“Damn it, truly outrageous.”

In the end, my resentment erupted. To have killed all the orphanage children. The humanity of those who talk about problems rather than mourn is beyond comprehension.

My hands moved faster and faster. So, was Helleon silently following Rediak’s words?

Trying to protect the children, even sealing himself? So, he wasn’t punished as an accomplice of Rediak. The missing pieces were gradually explained by this diary.

Of course, Ken looked at me with a slightly surprised expression due to the curse I spat out, but I awkwardly smiled, shook his hand, and Ken, once again, looked straight at me with a determined expression. I, in turn, reopened the diary.

On December 31, 234,

My master called for me. The situation was not good. Someone pushed it.

My master said so. I am the only one he trusts.

So, he told me to take all his possessions and go to another country.

I was the only disciple left alive. Fortunately. Since there were no other disciples, the master relied on me. I did well to feed poison to the Xs who seemed likely to live long. That unlucky X is not a disciple but a slave.

So, I immediately organized the master’s property and headed to a neighboring country. And I heard a rumor. The master was accused and expelled from the Tower for researching fake immortality.

He was even stripped of all his powers.

My pitiful master. I brought him to the Fellua Empire. From now on, the master and I will live together here for the rest of our lives. The master is mine.

It gives me chills.

For other disciples to die… not just Rediak but also Perfectra. I suspected it since he said he made the orphanage children die…

On March 7, 235,

This can’t be. The master fell for a woman. Since coming to the Fellua Empire, the master, who said he was having a hard time, brought in several women. One of them had the master’s child.

No. The master is mine. This can’t be.

But the master ignored me, married that woman, and left me.

Now, there is someone else by the master’s side. Unforgivable. I want to kill her.

So, I killed her. Since the child in her womb had the master’s blood, I made it drink the poison that was fed to the other disciples in the Tower as soon as it was born. It was ridiculous to see it vomit blood and die.

So, who dares to covet? The master is mine.

And afterward, Perfectra’s obsession became even more intense than before.

On May 10, 235,

A child was born. The master’s child. I didn’t like the dense crying sound of the child. A child with a silver hair and a gold coin. I didn’t like the appearance of the child that resembled that woman, not the master.

The master’s sorrow ended long ago. The master, who considered himself the priority, didn’t care about the child. So, he left it at the orphanage. Well, since it looked pretty like the master, it will probably be adopted on its own.

Since it had the master’s blood, I spared its life without killing it. I am truly compassionate.

On November 29, 236,

The master is still busy playing with women.

I don’t care. Does the master only love me? Although I met and married any woman, and even had a child, nothing changed. Why don’t you have any feelings for me? He even congratulated me.

Why won’t you love me? I can’t stand it anymore. The master is mine.

Now, I must make him completely mine.

My mood became cold.

The diary shouldn’t end, but the diary is almost finished.

Why. Why?

With trembling hands, I turned the last page.

On December 31, 236,

It was a perfect day to honor the master.

While the master’s body left the world, he will always be by my side.

I made a transparent coffin in the mansion and placed the master there. The adjacent spot was empty.

Now, you can’t see anyone else.
“Your blue eyes will only look at me entirely.

Let’s continue together from now on. My god. My everything.

But do you know that?

To pull you out of the Tower, to completely possess you, I exposed everything. If immortality continues, I will die faster, and then I won’t be able to have you.

Now, within an entirely eternal time, it’s just the two of us. My eternal master.”

The story ended like that.

It was a creepy story to the extent that my hands trembled. I stared at the diary silently for a long time, unable to recover from the shock.

The rumor that Rediak lived well in another country was true. Anyway, he escaped to another country, lived with women, got married, and even had children.

But the end of an evildoer was to be killed by the disciple he trusted.

What about another evildoer, Perfectra?

“Ken.”

“Yes.”

“I need to go to Teslo. There are stories I want to hear and things to say to him.”

“I will prepare right away.”

It couldn’t be overlooked like this. Rediak was an evildoer, but Perfectra was also a formidable evildoer. So, I became curious about what he had to say.

So, I got up right away. Cherty was standing outside.

“I’ll be out for a while, Shasha, take care of yourself.”