The Kingdom of Everlasting Night and the Last Ball

“Jill Reid, this will be my last private message.... Father was poisoned, not killed. Never defy the policies of your mother or uncle in the future. And to the church. … If one day you wish to retaliate against what has been accomplished here, accumulate as much power as you can in each of these countries, or…… look for ways to get out of this country. Don't trust me either. So are the Marquis and the three Counts. The Earls of Shezdam are neutral, but that clan could therefore be the subject of future solemnity.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................. This solemnity and domination is never malice nor domination. Because the righteous did not forgive us for worrying about our country and trying to tilt it with stupidity. ………… so there is a way to survive. Please... survive."

It was the last private message from my brother.

It was a letter written later by his brother, who managed to cover up his brother's actions as he escaped the royal palace and went on his own to the tragic land of Girasfi, attending the funeral of the Duke of Girasfi family with an unfamiliar face.

Thus, a few days after the death of his father, the king, Jill Reid would mourn his brother as well.

No, Ricardo was always there, but whoever looked at this one and smiled no longer looked like a wreck of something called a brother who was just torn apart and chained up, not a kind brother who once swore to defend the future of this country together.

So Jill Reid thinks so.

In the days of happiness, the Duke of Girasfi and his escorts, and the part of his beloved brother's heart and soul that went sneaking out under the castle with Jill Reid, were already dead.

My brother, who was gentle and quiet, was also murdered on that stormy day.

"..................... In fact, that person is no longer my brother"

"Yes, you were also asked to cut off from them as you became lord. Exactly................ but those are pathetic kids too. Poor man who leaned on our side, just like your father, who leaned on Girasfi and thanked the King of the Midnight Seat. The queen of this land, the king's brother, and the mighty priests of the Church have sincerely pitied such a royal family."

Standing next to Jill Reid, shaking her fluffy soft hair and spicy words that did not resemble her poor face, she was no longer the only daughter of the Shezdam Count family.

A fairy daughter wearing the skin of her daughter, that's why she chooses words as something that possesses unimaginable wisdom, living for as long as the Pharsital humans could not imagine.

"... pitied,...?

"Yeah. Here's what those humans claim. A pathetic family member, or compatriot, who has entered into such bad superstition that he tilts his country, and is imprisoned by faith in those who must not exist. No matter how much we loved them, we didn't respond to persuasion, and because we loved them, we had to kill those we loved to stop the crime."

"........................ eh,"

I chewed my back teeth.

But Jill Reid groaned bitterly, knowing, at the look of the girl who looked at her like she was just a little shuddered.

(........................ Exactly. They never hated, not even your father or your brother, nor the people of Girasfi. On the contrary, I wept to see why this had happened and tried to kill the rotten affected area by scraping it off with a knife)

The First Prince was still young and brought to life as there was room for regeneration.

It was fulfilled by the plea of her mother, the Lady Dowager, and that is why Ricardo had to solemnize Girasfi with her hands in order to show his readiness for the resurrection.

“I thought that...... if I was spoiled for that punishment, I would be saved by it. If you take revenge on Girasfi, those fools who broke their covenant with the king of the kingdom of the night, and I command them, will soon be rewarded by the unbelievers... As it turned out, they would know that Father and uncle were right and that the unwanted were there………"

Ricardo thought so and assumed command of Girasfi Solemn Qing.

I guess that was also the last revenge for him when he realized he couldn't escape anymore.

Coincidentally, they took exactly the same form as Dealersh's revenge, and they were both trying to retaliate against their stupid compatriots with their own doom.

(But..........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

I wonder how much Ricardo's disappointment and despair was then.

Perhaps his brother thought that before the knights who had ordained Solemnity hurt Girasfi, those who had no choice but to eliminate themselves.

But it did not go according to the prospect, and the Duke of Girasfi's family was solemnly cleansed of all his servants, except for Diarrash.

(..................... I wouldn't have done it like my brother did)

Maybe Jill Reid won't take the same path as his brother.

So I didn't know my brother's despair in the real sense.

However, it would have been horrifying to have to wonder how much Ricardo, who received the report of the solemn completion, really was just a fanatic and whether it was the queen, her uncle or the Church's words that were true.

(It would certainly be horrible to have to think that we are the ones who are crazy and that's why we can't help but be crucified unharmed. But............)

Jill Reid was stuck in his room back then, and his brother was still young.

Wasn't Ricardo, who was only one person's age apart, swallowed up all of that despair, like iron that could be burned, and lived like a corpse forced to work, no longer relied upon by anyone?

There's my poor kid and his tearful mother, and there's my uncle, who slapped him on the shoulder saying he did well.

They would also have thought that they had killed their brothers and their husbands, and that they had cut themselves for the good of their country.

But Ricardo was also the only heretic forced to live in it.

In Ricardo's eyes smiling at them, Jill Reid's emotions enough to believe his former brother was still alive there no longer seemed shard.

Behind the beautiful eyes, they were completely broken and broken, and they seemed so relaxed.

Thus, a long and long month passed from that stormy day.

That may be just a blink of time from the outsiders.

However, for a human being in pain and despair, it would seem forever long.

(Not to mention that Ricardo was younger back then than I am now here this way......)

Of course, he is old enough not to be a child anymore.

It is not possible to wash away sin on account of its youth, but if we think that it was also a young man who could still have had the help of his parents, his family, and his subordinates, then we could imagine the suffering, even to the gradually foolish Jill Reid.

Jill Reid, who once hated his brother and was disappointed with everything in this country and tried to turn down his life, was able to grow up enough to imagine such brother's anguish and despair because he met a companion who grabbed up Jill Reid's soul and forced him to survive.

"But there was no one in Ricardo"

"But you won't forgive Ricardo?

"........................ it would not be a strong emotion enough to say I will not tolerate it. Besides, I don't deserve not to forgive him for only thinking about myself and helping my brother. At that time, there was nowhere left to protect me or my brother in the same position as Ricardo. That's why I can't blame him forever."

"Huh. It's weird. Humans just think hard like that."

"..................... I guess you taught me"

Exhale and say so, my wife, whimsically a beautiful one looks at this one and smiles is a fairy so beautiful that she drinks her flowing purple blue hair with blue eyes that conceive the light, like she gathered the light of night.

Feed, my partner, shows me what this is all about, only for a short time when my step-parents are absent.

"I just pointed out the stupidity of that prince and the king of this country once. It's up to humans to lean on us. And you're very right not to make any promises. But somewhere they sought salvation from us. That tragedy happened because you didn't make the effort to solve it in your own species."

If we were to avoid losing gratitude to the king of the kingdom at night, the people of Pharsital should not have lidded the truth, no matter how cruel the truth and how close they had to lean on it.

The tragedy of Girasfi and the solemn cleansing of Pharsital took place because the royal family allowed it to forget.

".................. oh. Neither my father nor my brother thought that the king of the land of the night would surely reach out to me for salvation, and I should have fought with my own hands"

The two of us have neglected such a natural thing.

In this case, it can be said that even the Duke of Girasfi family should have been wary of solemnity, but the movements that endangered the idea of the Duke of Girasfi family were thoroughly hidden from them.

It seems that the church congregation, worried about them too much for the unbelievable, did not show their movements to the Duke of Girasfi's house, as if to gently isolate those suffering from heart disease.

"Right.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................. Why do we have to wipe our mortals' asses?"

"............ you're right. You couldn't do anything, but you were hitting the king of the kingdom at night with unreasonable anger in your heart as to why you didn't save the people of Girasfi..."

If there are people out there, there are people out there.

I am now only ashamed of my own greed, which, with its miraculous and strange power, considered it to be something that would destroy the wicked and protect the righteous at will.

"At the time, church denominations were the largest force in the country. That tragedy may not have been prevented, but at least they could have had more definite measures if they had embraced the current situation with the people of Girasfi and tried to fight it together................ At least Ricardo shouldn't have taken that command with his own hands. Whether you get yourself killed or your younger brothers killed as a result, you shouldn't have commanded such outrageous acts as genocide."

"Right. If you were Ricardo, or if you were the former king, you would have done so. Sometimes, stupidity is something you can't measure at your age. They were helplessly foolish about their defenselessness and the way they believed. Girasfi, who was wrapped around him, is not a fool."

(My mother, uncle, and the church cleverly concealed that they were endangering the existence of Girasfi. All I knew was my father and my brother. Later, the Church had only been informed by those who had already taken in……)

If my father or brother did not underestimate the situation, did not keep it in his own chest, and at least told the Duke of Girasfi.

Even then, I might have been able to change something.

Over a long period of time, the Church accumulated the power to destroy Girasfi, which touches upon the evil scourge of its teaching.

For Jihleid, not only his mother, the Lady Dowager, or the Marquis, the birthplace of Marietta, but also the Chancellor's and the General's houses were raised as swords that took the Church congregation into their bloodlines for generations and pruned Girasfi one day.

(But it all began because there was a royal family, who denigrated the unbelievers in the presence of a fairy tale. The Church congregation became the largest faction in our country because some fools couldn't face sin and decided not to do it......)

Until it was all over, it was a sin that no one, including myself, could imagine the tragedy that awaited them.

Thinking about it, Jill Reid squeezes his fingertips tight.

The noticed feed gently touched his hand.

"Don't be sad like that. They've forgiven you, and that child doesn't hate you."

"But………"

"For that child who will be the king's companion, you must be one shard of what I once loved, which I could have painstakingly left behind in this country. The only thing left for her to love what she loved was the salvation of Diarrash. So you shouldn't blame yourself. Though, of course, thinking so is also self-serving and arrogant."

A stiff heart loosened to the feed I added with a tickle of laughter.

"..................... right. I'm selfish, and I'm arrogant. I was just forgiven for what I did, I couldn't do anything, I didn't do anything."

"That's okay. You can be happy, so you just have to be. Humans are weak and greedy, that's what they are. We fairies don't know anything else if we're good."

(Those who have to live long do not believe that the sin of raising a church congregation is the sin of a certain someone in the royal family)

Feed laughs that it is the sin of all the royalties except Jill Reid and all the people of this country, who renounced their responsibility to communicate while knowing where the original sins were, just like the royals.

The wife laughing that you were one of the royals at the time doesn't care that her brother was even smaller.

That's what it is.

The feed that laughs at the exclusion because you are special to me is a fairy, and the king of the kingdom of the night, who forgives Jill Reid because he is a pawn that can save Dealersh and use him, is also a spirit.

Do not judge their thoughts and ethics that make use of Jill Reid under each circumstance as the same as human beings.

(Their patronage and affection, however pure and righteous they may be, are not universally given. All of them, including forgiveness, are given only to those who need them)

That's why that's fine.

But instead, Jill Reid has been entrusted with what should be ahead, and now it is unacceptable to sweeten the amnesty granted.

But again, it's because they're different creatures.

The people of Pharshithal, who first took their hand, had to remain good in their affair until their death.

I guess Farsital gradually learned that that's what the covenant with outsiders is all about.

(... I guess I was forgiven for being able to think that way by engaging with the feed. Even if Feed had chosen me, if he wasn't worthy of being kept alive, Master Noyne wouldn't have forgiven me. I must never forget that the love that Feed worked so hard for and spared me was what kept me alive)

Covering his overlaid hand with his other, Feed glittered his eyes with joy.

No matter how old and cruel the creature is, this fairy loves Jill Reid.

The depth of affection returned is also so infallible that the way the creature is human becomes pitiful.

What made Jill Reid understand that more than anything else was the incident involving the skin of the Countess, where the feed had taken its place.

"... how could you do such a tough thing?"

Jill Reid that day couldn't help but tell Feed to look at this one with a strange eye to throw it away.

There shouldn't have been any temperature in that rambling, disgusting word, but Feed smiles when he sees Jill Reid.

"This girl is a sinner, something you don't need. The cute girl you liked got in the way, got in the way, and got on one end of a plot from the royal family to kick that woman down. It was the poor child of that house who opened the gate of Girasfi's house, but this daughter and her grandfather were in that place because the servants of that house were supposed to open the door. '

'... eh, that's... even if it does...'

"If we told them we were visitors and helped relieve Girasfi's vigilance to open the gates, they would be your fiancée, and this girl would be happy to jump."

'But... he was just such a young child. I guess you didn't understand what you were trying to do!

Jill Reid stupidly believed until Feed told me she was wearing the skin of the Countess.

She says she's really a fairy, like an exchanger pretending to be a human child.

But if she did, she couldn't have been next door like this without damaging Jill Reid's body.

'Oh, you're a troubled man. At the same age that day, just as you immediately understood the sins of your own clan and tried to kill yourself, so did this girl understand what it was like to be trying to help? Even if you don't understand at the same depth as the adults, children will know. If you choose for yourself, the magnitude of the sin ahead is worth it.'

'Even so………………,'

Jill Reid, who was only a child at the time, could not fail to speak of this fairy.

The fairy, pretending to be a human child of the same age, smiles euphemistically at a human child who drifts along the way.

'If I didn't know, would that sin be forgiven? Your precious girl didn't die easy. He was caught trying to escape, resisted trying to protect his injured mother, and was slaughtered. Still?'

The lack of forgiveness of that inquiry made Jill Reid cry that day, pitifully.

The girl who was killed was Jill Reid's first love, a kind girl whose family loved her.

Then I wonder what my sins will be.

Even if the outsiders who said Feed would forgive and gave herself forgive it, is it okay to be forgiven?

To Jill Reid, who thought so and held his head, Feed smiled small and held me tight with his hand, which at the time belonged to a young child.

'Right. ………… It is true that your sins are perhaps only temporarily forgiven by my plea. If Master Noyne chooses Girasfi's child, if that child does not forgive you, you will be punished. I won't be lonely because I'll be killed with you then.'

'Huh...?

'Cause I chose you. I'll be with you the whole time.'

I wonder why.

I guess that's how this fairy says it.

Jill Reid looked up at it, and on the side of that lake, I think of a feed that went into a body smaller than myself, pulling itself out of the water in distress with a small body.

Feed had to live a long time ahead of him in the country of the blame for putting his heart to the foolish Fursital child.

It always enters the human body of breathlessness and heaviness, and it cannot even use its true name.

If you can't use magic, you can't eat the fruit of the fairy kingdom, and you can't fly in the sky with beautiful feathers.

I can't even see my close family.

I can't even dance with my friends in a beautiful dress at the Fairy Summer Solstice Festival that I loved.

Besides, you don't know when it's wrong to be in this country and to be killed as a human being.

"I wonder where it is necessary to make everything the same and swallow everything. I'm gonna get you no matter how much you hate me, so you just have to hate me if my way is tough. Of course, all that makes me sick of it, but fairies and humans are completely different things. I don't care if there's a slightly different part. 'Cause I fell in love with Jill Reid, not my own kind.'

When I closed my eyes, the beautiful fairy figure I saw only for a moment when I looked up from the bottom of the water came back behind my lid.

It was only for a moment that I could see that appearance, but Jill Reid is here because the fairy feathers that glittered in the light of the lake were like jewels, beautiful, and I reached out forgetting that I also wanted to die.

Still, Jill Reid couldn't accept the feed for years.

She admired herself, sometimes overlaid the forgiveness of those who had no choice, but still kept her away at will.

Yet the feed just smiles about how that happens, and Jill Reid leans in gently if he wants to.

Even on the life day of the girl I once fell in love with, Feed was always there for me.

With no strength to wave away the gentle hand that gently strokes the backs of the helpless Jill Reid, who watches the Dealers spend time with her brother and mothers from afar, but couldn't reach out and apologize to her, Feed will one day be next to her as normal.

That ring, which became visible after Diarrash was taken over by the royal palace, seemed serene, even in a garden full of falsehoods.

How many times have I tried to tell you that they were the ones who took your family?

But if Diarrash chooses them and makes them happy there, how can Jill Reid disparage her again with a sense of self-righteousness?

She has the right to want revenge, and she has the right to be happy without knowing everything.

(... we can't go anywhere but this country. Even that kid, how much easier would it be to live without knowing anything)

All this time, he conveniently holds the hand of Feed, who stays without shaking off the human hand on which he relies, and Jill Reid always returns to the inhabited building without his location.

I was miserable because I didn't even have the power to save Dealersh, like I hoped I would be, and I couldn't say with my heart that it was right to let the truth know.

(Same as my older brother.... I can't get out of here, either. Knowing that the unbelievers are there, they cannot correct those who do not know it, and they have the body of the blame, so they cannot leave this country...)

With so much misery, Feed leans in without even getting sick of Jill Reid, who went back to his room and swallowed and cried all by himself.

The darkest night was the dawn of that stormy day, but those days were too dark.

My ugliness was indulgent in my days.

'But, you know, you better stay away from that girl. The men of this castle care about her because the king of the kingdom of the night so wished. I don't know what's going to happen to her, either, but don't break those little liars' boxyards. Neither I nor you have the qualifications to just disobey that person's intentions. '

Jill Reid was making excuses to herself that she did exactly as Feed said she smiled so much because she knew it was a tentative beginning.

He said that it was only one day when the false circle was broken that he was trying to reach out to Dealersh.

But I thought so, and no matter how many times I told you to face yourself in my heart, I really knew.

Jill Reid was just a pathetic man, scared and overwhelmed.

(... I don't know)

Seeing Dealersh dancing on a thin thread stuck up, in her own mess, she gets scared of what to do if she chops off the last line that might save her.

I was scared and scared to death because I thought it would be good and I could not help but kill what was left of me with my own hands.

If you don't do anything, stay like this.

Yes, please, I want you to be happy.

One day I was spending so much time thinking about it, Feed raised his voice.

'Well, there he is...'

It was about the Winter Solstice Day.

Feed gently holds Jill Reid's hand with both hands, blindfolded by the words.

For the first time, I may have thought about the cold of that hand and the horror of what must be a high-ranking person in her eyes that frightened me somewhere.

Even though he was so frightened that he appeared nearby, he pleaded with such an opponent that Feed chose to be here, even the first moment Jill Reid understood.

'Let's stay together, shall we, Jill Reid? I hate that I can't be with you when you're killed, even though I can't do this to you. The king is a terrible man, but if I were a shield, maybe you could protect him.'

To Jill Reid, who asked why, Feed smiles.

'Oh, because I love you. Do humans need other reasons to love and protect someone?

If you say you fell in love with her that day, what a convenient and selfish love this is.

But for Jill Reid, who could not save anyone without going anywhere, she was the last fairy tale left with only one.

As a result, the king of the kingdom of the night seems to have decided to stay on the side of Diarrash.

It was only after the full month that the feed watched the condition and exhaled a breath of relief.

'You seem a little lost, but you can't let that kid go. Out of the blue, does the king... not like love? Besides, do you think that kid loves his own fiancée? Though it doesn't look like it at all to me...... Hmm.... horns on the rabbit, the way the Spirit loves is troublesome, so stay away'

'Is that all right? Wouldn't you tell the king... that Dealersh didn't think of Ricardo?

"Spirits are troublesome. An outsider might talk to me and cool me down about it. And the spirits, they're very much my fault."

"Not enough advice?"

"If you're upset and you turn it down, you're gonna have trouble pulling your hands off her, right?......... but I think you can be assured. It is courtship that the Spirit feeds. That's how the Spirit doesn't let what he loves get away. I don't know if I'm happy for her, but I'm sure the king will eat her."

He said so with a teasing smile on his face, and Feed was trampled by the Marquis' youngest daughter until earlier, fixing the hem of the dress.

I wondered how they stepped on the hem of my dress, pitiful of the defenselessness with which I was tilting my neck, and these days I took out my favorite sugar candy from the feed and gave it to him.

Today, she was harassed at a tea party because she was a second prince's fiancée.

However, even if they step on their toes or hit their bodies, unless they say it in direct language, they cannot understand that it is harassment that the feed does not have a heart for.

Jill Reid is not anxious that she can't understand such a thing because she is intelligent and unknown to humans.

I've been thinking about that lately, thinking about when this fiancée might get sick of human society and walk away.

I was aware that Feed was trying to keep Jill Reid from getting too involved with Dealersh.

Still, Jill Reid makes Feed do what he wants without saying anything, because it's natural for one of the Spirit Kings to be more alert that way than next to her.

At some point the priority changed, and at some point, the most important thing about Jill Reid became this only one fairy.

I have been beaten to the point of my own cruelty in abandoning Diarrash, and as one of the royals who failed to save Girasfi, I am aware that I must not forget its sins.

But the feed that looks at me and smiles has become someone I want to protect more than anyone else.

By the time I was perplexed as to how to treat her, and hastily as a companion, without any further abuse, and by the time I was blessed with children, it became normal to have a feed next to Jill Reid.

Eventually, the king of the kingdom of the night punished Pharsital, and Diarrash left this royal palace.

"What's the matter, lord?

"................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................ I'm guessing you talked to him first, huh?

"Oh, of course. Something that has the right way to talk about the debriefing, but if I leave it to you, I'm going to start with an apology first. The way he thinks and chooses rounds is one way or another close to us. So first, I thought you should explain it to me."

The king of the country the night he became Diarrash's fiancée was teasing, and he laughed at Eagle Deep, saying not to worry because you are on this side of the retribution line.

However, it is only from now on that a person named Jill Reid will be questioned.

I wonder how those who have to rule this land will appreciate their future arms as Pharsital lords will determine the future of this body.

"But when I'm talking to Diarrash, he startles me terribly..."

"Spirits and demons are very narrow in what their partners say and do. Even I won't forgive you if you dance with other women."

"... I'm sorry about this before. Um... I was just a kid, so I was wondering if you'd mind."

"Even children, don't waste anything! Besides, that kid was in love with you. The next time you do that, the woman who tried to take you from me will rip you apart, won't she?

"... at least scold me before you do"

What I learned after I married the fairies was that they would not tolerate traitors instead of giving excessive love.

Not so much before Jill Reid loved the feed, but since he became a partner in this way, he has become very reluctant to make contact with other women.

Sometimes there are confusing radical words and deeds, but this wife is not of the same race in the first place.

We often discuss what we don't know and try not to let Feed grieve alone.

(..................... what is that guy thinking now)

Saying to Feed that Ricardo is no longer my brother doesn't mean anything disgusts him.

Inside Ricardo, smiling there, is no longer a brother from when Jill Reid knew, and in becoming a Pharsital lord, the Spirit of Death demanded that Jill Reid be cut off from his former family.

So no more, Ricardo is not Jill Reid's brother.

Maybe there are other good words, but without being able to find the right one, I groan that that one is no longer my brother, and I think of the side of Ricardo I saw in the city where I went on inspection.

Ricardo left the royal palace after that night.

He says he's discarded his engagement to Marietta and is telling his surroundings that he doesn't intend to have a family in the future.

He said he didn't need it in person, but he's just a little relieved to hear that his servants and escort knights followed Ricardo like that.

Its role, imposed as redemption, will never be easy.

However, Ricardo seemed somewhat relieved by the confirmation of those who had to be gradually gained, no matter how much he was cursed by his former subordinates and sometimes beaten by exorbitant residents.

(I guess somewhere in Ricardo's mind died when Girasfi perished on that stormy day......)

I think about it that way.

My brother, who Jill Reid had seen since that day, was always like a doll who was being forced to live even though his insides were hanging on and he was finally dead.

After that, I was surprised to hear that Ricardo had been trying to poison Dealersh.

Sometimes I wanted to ask Ricardo about his sincerity when he revealed his emotions for the first time at the last ball in Farsital Country.

But Jill Reid, who had made a magical vow to cut ties with them, broke that promise and never met him personally.

There is no longer any certainty as to whether the attempt to poison Jill Reid was the intention of his brother, or of others.

It is only my brother who knows if he saw his fiancée as the daughter of his beloved uncle or if he ever loved herself.

Still, I guess Ricardo, who is now being chased for accountability to his former citizens, continues to be saved by what he once believed, no matter how cursed, how hated.

Seeing Ricardo like that, Jill Reid's chest was sore that day.

How far I've come since that day when I read the last words from my sweet brother, who I loved, and cried out in his voice holding on to the pain of my brother left there.

Hold on to your chest like that, Jill Reid wishes.

My brother, who once admired those who were there, and loved the Duke of Girasfi, sleeps in peace.

Funny thing, but that was somewhere, very similar to the sentiment of mourning the dead.

And on the Day of the Dead, as the Dead return from the Land of the Dead, if the Day has come when I will one day gain my track record as a Pharsital Lord and obtain the forgiveness of those who have no choice but to speak with Ricardo, then I will try to talk a lot.

But the dream was a secret only in the heart of a man named Jill Reid, who was selfish and greedy.