As My Husband Said, I Brought in a Lover Chapter 192

…Ah.

 

The human who had been standing there vanished in an instant. However, the look in his eyes remained imprinted in her mind, never to be erased.

 

His eyes were the color of the blue sky. I’m sorry. If there’s a next life, I’ll repay my debt to you.

 

It didn’t matter anyway, as long as she could end this life. After all, her current self and her future reincarnation would be different beings.

 

Humans, the only beings on earth capable of killing a dragon, couldn’t easily reach the center of a dragon’s domain. If Run were to attempt to die outside her domain, the other domains would be summoned outward to protect her just before her death. If that happened, innocent humans would be brutally slaughtered, leading to even more casualties.

 

“I need to personally teach someone with potential.”

 

Run headed to Eldran Academy, where only the most skilled students in the empire gathered. There, she met the one destined to kill her. A girl named Lensia, with silver hair like Ron’s and a great talent for swordsmanship.

 

“If you truly want to learn swordsmanship, meet me at the center of the maze garden tonight when the moon is up.”

 

Lensia, who had no family or true friends to confide in, didn’t know what love was. Run thought that Lensia was the perfect candidate for this task. Thus, she met her death at Lensia’s hands.

 

A soul that dies before its lifespan is fully spent cannot undergo the normal process of reincarnation and instead inhabits the nearest living seed. And the enormous mana of a dragon who wandered unnaturally after death sought out a similar bloodline and made it its master. That master was a man who inherited the blood of the imperial family and carried Ron’s mana, dormant in Lindeman’s bloodline. It was Edward Elliot von Bellord Kaillon, the prince.

 

Despite the birth of someone who inherited Ron’s power, Dragon Run didn’t meet Ron’s reincarnation. Because Run had died before they could meet. Nevertheless, the thread of fate that bound their souls tightly together still remained. Thus, Ron was reborn as a wizard with jet-black hair resembling his beloved and red eyes like the heart of a dragon, while Run was reborn as a swordsman with silver hair and eyes the color of dawn, reminiscent of her loved one.

 

Suddenly, the perspective shifted. The statue, which had stood quietly in the prayer room for a long time, watched over the countless people who passed before it. Among them was Sariel, who would secretly come here to pray. And one day, a person who had taken a wrong turn and ended up there by chance met the statue’s gaze.

 

“…Ah.”

 

The woman smiled as if she had finally found all the answers.

 

“So that’s how it should be done.”

 

Ellena von Dayelon. She was the one who would later be known as the empress dowager of the empire.

 

* * *

“…ze.”

 

“Miss Luize.”

 

Someone seemed to be calling her. The voice was distant and faint like it was coming from outside. The voice kept calling her name, but her mind was foggy as if submerged in thick mist. Soon, a low and gentle voice rang clearly in her mind.

 

“Run.”

 

“…Gasp.”

 

When she opened her eyes, she saw a familiar ceiling. The unique wallpaper pattern of the Lindeman family, the moderate temperature inside, and the cozy scent. As her senses became clearer one by one, reality began to return.

 

Luize blinked her eyes slowly. Then Edward’s face came into her view.

 

So what she had seen until now was…

 

“Miss Luize, you’re awake. How do you feel? You seemed to be having a nightmare, so I woke you up.”

 

“I’m fine. But I just had a strange dream…”

 

“A dream?”

 

“Yes, well…”

 

Luize’s hand trembled slightly. She had seen Ron’s death from Run’s perspective, the human she had killed, and Lensia. That man looked just like Reiad.

 

There was no guarantee that someone’s past life would resemble their present one. But for some reason, the figure looked exactly like Reiad.

 

“…Could it be that I…” Luize gripped the sheets tightly.

 

At that moment, a warm hand brushed her forehead and gently laid her back on the bed.

 

“You must have had a nightmare because you fell asleep in an uncomfortable position. Sometimes, on tiring days, reality and dreams can mix together in unsettling ways.”

 

“Is that so?”

 

As time passed since she had woken up, the remnants of the dream faded quickly.

 

“Yes. If you have some warm soup and go back to sleep, you’ll have much better dreams. Miss Luize, you’ve perfectly completed your plan. Today is a day you can rest well.” Edward handed her a plate with neatly arranged corn soup and bread.

 

“Thank you. Come to think of it, I remember collapsing on the temple floor, but now I’m here.”

 

“Yes, I came to get you.”

 

“I see.”

 

After her meal, Luize bathed in warm water and returned to bed. Edward stayed by her side until she fell asleep.

 

“When you wake up again, you won’t remember the uncomfortable dream.”

 

“…Thank you.”

 

Her silver eyelashes gently fluttered down. As Luize slept in her bed, Edward stepped out onto the terrace and looked at the sky where dawn was breaking in the distance, murmuring to himself.

 

“…It’s better to forget uncomfortable memories quickly. Don’t you think so?”

 

“It was a gesture of consideration, but you always choose to carry the burden. It’s a rather painful path for a finite life to remember for such a long time.” High Priest Gabriel smiled as he sat on the railing.

 

“It’s alright.” Edward, who had regained all his previous memories, smiled slightly as he faced the morning breeze.

 

* * *

Robin had been in a daze the whole time. It was to the point that Hendrik, worried about him, personally took care of his meals and checked his condition.

 

“Haha, you look like you’ve seen the supreme god yourself, completely out of it. Let me clear this up if you’re done eating.”

 

“…That’s right.”

 

“Huh?”

 

“…Nevermind.” Robin shook his head.

 

“Haha… well, you should rest. Even Aiven seems too tired to wake up yet, so get some sleep.” Hendrik patted his shoulder.

 

Robin quietly nodded and lay down on the bed, curling up. His eyes were bloodshot, and dark circles hung low on his face, but he couldn’t fall asleep as the scene he had seen earlier kept replaying in his mind.

 

In a half-dazed state, Robin kept trying to fix the broken statue until, in a moment of despair, he slumped to the ground, clutching it. Aiven was already asleep, leaning against the wall.

 

“Sigh… Even if Captain Edvin understands the special circumstances, this definitely crosses a line… Is something really going to happen between the temple and the imperial family?”

 

“Need some help?”

 

Startled by the voice that came from right beside him, Robin shuddered and looked for the source of the voice.

 

“Gabriel? What brings you here?”

 

“I’ve regained my strength, so I thought I’d take a stroll. So it was Luize de Servenia who finally cut down the statue.”

 

“You know Lady Luize?”

 

“If it’s one of my little lambs, of course I do.” Gabriel smiled and lightly touched Robin’s forehead with his finger. “And of course, I know you too, Robin.”

 

“Huh? Don’t you remember me as Michael…?”

 

At that moment, a long-buried memory resurfaced in Robin’s mind.

 

“…I never said that. My child, that’s a rule you made. Or rather, it’s something that child who summoned me here came up with.”

 

“I descended a part of myself here for a reason, but one child sealed me in this state and began siphoning my power. Quite an amusing child.”

 

“Until the time comes, I’ll lock away some of your memories. Though I enjoy our conversations, I fear I might throw you into too much confusion.”

 

These were Gabriel’s words to Robin.

 

Right, it was strange. As high priests and priestesses, Robin, Raphaela, and Gabriel had known each other for a long time at the temple. But it was strange that only memories of Gabriel seemed to be missing.

 

No matter how much divine power a high priest had, it didn’t make sense for him to be a loafer, as if no one had ever tasked him with the duties of a high priest.

 

“My goodness.”

 

“Didn’t I say God is always with you? You, the child closest to me among humans.”

 

“I-I’m sorry. I left the temple… and even lied, invoking the name of Supreme God…” Cold sweat ran down Robin’s back as the lie he had told earlier flashed through his mind.

 

“More importantly, I asked if you needed help, my child.”

 

“I’m sorry! Yes, I need help! I need it! And while we’re at it, I need mercy and forgiveness too. I’m sorry!”

 

As Robin prostrated himself, Gabriel, a part of the supreme god, chuckled softly.

 

“You did well, even though it wasn’t something I ordered. I was wondering how you’d handle it, and you made a rather reasonable choice. Well, I plan to stay a bit longer, so keep our meeting a secret. This time, I won’t erase your memory.” With that, Gabriel gently patted Robin’s shoulder.

 

“Huh? Why?”

 

“Hmm…”