The Resetting Lady

07. Wedding

"Carran, please tell me one thing honestly. Did you kill your father?”

"…is that important now?”

Karen saw Raymond holding onto her and asked, scratching nervously inside her wrist. I felt suffocated because it was tightly tied with a rope. Karen is now needs to be moved to the death penalty. But Raymond caught Karen.

"I've already been sentenced to death, and it won't be overturned.”

"…tell me."

"Well, now."

But Raymond made eye contact with Karen and said again.

"If you say no, I won't give up."

Karen sighed. Should I call it pathetic or nasty? Raymond can't accept the ending even though it's already set. I still have lingering feelings. It's Karen who dies, but Raymond is the face that Sue herself goes to die.

"What if you don't give up?”

His voice went out sharp. It was hard now. I've tried hard enough. Now Karen had a hard time enduring her sadness and silence. Knowing the future to be trapped under the yoke of eternity, just being modest at the trial was a good effort for her efforts.

"Lord Raymond, is there anything that changes your mind?”

Once Raymond found out that trying meant nothing, he didn't want to waste any more time. It's over now.

"Is there anything that changes just because you don't give up and try?"

“…….”

Raymond's efforts are meaningless. Raymond's love is worthless. Karen will die even if he tries. Capital punishment is not reversed. And even if the sky collapses, Karen eventually.

"It's time to go."

The court executor grabbed Karen by the shoulder. Karen turned around. Raymond is following. He follows Karen and talks.

"If you say no, I'll believe you."

So what does your faith have to do with it? Karen wanted to play the devil. But the courtesy that he promised to him pressed down on his behavior. Karen looked up at Raymond's face.

Karen opened her mouth.

"I didn't kill my father. I didn't set the fire."

That's the truth. Karen didn't kill her father anyway. He might have tried to kill, but it was Tom who succeeded in killing the lord, not Karen. Karen was not the one who started the fire. It's Duran. Isela didn't say it right. She doesn't know anything. Let's say so.

"For me."

But Karen hesitated as she opened her mouth.

“…….”

I can't speak.

It was Nancy, not her father, who killed her clearly. Just because Isella said something wrong doesn't change Karen's nature.

"I, I mean."

I didn't want to be nasty. And what can Raymond do now to reverse it now? The mansion has been burned down and sentencing has fallen.

Time was already approaching its end and once Karen was executed, Karen would be revived and he would not remember anything about Karen. Just like I've done so far.

And what about Raymond?

Do you not remember and live your own life? Will he live his life even after he dies? Karen was curious about that. But she knew she would never know. Is Raymond, who is in front of him, and Raymond, who has confessed his love to her several times so far, the same person? I wouldn't remember anything even if I looked the same.

Raymond won't understand her forever.

A time of near eternity will continue between them.

Karen continues to think of Raymond after she dies. Before he can live forever, he can only live for a moment. Karen opened her mouth again.

Let's just say it like this.

Don't think too much.

"Yes, I killed them all. Lord Raymond should now live his life."

Karen finished speaking and followed the executioners' lead. I thought Raymond would live well no matter what. In fact, it is not easy for a man like that to be bad at living. Will Raymond marry another woman? Should I do it with Isella? It's a good thing now.

"Forget about me."

I think these words are touching. Karen said that herself and laughed. I'm sure he's well-mannered. Next time, let's not look at Raymond's face and lock him up in the room. I hate everything now. You'll be trapped forever.

Karen went out across the hall. The wind was cool. Time has passed before I knew it. It's time for her to die again.

with a throbbing blow

There were so many people earlier, but now there is no one. As if we planned it.

"Go up. Karen Evans."

"Yes."

Get on the wagon. The executors didn't help her, so Karen had to climb the carriage a little hard. stagger into the old carriage I can hear a creaking sound. I heard Karen calling for her as she sat down.

"Carran!"

Raymond calls Karen. The carriage was interrupted as it was about to depart. Raymond raises the carriage window.

"I didn't give the Dulan the money. You're really crazy."

"Oh, yes."

Karen answered in a daze. But Raymond glared at Karen and answered in a fit of anger.

"So I don't trust you. And I don't believe in Dulan. He lied to put you to death."

“…….”

Karen didn't understand his psychology that she didn't bribe. Yeah, yeah. You're innocent. As she looked at herself in a speechless manner, Raymond said to Karen again.

"I'll be sure to pick you up."

"I'm dying now."

"Carran, stay alive until the end. I'll come to you."

Don't make meaningless efforts.

Karen tried to say so. But the carriage started. The executor's judgment was that they could no longer waste any more time on them.

"Moved, huh? Because I'm a sinful woman."

Karen said to the man sitting next to her. The other man sitting next to me drew the curtains on the window as if he were dumbfounded.

"We need to strengthen our security.”

Karen agreed.

***

Karen arrived at the death penalty. The death penalty was three days later. Karen came in a carriage looking at the old tower and moved around to untie it.

"Who's running it? Is he beheaded or hanged? It's not a shot, is it?

“…….”

"Is it forbidden to tell?"

“…….”

The man was silent. Karen was tied up with a rope and dragged away by the man. There was a barracks in the vacant lot. He thought he was going to lose his voice quietly, but Karen wondered when she saw that there were more people than she thought.

But where Karen went was not a barracks or hangar in the square. The man pointed to the tower, not the empty space. It was a white and old tower. It was also a tower that made your throat hurt by looking up. I've never died in a place like this. Karen was dragged down to the entrance below.

"Go up."

The man ordered from behind.

"To the top?"

Karen sighed when she saw the countless steps in front of her. When will they all go up? Let's just hang it on and finish. Karen turned her head and asked the man.

"Are you coming with me?"

Boom.

The door closed, and the gait was locked.

"Be cool… I'll untie the rope."

You're not going, but I'm going up alone.

Karen kicked at the door with her foot. Only my feet hurt. Karen sighed as she saw the rope tightly intertwined around her wrist. I just want to lie dead and dead, but I don't even allow him to.

Karen should be Isela's maid, be tried, and wait for the death penalty.

"Life is."

It would be great if they were sentenced to death by saying, "Just death!" Karen sighed up the stairs.

in a twaddle

The endless tower was seen as a way to show the way in the forest rather than as a death penalty. So it was quite high. Karen's legs hurt while walking. Karen stopped.

"…dirty…."

There were bloodstains on the walls of the stairs. You don't seem to clean very often. Karen measured her height by looking at old bloodstains that dried up brown. The senior death rower who died first seems to have been taller than himself. And he must have struggled a lot when he left. There were dirty marks on the top.

You have to go out when you're told to come out clean. It was fortunate that Verdick Evans was not visiting. I hated his coming the most. This is because they purposely bring rusty and blunt axes.

"Is it hanging again?"

Karen saw a small window as she climbed the stairs. It was a small window where a man could barely reach an arm. I couldn't get out. But it was enough to look outside. Karen looked out the window with her face in her face.

"You must be hanging.”

There were more people than I thought. The camp seemed to be trying to set up a hanging platform. But it was fortunate that it wasn't implemented in the city. Karen thought she was lucky considering the large number of spectators who would come to see her body. It's not just a spectacle, but the bodies of female death row inmates can be used in various ways.

"…ha, ha. My legs hurt."

Then he climbed to the top. Karen arrived at the door at the top. One room. Is he going to be executed after staying here? The door was open. Karen went into the room. Then he frowned on his forehead.

"Why are you here?”

And I saw the man in the room.

It was a familiar face.

It was Duran. Karen was a little curious. Dulan sat in the room and got up and approached her.

"…my, I'm the last… Confession…."

Then he untied the rope tied to Karen's hand. Karen touches her tingling wrist. Is he better than a stranger? But he's not just someone he knows, and what does that Duran mean?

"Sigh. Well, yeah."

“…….”

"As soon as I was just sentenced to death, I was dragged here and I'm out of my mind."

"…yes."

Karen sat on the chair, touching her tingling wrist. Duran stood because there was one chair. Karen looked at Duran.

"…I have a question."

“…….”

"Do you usually come this far when you're executed? It's my first time to be executed, but I've seen it a few times. Usually, when you kill a famous person, you kill him in front of more people to make an example of him.”

Karen looked out the window and said, The top floor was bigger and brighter than I thought.

"I don't think this is a common death penalty."

"Well, you're curious about that?”

"Yes."

Duran answered with a cool air.

"My, I... I asked Mr. Berdick."

"You want the death penalty here?"

"Well, yeah."

"Why?"