This Time, I Became the Fiance of a Duke’s Daughter. But She is Rumored to have Bad Personality, and Ten Years Older

"Exactly. Anyway, I want to work with people I truly trust."

"Give me a break. I still don't know what's ahead..."

"I'm not asking you to hire me. Just remember. I will surely repay you. That's all I got you to do, right, brother?

"Oh, already, do as you please!

You can't stop Luther because you know he has the same thing with Jared again so that Jared owes Luther a debt of gratitude.

I tell him to take it personally because I have no reason to say anything about the uncertain future here.

"I'll do whatever you want. Until then, I'm going to take care of the sorcerer's association for a while."

"I knew you'd walk as a magician?

"I wonder. I just came across the sorcerer's association the other day. Thanks to Jared and the Duke's family for their mouths, I am not guilty of anything while that man was manipulating me. But I want to take responsibility for what I've done."

I couldn't even tell you if my mouth was torn that I had nothing to worry about.

Jared has also taken people's lives undeniably before. It's never something I can be proud of, even though it would have killed me if I hadn't. Still, we can only fight as magicians.

Luther, who was used as a tool to look down and fight, also found himself guilty and suffering for taking his life.

"Thunder attributes are rare, if you ask me, but my technology is all about killing. I have both Vault Yifer's desire not to use what the traitors forced me to remember, and his desire to use this power to make amends."

"But - you're going to fight, aren't you?

"Oh, I'll fight."

Let your eyes dwell with flaming determination. Luther continues.

"I have a family to protect. Crying is the only way to move on. I want to be on the side of saving someone this time with this sorcery - like you."

"Like me, huh? I'm not the kind of person Luther wants me to be."

"That's what you always say. Don't look down on yourself."

"But I..."

Words don't last.

What comes to mind is Barnabas Kaif. Captured by revenge, the only way to stop it was to kill it. If I hadn't done it, they would have killed me. To protect my friend, I had no other choice. He was telling me that he didn't do it wrong, he did the right thing.

- But I met Ernesta Kaif and learned of her grief.

I don't wish I was dead, etc., but I was reminded that someone was suffering as a result of a decision I made because I thought it was right.

If you notice, Jared was discharging his heart. I also spoke to my fiancé Olivier, who may have expected me to say another word because he is a Luther who suffers in a similar situation.

"Well, you're suffering again, too."

"I want to apprentice Ernesta. She told me she didn't resent me anymore. Moving forward. But my guilt still doesn't go away in me. You decide to move on, but my leg stays still."

If I noticed, I held my head with both arms.

Luther slaps Jared so hard on his back.

On my back, shock and pain struck me and I wept. Face up, what are you doing, before you open your mouth...

"Don't be a jerk. You have done nothing wrong. Well, if you see the survivors of the people you killed, you're doomed. Even guilt should gush. There's nothing else I can do about it right now. But hold that feeling. Whether it's bitter or hard - it's all a testament to your life."

Tears spilled.

"I will not forget the sins I committed, even though I was manipulated. It's painful, and I hate it, but I'll never forget it. Definitely get over it, be it time or cry. - You can get over it."

I always thought it was something to cry about.

When I cried, I felt like losing.

But today - to my brother's stern and gentle encouragement, Jared wept heartily.

Watching you spill a whimper, I swear.

I thought I'd be proud of Barnabas and Ernesta.

"I'll do my best. Good luck and move on."

"Let's work together. We can do it. Until guilt disappears, no, even if it disappears, let's save a lot of people."

My brother is watching over me right next door. Jared kept crying as he thanked him for it.