Forced Marriage: Thirteenth Wife
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In the evening Elios stood before Arkas and Eris.

This matter was entirely brought to Arkas. Whatever his decision about Elios is ahead, Arkas is allowed to choose anything, Elios' death or his freedom.

"Ten years." Arkas leaned against his chair, choosing to stare at the ceiling.

Things are spinning in Arkas' head now. Unstoppable resentment towards Elios, an unstoppable longing for Eirene, a rejection of loss, a responsibility as Narendra, Eris's sacrifice for herself and Roxanne's cries that messed up a fact.

"It took ten years to say it wasn't your fault, Elios?"

"true."

Either Elios knows or doesn't think about it, but does he think Arkas believes that stupid lie? Even if it was Eris and Arkas, Elios would not have spent ten years lying.

He has always and probably hitherto believed wholeheartedly that it was his fault. Though it may not be, Elios himself decided it was his fault.

"I didn't touch Eri when the dagger was stuck in his chest. I didn't even look. How's that my fault?"

It was his fault that he loved her so much. Arkas and Elios thought the same thing. But Arkas certainly did not think of what Elios now thought.

"Sister Roxanne will water the oil on a dry tree called Arkas" a person said before the meeting.

Elios looked at Arkas who was still looking up instead of looking at him. Then on Eris who was still standing next to Arkas. They probably wouldn't have expected the little devil to move wildly everywhere.

"Many." Elios was willing to tell her how the devil came to her. "I thought you'd keep hiding behind Roxanne. I almost believe that you keep that woman's affection."

Sanya grinned. "It was so at first." He doesn't speak politely. "But Sanya changed her mind. Big brother deviated from Sanya's expectations."

"But you didn't throw it away but rather adapted to it?"

"true."

Elios looked at the demon with interest. "Sweet little girl. You came to me, letting the identity of even your intentions be known, even if you knew that later you would also die at my hands?"

"Sanya ... very happy to think about everything." Sanya was flushed red like a child who saw a new toy twitching mysteriously. "Just happy, Elios, at anything. You want to kill Sanya, Roxanne wants Sanya dead, Eris confirms herself as the grim reaper of Sanya—weirdo. Very quaint. Why is Sanya's heart pounding enthusiastically?"

Because he's a demon.

Well, Elios felt it was inappropriate to say it but because of his fellow demons, Elios could see. Sanya is a real madman.

And that crazy person is looking at everything as a toy. I'm pretty happy playing with a crazy guy like him.

"Arc." Elios smiled exactly as Sanya did. "Eri stabbed her heart in front of me, not yours."

The man is petrified. As Sanya said, she was a dry tree that had been watered with oil. Now Elios' job is to burn everything.

"He knows if he does it in front of you, then I will blame you and rebel from Narendra. I will kill you one by one until my revenge is complete. Eri would know and he wouldn't. Because I'm her cruel and emotional twin, not hearted like Eri."

The look on Arkas's face now was enough to make Elios not regret letting Sanya. The look of the face was tormented and much more tormented than Elios.

"That's why he chose me, not you. He hopes you understand that his death must be accepted. That the decision was the best, regardless of anything," Elios said.

The more and more Elios spoke, the more visible the fire grew around Arcas.

"Obviously he didn't think that the first brother he relied on in the end took a useless decision. Separating the twin that Eri loved only because he was jealous."

A strong wind blew in front of Elios. His head slightly retreated from its initial position, staring at the tip of the display sword that was pointing at him.

Eris, the man who pointed the sword, seemed ready to slash Elios.

"Arkas' beloved cat always growls if his master is harassed." Elios laughs. "My brother is a fanatic."

The anger first appeared on Eris's face. "Shut your mouth, you fucking brat."

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