Kapitel 38: A certain conversation
<What was that?>
<What?>
<What the fuck was that?>
<I'm asking you, what?>
<Don't pretend like you didn't just have a fight at my backyard. Do you think I'm deaf? Even if I didn't hear the sounds of your explosions, I could still listen to my butler talking about how you and that spawn walked into the training halls alone! ... What were you thinking?!>
<She asked for a fight. Wanted to see how mages fight. Maybe wanted to see how I fight. Hearing that, I was curious. How would God's Chosen fight? It's a win-win for both of us.>
<And you immediately reveal our family's greatest secret? Huh? A curtain of fire, a blast of wind, and a fucking explosion?! Couldn't you find anything else to use?>
<What's the difference? She knew about it all anyway! She immediately recognized it, she knew how to cast it, and she knew how to counter it! And as a little fun fact, I'll say that she was even better at it than you! I daresay she's even better at it than me!"
<That girl! That devil's spawn! She's learning it from you. I don't know how, but she can just look at things and copy them!>
<Where did she see the mana motor, then?>
<In the Magicracy!>
<Where did she see the new registrar?!>
<Somewhere! I don't know!>
<You're fucking paranoid!>
<No, I'm not! We can't trust that girl! Every part of my body feels repulsed by her!>
There was a long pause.
<Why? Even if your body's repulsed by her, your mind should still be working, right? You're not a kid. You're the duke of Fest. Surely you know that sometimes you need to make choices you don't like. Savine's bringing our duchy a new breath of fresh air, Lucius. She's solving problems that we couldn't for three years.
<But you're sitting here, complaining about her non-stop. If your heart's still for the duchy, then… then I don't understand what, I don't understand what you want.>
<She wants to kill Sylvester, Elise. And she doesn't even have the decency to hide it.>
<…>
<…>
<So what?>
Eliseline's voice sounded indignant. Rebellious.
<So, …so what? Are you serious?>
<I am serious. Unlike you, I've worked with Sylvester for the past seven years. Even before the war started, when I was forced to become a priest under the Grand Duchess's orders… Because she couldn't help the fact there was a better woman than her in the same house, I was stuck with Sylvester.>
<She put you in the temple because she didn't want you to marry. So your genius wouldn't benefit another duchy.>
<Really? You're seriously fucking saying… ugh,> Eliseline scoffed. <Whatever. Say what you will, but that's not my point. After all those years of working with Sebastian, what do you think I learned about him?>
<I don't know.>
<He is better off dead.>
<Elise!>
<Nothing would be worse off if he was dead all this time. In fact, things would be better. At least for all these years, we could've kept five starving children from dying for nothing. And I'd bet the whole duchy that any one of them would've been more useful than him.>
<Elise! Enough!>
<Have you ever been with someone, who can't walk without someone's aid half the time? Every day, three abled women must attend to him at all times, just so he could function as a human being. But what does he even do? What did he ever do? All, day, he does nothing but eat. And when the day's over, he gets carried over to the fucking bin where he shits out enough waste to fill up the whole droptoilet.
<And the days he feels especially active, he forces the three women to have sex with him. Do you know how it happens? Two of them push his fat away from his dick, and the remaining one to squat up and down between that tiny gap. And after he comes, the three take turns pissing on him while Sylvester pretends it's their cum.>
<…>
<And you know what I got from it all? No, not that he's a waste of air on this world of ours, no. That, anyone can tell. No, what I understood from witnessing all this is that I feel pity for him. All his childhood, there was no one who could say no to him. Everyone simply stood and watched as a child ruined his own body and self beyond saving, and the hateful ones even applauded him, singing praises of his self-destruction.
<Skip 25 years and what do we have? A pathetic excuse of a human, yes. But a pathetic excuse of a human who never felt the warmth of another, always enduring the annoyance, hatred, and disgust in other's eyes, with no one in this world that truly loves him, nor anyone who looks at him as a human.
<You see, to Sylvester, that piss the women rain on him, the warm stream of human matter that trickles on him… That's his most important thing in life. It's his replacement for love. That's the thing that keeps him alive.>
<Elise…>
<He is better off dead, Lucius. I realized that when Savine came to me. And I know she didn't mean it the same way I did. But she's right.>
<Elise, that girl… she's changing you.>
<Changing me how?>
<You've never been like this before you met her. You've never talked about things like this. You never even swore.>
<Maybe because I never knew I could just say these things out loud, you know? Maybe because I was always taught to keep my head down, support the next duke, and don't outshine them lest their fragile egos shatter in the dust. Maybe because I had to sit there, clipping my own wings and thinking that that's just how life works?>
<…>
<Yeah. She is changing me. She does all the things that I can't do and says all the things I'm not even allowed to think about. I see that and I can't help- I can't help but feel like my life was worse than whorepiss all this time.>
<…>
<I don't have to endure these things anymore, Lucius. It doesn't make me happy and there's not a point to it either.>
<We both knew our lives wouldn't be happy ones, Eliseline. We're obligated to make the worst choices.>
<Grand promises we made as emotional teenagers. Can you even listen to what you're saying? A life of sacrifice and self-loathing? Even if there was someone so grand, do you think they'll be able to endure a life like that?>
<…>
<I don't want to make promises I know I won't be able to keep. I don't want to spend all my life regretting the foolishness of my younger self. Even now, I realize I'm making a mistake. What will I be thinking of when I'm 50?>
<…>
Eliseline made a giant sigh and spoke.
<You know what? Good fucking talk. We should do this sometimes, me and you. A heated heart to heart. I, personally, thoroughly enjoyed it. Wasn't it fun for you, too? Instead of me sitting here saying yes and no, now you have an actual person talking back to you.>
<Elise…>
<As for Sylvester, just let him trip on his feet and fall. Don't catch him as he falls, don't pick him up afterwards, just let him be there. When he realizes he's alone, he's gonna blame Savine. At that point, I know whose side I'll be standing on.>
A bang of the door sounded and then, sounds of hurried footsteps.
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