I Will Avoid The Death Flag [It's Published]
13. Two Sided

Warning: There is a brutal murder scene here. If you are horrified by a murder like this, you can skip and read the summary in the writer's note, yes!

I've been thinking, don't ngeyel, yeah.

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The afternoon had already passed when Cioten arrived at the gazebo and vomited a lot of blood. Now is the night where the full moon shines brightly, even its light inserts a window grille in my luxurious room. Not to be arrogant, but the Viten really gave me a magnificent room.

Various doctors had also summoned Viten to a room in the Palace of Happiness so that I could easily access a lot of information since I was living in the same palace.

Cioten had problems with his internal organs, as if they were all not working properly. Rumor has it that Cioten was not blessed by the Sun God so he was seriously ill and had no antidote for his cure. It is said that as time goes by, Cioten's body is gnawed by a disease that will make him die sooner or later.

I'm very sympathetic to the statement about how Cioten is seriously ill.

While Cioten's own request is to roam and manage Matria's home region. The reason was simple, he said he wanted to enjoy life before the death angel picked him up.

I don't know if I should be sympathetic to him or consider him stupid. It was clear his body was dying, and he wanted to suppress himself like that? Isn't that how her body's going to get worse?

However, still, when I thought about how much blood Cioten spewed while in the gazebo, I was goosebumps and scared.

Rather than being referred to as vomiting blood, wouldn't it be referred to as severe bleeding? If I don't overdo it, there might be about one to two quarts of blood spewed out.

I shuddered again just thinking about it.

I leaned on the head of the bed. All three of my servants left me an hour ago after assuming I was asleep.

Sir Derick was supposed to be on guard at my door, but I've gently kicked him out so he'll get enough sleep. Despite being a personal knight of the royal family, it does not mean Sir Derick had to torture himself awake for 24 hours. Isn't that the same as torture?

However, I'm sure that in front of my room there are Sir Derick's subordinates who look after me all night. He's really alert.

Well, I just saw that she was acting sweet, anyway. He's worried about me. Worrying.

I giggled at the thought of Sir Derick's red face.

For some reason, I sensed that Sir Derick was beginning to fall in love with Serethy. Yes, Serethy. The body I entered by the soul of an unlucky office lady. Wouldn't Sir Derick be

fall on Serethy's face sooner or later?

After all, Serethy was a very beautiful girl. It should even be able to slap YJH's face a thousand times because of the beauty of Serethy's face. I do not exaggerate when mentioning that Serethy is the prettiest girl in the entire Asher Kingdom, other women would definitely be considered as potatoes.

Hidhi. Oh my gosh, you son of a bitch.

Thinking about many things at night was my daily routine, even before I transmigrated to the novel [Luka Serethy]. Although sometimes it even frustrates me myself and acute insomnia.

This is what I'm going through right now.

Serethy's body was very sleepy, but my soul was still awake.

I'm having trouble sleeping.

Sighing, I decided to go down the soft bed which was very comfortable.

Checking the closet, I found a beautiful purple scarf. Simple, but elegant looking. The material of the scarf was expensive silk. And I heard, the purple fragment of this century is said to be very expensive.

That's because, just to produce one gram of purple, it takes nine to ten thousand Bolinus Blandaris sea slugs that can only be found in the Mediterranean sea, in the Tyre region. That's very expensive. However, the kingdom has a lot of money to make transactions that make my stomach wrapped around. So, seeing purple in my closet made me feel better after imagining how drained Viten's money was after buying this.

Without a second thought, I put on the shawl and opened the door to my room.

I grimaced immediately when I realized that there was really one knight, who seemed to be a high-ranking knight standing guard in front of my room.

"Where is the Princess going?" ask the red-haired knight. I consider it a Figuran A.

His face was very flat and expressionless, typical of Figuran A.

"I couldn't sleep and decided to go for a walk."

"Can't, Princess. It's late" replied Figuran A without raising or lowering his voice.

I snorted in annoyance. "I am the Princess, just do what I want. Or I will tell Your Majesty or Sir Derick that you are not doing your duty well" I said, then passed by the body of the sculpting knight.

I sniggered in my heart. He is easily persuaded by power. I just pointed out that I was the Princess and she directly followed me behind obediently.

Surely the order Sir Derick gave Figuran A was only limited to "keeping the Princess", so that I could command the rest as long as she took good care of me.

I then walked around the classic wide hallway slowly. Enjoy this moment. It was a strange moment, but real.

No matter how many times it was seen, these huge passageways were extremely beautiful and majestic. It really washes the eyes. Makes my mood better.

The intricate carvings on the walls make me wonder if they were manually carved or if there was a technology of its own in this medieval era?

If it were carved manually, wouldn't anyone be so talented? And if it's carved using technology, the people who created it are also very talented.

There are also many paintings that I don't want to guess how much they cost, because if I knew, I would have passed out. There are also statues of various sizes, empty jars and vases, as if hunga for display. Then velvet chairs were placed in every corner of the hallway. I wonder who would want to sit there casually?

My footsteps involuntarily led me further towards the Palace of Happiness. Even I started to enter the place where I had not visited because of the vastness of this palace.

Of course I avoided the path to Viten's study and room, it was a way that I wouldn't get caught in trouble.

"Ho, you wild bastard."

I gasped when I heard a piercing cold voice.

I suddenly shook as a chill came out from one of the rooms where the door was not tightly closed. The light of the candle shimmered and penetrated through the doorway.

However, I don't know what makes my feet even step towards the room with the door slightly open.

I almost rewarded myself as the most stupid person in the world.

I wanted to scream to myself to stop my foot from stepping on its own.

"Kneel down, you useless bastard."

I glared at the scene in the room.

It was full .. blood. I almost threw up if I didn't hold it.

However, I'm afraid. Shit, this is fucking shit.

There, the person behind the door, it was someone I knew.

The black-haired man stepped on the head of whoever was prostrating on the floor to the sound of crutches! Did his skull fracture?

Plus, his entire outfit was already bathed in wounds and blood was still flowing from every wound that seemed to be sourced from a knife or dagger scratch.

The prostrate was the only survivor still alive in the midst of the dead. Is correct. There are a lot of bodies around the two people I'm looking at right now.

They all seem to be dead. Judging from how many deep scratch wounds there were, it seemed like they died from being tortured first until their blood was drained from the body. They died horribly.

Did Serethy also die like this in the novel?

I could see all the scenes in the room clearly because not just one or two candles were lit, but there are many candles that glow in various corners of the room so that the room is clearly visible.

"Ma-I'm sorry, Yang M-Mulia," said whoever had his head still trampled.

The black-haired man only muttered a little dissatisfied, then pressed his feet deeper into anyone's head.

"Akh!" Moans started to sound, while his forehead started to bleed due to the pressure from the back of his head. "Pardon me, Your Majesty! I'm guilty! Forgive me! I'm so stupid! Forgive my stupidity, Your Majesty! Let me live!"

The black haired man only sighed boredly.

"You're boring, yeah. Your word is nothing else? That sentence was both said by the dozens of people behind you."

The man pulled out a dagger from the pocket of his shirt, which seemed to be him collecting many daggers behind his shirt.

The dagger shimmered and imagined the face of the perpetrator as a result of the candlelight, before the dagger pierced the neck of the prostrate.

"Akhich!" With a single shout, whoever that person was seemed to be was already dead. It was evident from how the black-haired man kept stabbing his head to shreds, but the man who was stabbed did not give a meaningful reaction. She die. Just like that.

Fresh blood instantly shot out from the shattered head, mostly splashing onto the main culprit on his face and clothes.

"Haha. Oh my God, you're dying so easily."

Prangs.

The dagger full of blood was thrown into another pile of daggers in the corner of the room.

My body vibrates. It is a survival instinct. I have to step back if I want to live. I have to run as far away from this psychopathic room as possible so I can live tomorrow. I had to avoid the man so I could breathe a sigh of relief.

"Tu-Mr Princess."

Brucks.

I retreated and accidentally hit Figuran A's chest.

Supposedly, the impact sounds were faint, but the night was where the sound sounded louder than it should.

"Who's there?"

I could hear footsteps from inside the room.

My body trembled violently, Figuran A also tried to lift my body so that we could escape.

However, before we could escape and my body was lifted by Figuran A, the door of the psychopathic room opened and displayed a sinister blood red iris.

His entire face was covered in red blood dripping onto the floor, let alone his black shirt which had now turned even more concentrated in color.

Tests.

"Oh, I have a guest?" The black haired man smiled widely. "Welcome to my private room, Princess. I didn't expect you to visit so my clothes are like this. Isn't it very rude to meet someone with a bad appearance?"

When I heard the man speak, it felt like my soul had diminished by a thousand years.

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Summary:

Serethy had trouble sleeping and decided to take a walk in the Palace of Happiness, accompanied by a purple scarf, and Figuran A who was a temporary replacement for Sir Derick who was told by Serethy to get his rest after 24 hours of guarding.

On the way, Serethy found a black-haired man killing people in a room filled with corpses.

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is there anyone who is celebrated even though? well? well? that's your risk anyway ... I've been commemorating and you guys are taking. cape huh? see you in the next chapter, yes! wait, I just realized that this is really a cliffhanger! HAHAHA.