivas felt like he saw the little girl who was only nine years old.
She was so lonely, so frightened...... So fragile.
He looked back at Isabelle, who looked away a little shyly.
Despite this, there was a shallow, faint smile on her face. That's the expression that you show when you want to laugh, but you deliberately keep a straight face.
- She is no longer afraid.
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