Transmigrated Into A Tragic Romance Fantasy-Chapter 70: Lugan Village (1)

After eating the meal Ariel had prepared, Lumia fell asleep once more, while we gathered around the campfire to discuss the current situation.

“Oh....So you are saying that... Deron tried to kill the Duchess and fled after failing...”

“What a dreadful thing, how could someone commit such a despicable act?”

Based on what we had learned from Lumia, the general situation was relayed, and also,

“It seems that Deron might be hunting her as well.”

The likely future was also shared.

“What...? Is he trying to kill her?”

“I assume so.”

I nodded at Ariel’s question.

As we talked, Rachel looked at the sleeping Lumia and opened her mouth.

“If we don’t help her, she’ll either starve to death or be killed.”

“That seems to be the case.”

If the Grand Ducal family isn’t taking any action, then Lumia’s death is practically an unofficial decree.

Deron must be hunting her fervently.

Of course, whether the Grand Ducal Family is pursuing Deron, or had they already captured him remains unknown.

It would be nice if that was the case, but even so, leaving Lumia to die in this forsaken land showed a clear lack of human decency.

“B-But...Why have we never heard of this? If the Duchess’s situation is so dire, the entire North should be in uproar.”

“...Probably because the Grand Duke is keeping things under wraps.”

“Why would his Grace do that...?”

There was no answer to Rendler’s question.

Only the Grand Ducal Family would likely know the answer to such a question.

This silence must have been a direct decision by Logan Winterfell, the Grand Duke himself.

The only certain thing was that if we don’t help her now, Lumia will die a lonely death in this forsaken land.

However, with the looming danger that was Deron Caelid, aiding her could potentially endanger my party.

I looked at Lumia’s sleeping form.

Her arms and legs were covered in bruises and wounds.

It was hard to even look at her.

She, a victim of violence and abuse had her hopes crushed, nearly meeting a lonely death in this forsaken land.

Even my past life, marked by hardship, felt insignificant compared to Lumia’s plight.

It seemed as though the world was conspiring to forcefully tear her down.

And that made me feel a bit guilty since my actions contributed to her tragic fate.

“Well, what do you guys think we should do?”

After asking this, I looked towards my party, as Rachel was the first one to respond.

“If there are pursuers, we should avoid staying in one place for too long.”

Then, Rendler also pitched in.

“A hunter mentioned a large village called Lugan not far from here. It might be best to buy a carriage there and take the Duchess with us. The carriage would help us avoid prying eyes at least.”

Finally, Ariel nodded her head as she spoke.

“Um! If it’s a large village we might find some good medicine there. We can even brew a healing potion with them!”

Their responses seemed to ignore any sort of danger related to helping Lumia.

Now that was the question, wasn’t it?

To help her or not.

Since my companions had already dismissed the latter option, and were even providing solutions on ‘how’ to help, I smiled relieved.

It seems my worries were unwarranted.

“Good. If everyone agrees with this, let us move immediately.”

Whether to bring Lumia to Logan Winterfell was a problem for later.

We still had to hear her opinion after all.

But for now, the priority was to move her to a safe location and prepare ourselves for potential danger.

We could always listen to her thoughts once we were there.

With the discussion concluded, we packed up the campsite and headed straight for the village called Lugan.

Each of us shouldering our own burdens.

**

《Die.》

I’m going to die...

《Hurry up and die. Your death will help everyone.》

I know...

I know that...

Just...Don’t rush me...

《You’re just a burden. Why do you refuse to die? Do you wish to lose someone dear to you again?》

......I don’t want to lose anyone.

Not anymore.

No one.

《Yes. That’s why you should die already. The longer you live, the more pain you’ll bring to those you hold dear. Do you really wish to live by bringing a tragedy to their lives?》

No...

I don’t want to.

That’s why I ran away.

So,

Please...

Stop tormenting me......

《What are you waiting for? There’s no need to drag this out. Just jump off a cliff or slash your wrists with a piece of glass.》

......I’m not in a hurry.

I’m all alone after all.

There’s no one left.

《So now that you’ve consumed the life of others you want to live? That’s really pathetic, even for you.》

I’m dying...

It would be long now...

So,

Please...

Let me rest in peace......

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《You really have no shame, do you? Because of your cursed existence, Ronica died. And as if that wasn’t enough, you took Marien’s life as well! And yet, you...Still want to live?》

It’s not like I chose to be cursed.

It’s not my fault.

I was just four years old.

Just a four-year-old who didn’t even know who I was.

A toddler who didn’t even know what a curse was, who didn’t even know what the Ghoul tribe was!

《So what? That doesn’t change the fact that you’re a cursed existence. It’s your fault that Ronica and Marien died.》

......Ha.

Yes.

That’s right.

I killed them.

And now I’m dying too.

So, what more do you even want?

《You want to rest in peace, don’t you? There’s a simpler way to do it.》

......Fine.

I’ll die.

If that’s what you want.

《That’s right. Pick that glass shard and slash your wrists. End it all now. No more suffering. No more pain. No more misery. That’s all you have ever wanted, isn’t it?》

...

......

.........

《Why are you hesitating? You’re a funny one, you know? Do you seriously want to live? Even after all you’ve done?》

Sob...

《All this time you kept preaching you wanted to die, didn’t you? Well, death is within reach now, just do it.》

Hic....Sob...

I’m scared...

Death is so terrifying...

And wanting to die because you’re happy and... sob... dying because it’s hard to live are different...

No one is happy to die...

Sob...

I...Just wanted to live...Like everyone else...

《Oh? That’s a cute dream you have...But don’t you know? You can never be happy. You’re not meant to live. That’s your fate.》

Sob...

I,

I want to live...

I..

Wanted to live...

I’m not even hoping to be happy.

Just...

I just wanted to live without this pain...

Just like Marien wanted...

To live without suffering.

So,

Please...

Stop telling me to die...

Because I’m not dying just because you want to...

I’m already dying anyway...

Alone,

Fading away......

*My eyes opened.

Ever since that day, I have been plagued with this endless tug of war with that voice conjured by my broken mind.

For some reason, I felt like I was floating.

My vision was still blurry.

The lush forest swayed like waves.

Rising up and down.

It’s like I was flying in the sky.

I was warm.

Like I was being held by something.

Something incredibly warm, and as I leaned on it, I started hearing things.

“Is that it?”

“Ah, I can already see the village. Thank goodness our pace was quick! I would rather avoid walking in the night, hahaha-.”

“...Rendler? While it’s nice to see you happy...Next time...I hope you will avoid taking the lead.”

“Haha, haha...I’m sorry, My Lord...I thought that way would be a shortcut...?”

What was happening?

Why do I feel like I am floating, and why am I so warm?

It doesn’t seem like I’m next to a fire.

It also doesn’t feel like the warmth of the sun.

What is this warmth?

And why is it carrying me?

Who is the owner of those sturdy arms holding me up?

“My Lord? I can carry her for you, should you be too tired.”

“...Now? When we are almost inside the village? Teacher...Are you trying to set your spoon when I already set the whole table?” 1

“...That’s unfortunate.”

“Really?! Dame Rachel! If it’s unfortunate...Then carry me-! M-My legs are killing me!”

“I only help my students. Maybe if you wish to be my pupil as well...”

“Ahahaha-. My legs got better all of a sudden!”

Their voices were so cheerful.

It was like my filthy ears which had only heard crying sounds for days were being cleansed.

The warmth from the arms supporting me felt like a cozy embrace, melting away all the dreadful past days where I suffered under the biting cold.

“......”

Sniff-.

Tears welled up.

Everything I saw was beautiful.

Everything I heard sounded cheerful.

Everything I felt was warm.

My tears continued to gather.

Even when I refused their help, their insistence felt so...wonderful...So much so that it was almost disgusting.

As such, more tears welled up.

With no other choice, I, Lumia Winterfell, buried my face into that broad wall of warmth and cried quietly.

“......”

And then,

Standing at the back of the group, Elden Raphelion silently slowed down his pace, letting Lumia cry comfortably as he distanced himself from the others.

Allowing her to cry freely.

Letting her pour out the sorrow burrowed in her heart.

So, after adjusting his hold on Lumia, Elden slowly walked towards the village’s entrance.

Scrunch-.

Scrunch-.

1. it's a saying. So it means like someone else set the table to prepare the meal and you brought your spoon as if you can eat from it too even tho you had no part in preparing it. It's about piggybacking on another's efforts/reaping the rewards for which you didn't work