50 – The end of the eve, the beginning of the storm

ㅡ wheee…

A night when the autumn wind blows and the maple trees dance accordingly.

Only the sound of leaves colliding with each other and the sound of small grass beetles resonate quietly.

It was around 5 in the morning.

The time when everyone is still sleeping, wandering in the land of dreams.

I sat there staring blankly at the campfire.

ㅡTadak…Tadak…

The campfire was still burning with sparks, even though it had been quite some time.

A flower of fire that lights up the darkness in pitch-black darkness.

I blankly and dreamily looked at the fluttering petals.

ㅡssack…ssack…

After hitting the fire for a while, I heard the sound of thin breathing coming from the chair next to me.

When I turned my head, there was Violet sleeping, leaning against the back of the chair.

Tired of crying, he finally fell asleep.

‘If I slept like that, my throat would hurt…’

I muttered such a worry to myself and carefully reached out my hand.

Then, he gently supported Violet’s drooping head.

Her hand touched her purple hair, which felt like a fine silk thread.

“uuu…”

Violet frowned slightly as if she was having a nightmare.

As before, I raised my hand and stroked her face.

“Um…”

Moving her hand slowly, she loosened her frown and smiled lightly.

I muttered as I stroked her scar.

“Come to think of it… I didn’t even wrap the bandage again and went to sleep…”

Oh, and what are you going to do if you show it to someone else…

I let out a shallow sigh and pulled out the bandage from her hand and held it.

Then he stiffened it up and covered it over her scar.

ㅡSugh… Sugh…

Careful not to break Violet, slowly wrapped the bandage and tied the ends.

It felt a bit sloppy… but I think I did well for the first time.

Feeling a little proud, I nodded my head to myself.

Fortunately, Violet didn’t wake up in the middle either.

I picked up the sleeping Violet without the world knowing and carried it into the tent.

When I put her on the sleeping bag and came out again, the cool night wind blew and ruffled my hair.

His black hair fluttered, covering his view, then moving out of the way, repeating.

Charangi brushed her bangs and looked up at the sky.

Thousands of stars embroidering the night sky.

I sat down in front of the campfire again, looking at the small pieces that silently lit up the jet black.

Then, I passed the time in a daze until morning came.

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The time when Raiden was staring at the night sky alone and looking at the time.

Forest on the other side of the island.

There were black knights standing there, giving off an unpleasant aura.

All around them were strewn trees that had been torn apart by explosions and impacts.

A brutal landscape.

The first to speak in that scene was the knight standing at the center of the crowd.

“The damage is greater than expected.”

He said while looking at the 10 black knights standing next to him.

The knights nodded their heads in unison.

“However, with this, the most intrusive force has been dealt with.”

“Okay, now all that’s left are students and three professors.”

“The remaining professors don’t look very strong.”

“Then now…”

“Yes, the time has come.”

ㅡChulkkeok…

The knight in the center of gravity raised the sword he was wearing at his waist.

The sword that glowed softly in the moonlight was covered with someone’s blood.

“When the night goes and the dawn colors the world.”

ㅡWe are…

“Erases all life on this island.”

Saying that, the knight picked up something that had fallen on the ground and tied it to his waist.

it is-

—-It was Bligh’s neck that was neatly severed.

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A little more time passed, and morning came.

In the end, unable to hold back a sigh, I rubbed my tired eyes after staying up all night.

“Haaam…”

ㅡJiik…

While spitting out a drowsy yawn and biting the sage,

The closed tent opened, and someone came out.

“Haaam… Mr. Taeyang… why didn’t you wake me up… Huh?”

Even after waking up, her silver hair still slicked back, her red eyes filled with a bit of fatigue.

It was Maharet.

On her way out of the tent, when our eyes met, she put on a dazed expression.

Then, after blinking a few times, he rolled his eyes as if he didn’t understand the situation.

Watching that scene, I calmly lit the simmacho.

“Why is that?”

ㅡchak

Sparks fly and at the same time, a cloud of smoke begins to bloom.

As I held it in my mouth and took a deep breath, Maharet finally opened his mouth in amazement.

“…I can’t believe you watched the night watch all by yourself?”

“Whoa… I didn’t do it because I liked it.”

I answered plainly and put Shimmacho in my mouth again.

Maharet stared at me like that and said as if it was absurd.

“No, there are activities today too. If you don’t sleep like that…”

“How can I not sleep because of insomnia?”

“Insomnia…?”

Maharet squinted her eyes as if hearing this story for the first time.

“Insomnia… what does that mean…”

“Hey, idiot! Why didn’t you wake me up all night?”

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Just as Maharet was about to ask me something, a golden sun jumped out of the tent.

I blew a stick at that look.

You did very well, Golden Sun.

It was annoying to explain because I was already tired, but it’s nice timing.

Golden Sun, who crawled out with her messy hair and looked at me dumbfoundedly,

Soon after, he showed a reaction similar to that of Maharet and asked me.

“Oh my God… did you watch all the vigils by yourself?”

“Somehow.”

“Hey… I’m sorry about this… I had a good night’s sleep thanks to you, hey.”

Geumtaeyang said while scratching the golden hair that was building the magpie house.

I waved my hands as if I had become him.

“Wake up Violet, who is sleeping. It’s assembly time soon.”

“Okay, wait.”

In my words, the golden sun opened the door of the closed tent again.

When the door opened, Violet was seen sleeping peacefully on a sleeping bag in the corner of the tent.

No matter how hard he slept, it was the same position I had laid him down a few hours ago.

Geum Taeyang looked at Violet and smiled sinisterly.

Then he took a deep breath and…

“Knight aaa!!!!!”

“Huh?!”

cried out in an incredibly loud voice.

I hit my forehead at the sight and sighed.

f*ck… I’m an idiot for entrusting it to that bastard…

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Violet was dreaming.

A very strange and incomprehensible dream.

The faintly shining black night sky and the smell of autumn lingering at the tip of my nose.

Leaves dancing gracefully in the gentle breeze, and bonfires swaying vermilion.

The moonlight illuminating the dark land, and the clouds playfully obscuring the moonlight.

In all the scenery, there was a boy.

ㅡAre you in a lot of pain…?

—-How… how lonely was it…?

Black hair and eyes swaying in front of his eyes.

A thinly trembling voice and teardrops falling to the floor.

The boy was caressing his scar and weeping.

Violet was taken aback.

Then he desperately tried to cover the scar.

She knew how people who saw her scars changed.

ㅡaaagh! Uh, what’s that on your face!

ㅡGa, don’t come any closer!

ㅡI hate it…

ㅡMonster, monster!!

Those who approached him kindly, those who showed sympathy, those who gave consideration,

As soon as he faced this scar, he changed his attitude and looked at her with eyes filled with disgust and contempt.

I didn’t know why.

All she knows is that the phenomenon has to do with her scars,

—-This, this. There were people who survived.

—-Ah, don’t be afraid. because I won’t kill you Instead of….

—-I’ll make a life that’s worse than dying.

It was only related to the demon he met that day, the day the village was burned down.

“……”

As far as she knew, the effect of the scar was absolute.

Not a single person who has ever seen this scar has not hated her.

……It was.

I’m sure it would have been…

—-Not at all, not disgusting at all.

The boy in front of me was somehow different.

Even when he saw his own scars, he did not hate or loathe himself.

Rather, he was carefully stroking the scar.

The boy’s warmth flowed down his cheek.

At the softly melting hand, Violet unconsciously rubbed her cheek against it.

That warm hand melted her face, which had been chilled by the autumn wind.

Violet was bruised by the touch for a moment, then burst into tears.

Why was it? he didn’t even know that

Tears just flowed out.

The warmth of a person you feel for the first time after all your family members die and scars appear on your face,

It was so stimulating to Violet, who was thirsty for people.

Violet leaned her face against the hand as if possessed by something.

His hand silently supported her head.

Then he caressed her scar until she fell asleep from crying.

Violet thought it was all a pleasant dream.

That would be the case, because it was a very unrealistic situation from her point of view.

I concluded that it was just a fleeting fragment of hope.

….until a booming voice woke her.

“Knight aaa!!!”

“Huh?!”

Suddenly, a booming voice raised Violet’s consciousness, who was still asleep.

Violet jumps out of her sleeping bag in shock.

“Huh…?”

“Yo, wake up. It’s already morning.”

As I was blinking my eyes in a daze, I heard a voice in front of the tent that woke me up.

It was a person named Geum Tae-yang, one of her members.

“Haa… couldn’t you wake me up a little more politely?”

“Hey~ You have to wake up like this to say it’s effective~”

And a boy appeared from behind Geumtaeyang’s back, sighing.

He gradually moved towards the tent, making eye contact with her and smiling softly.

“Are you awake?”

“……”

Violet looked at the boy and drew in her breath.

It was the boy he had been seeing in his dream until recently, Raiden Lysitt.

“Are you okay yesterday? He suddenly fell asleep on the chair. So I moved him into the tent…”

“What, did Violet wake up yesterday?”

“Well, he came out for a while around 5 in the morning.”

Violet tilted her head at those words.

Surely that must have been a dream…?

“Uh, uh…? Wasn’t that a dream…?”

“…? A dream, what are you talking about?”

“Oh, nothing!”

Raiden looks at her reaction as if it were strange.

Violet waved her hand, saying it was nothing to him.

“Hmm, I see.”

Fortunately, Raiden didn’t inquire further about her reaction.

When Violet breathes a sigh of relief,

he said looking at her.

“Now, wake up. It’s assembly time soon.”

“……”

A soft gaze briefly touches her bandage, then moves away.

At that, Violet looked at Raiden with a fierce expression.

He was clearly looking at something beyond his own bandages.

Her own scars tightly hidden under the thickly applied white bandages.

I know scars…

Only then did Violet begin to realize that what happened last night was not a dream.

It was said that crying and crying and rubbing her face in Raiden’s hand last night wasn’t a dream.

“……!!”

Violet’s face turned red from the belated shame.

“Why are you doing that all of a sudden?”

“Isn’t that Nandle?”

Golden Sun and Raiden, who were standing in front of the tent, looked at each other and tilted their heads at Violet’s reaction.

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And again, in the forest located on the other side of the island.

The black knights, who had been frozen like stone statues for a moment, began to move.

“Now, this is the beginning of death.”

The knight who looked like a captain said so.