I Don’t Need a Guillotine for My Revolution Chapter 243

Episode 243 Abyss Crusade – Last Stand (2)

After Pierre de Lafayette leaves.

“Ugh…”

Eris, who was lying on the bed, covered her mouth with her hand and twisted her body.

After writhing in pain for a while, Eris slowly removed her hand from her mouth and looked at the dark red blood staining her hand with blank eyes.

The aura that Bael, probably the leader of the demons, had sent out with his sword was an aura, but I instinctively realized that it was not just an aura.

It shattered Eris’ divine power and dissipated as if its energy had run out.

At least Pierre and other soldiers must have thought so.

But in reality, that wasn’t the case.

The sword strike that destroyed the divine power tracked down the caster and tore into Eris.

If the realization had been a little late, Eris might have been torn to pieces right before Pierre’s eyes.

Eris recalled the eerie sensation as if her soul had been cut, and unconsciously wrapped her hands around her trembling body.

The thought of having to face that fear again is terrifying.

“Ugh….”

Because it hurts and I’m scared.

Eris wiped away the tears falling down her cheeks with her hand.

Some people think that she knows no fear and does not care about her own life.

In reality, that is not the case.

When Eris feels pain, it is equally painful, and she always has to try to calm her trembling heart whenever she stands on the battlefield where she is in danger.

“…your majesty.”

Eris was shocked, but then smiled as she accepted the wet towel handed to her by Sir Beaumont.

“Thank you, Uncle Frank.”

“Are you okay?”

Without answering, Eris took a towel and wiped her eyes and her dirty hands.

Instead of asking further, Lord Beaumont said something else.

“I guess I’m quite old too. Although he is a royal knight in name, he is always slower than the Marquis de Lafayette. After all, youth is good. haha. Should I retire soon?”

Eris answered with rolling eyes.

“Wow, are you going to run away alone, leaving me alone as queen? “How many times have we suffered together?”

“Hehe, since I’ve been working for free, I might change my mind if Her Majesty the Queen compensates me with my wages.”

Eris groaned.

“You all know that even if you spend it on charity, there won’t be much left. Ugh, but if I squeeze it in, it’ll be a little bit?”

“I am losing money by serving such a frugal queen. As a subject, I dare to apologize, but it is problematic for Her Majesty the Queen, who is an evil boss, to accuse the Marquis of being a fraud-”

“Ack! “That’s a joke!”

When Eris finally couldn’t stand it anymore and screamed loudly, Sir Beaumont smiled and asked.

“…Are you feeling a little better?”

Eris was finally able to smile a little.

“thank you.”

Sir Beaumont answered with a smile.

There was an uncomfortable silence for a while.

The knight who had protected her mother and her from the palace a long time ago slowly opened his mouth.

“How about resting during this battle?”

I want to do that.

Eris smiled as she answered only in her mind.

But even now, the battle continues outside.

The sound of gunfire and the footsteps of messengers running in a hurry never cease.

Those who have already lost their will to fight once are fighting like that, and the person who made it happen cannot remain silent.

Perhaps even Lord Beaumont and Uncle Frank don’t know.

I guess I said what I had to say even though I knew it.

Eris quietly looked at Lord Beaumont and smiled.

“Uncle Frank.”

“yes?”

“thank you.”

“…Don’t just say thank you in words, Your Majesty, without listening to what I say.”

Eris just smiled.

He is clearly looking at his mother, not Eris herself.

I also know that, except for the hair and eye color, I look exactly like my mother.

Still, I know that if it weren’t for him, I wouldn’t have been able to smile like I do now.

Even in my previous life, which wasn’t that happy, I was able to get there because he was there.

Eris slowly closed her eyes and rested, then opened her eyes when she heard very characteristic and familiar footsteps.

“excuse me. “Your Majesty, Lord Beaumont.”

Christine Dakiten entered the barracks and politely bowed.

Eris was once again impressed by how natural the military ceremony, which was performed in an admiral’s uniform rather than a lady’s dress, was as if it had originally been hers.

“Welcome, Count. You must be busy managing the rear and supply…”

“Because it’s my job too.”

Christine answered simply, came closer and placed the box she had brought on Eris’ bedside.

“It is a sacred power amplification crystal. “We tried to secure as much as we could, but with all of the Magic Tower’s core forces deployed, the limit was four.”

“thank you. “I know you worked hard to secure it.”

Christine smiled lightly after hearing what Eris said, but quickly erased it and opened her mouth.

“I’m sure you know this since you write it yourself, Your Majesty. Any force that goes beyond the vessel of the body becomes poison. Even if it is divine power, there is no difference as long as it is operated based on magical power.”

Divine power is the power to help people by borrowing the power of God through magical power. However, even if the power is beneficial to those who receive it, it ultimately becomes a burden to the person who consumes the magic power.

Moreover, amplification crystals are ultimately a means of harnessing power that one cannot control. Eris is also aware that the crazy high the body feels when using it is similar to that of drugs.

The spirit is ecstatic, but in the end, it is no different from cutting off one’s life.

“…i know. “Thank you for your concern, Count.”

Christine Daquiten let out a small sigh, but did not say anything like refraining from writing.

Eris was going to use it anyway, and Christine knew that and saved it for her. No, it would probably be more correct to say that I saved Pierre de Lafayette because I hoped he would help me at least by using this.

Nevertheless, having to warn her in the end revealed Christine’s personality, so Eris smiled and reached out and took Christine’s hand.

“…your majesty.”

Although I was shocked, my hands that were not thrown away were warm.

No, in fact, Eris realized that her hands were much colder and smiled sheepishly.

“I am sincere when I say thank you. “This will definitely save more people.”

“Your Majesty is always full of faith.”

Christine said that, but Eris just laughed.

In reality, that is not the case.

If it weren’t for the many people who believed in her, Eris would have been defeated long ago.

Because she did not have faith in herself, she acted passively but could not completely ignore herself, and as a result, she faced the end of her life as a witch at the guillotine.

“It may not be appropriate to talk about it now, but I like your Majesty…”

Christine Daquiten was about to say something, but closed her mouth and shook her head.

“No, Your Majesty. “I made a mistake.”

Christine didn’t say it, but…

– she was jealous.

Eris, who knew even without hearing, hugged Christine tightly.

“Huh, Your Majesty?”

“I really like Christine.”

Christine was frozen for a while and then asked a very brief question.

“Why?”

Some people praise Eris as if she were a noble, lustless, and flawless saint.

In reality, that is not the case.

She also likes sweet fruits, enjoys delicious meals, and sometimes imagines herself in a beautiful, extravagant dress like a painting.

Her insistence on wearing white robes, which are not very flashy for her status as a saint and queen, is nothing more than a reminder of her own mindset.

Just as Christine Daquiten was reluctant and jealous of Eris, Eris was also quite envious of Christine.

A lady that everyone can admire and a capable person, but also someone who can be honest about her feelings and give everything for the one she cherishes the most.

This person is the complete opposite of Eris.

Christine does not sympathize with Eris’s ideals and is rather wary of them. I’m afraid that Pierre might become disillusioned with Christine because of Eris.

Despite this, Christine always actively protected and supported Eris. Just because Pierre de Lafayette wants it.

That alone is enough to suppress all of your emotions and do your best to help.

In that sense, Christine is extremely similar to Eris.

“…and I’m so sorry. “To both of you.”

“….”

Christine may not have understood the meaning, but Eris purely thought so.

Pierre de Lafayette probably or definitely not.

He is the person who returned due to the origin of Eris.

It was not an invocation posted for Pierre de Lafayette.

Anyone, even Eris herself, would have cared if she wanted to change this ending. A wish that was posted without any expectations that it would come true.

However, the origin was fulfilled and almost all of Eris’s history leading up to her death was changed.

Because of just one person’s struggle and the changes that came about from that struggle.

Pierre de Lafayette found Eris at a moment when she was not even aware of it and changed countless things.

We have been fighting non-stop until now. Probably more fights, harsher and fiercer than the life in which he faced death.

This is a person I have never met in my previous life.

Because we were strangers to each other, to the point where we had heard each other’s names once or twice.

The person you love is in such dire straits simply because you posted a prayer expressing your own injustice and sadness at the moment of death.

Knowing that you are fighting for your life at this very moment.

What will Christine accuse Eris of?

Eris mocked herself.

What a fraudster. I know the truth.

The accusations she had jokingly thrown at him before regaining her memories were in fact so misleading that they were absurd.

Even if it was his prayer that he raised in a pure sense, that is why he had to fight so hard.

Even now that I know that, I rely on his struggle and hope for a slightly better future.

Rather than a saint, isn’t she closer to a witch who controls knights?

“That’s strange.”

Eris’ self-mocking thoughts were broken by Christine’s voice.

“yes?”

“A relationship where each person mistakenly thinks they are using the other and feels sorry for them.”

“What is that?”

While Eris was absent-mindedly muttering, Christine smiled brightly, tapped Eris’s hand to loosen it, and took a step back.

“Does Her Majesty the Queen regret the path she has taken so far?”

“…no.”

“Then let me ask you. Do you think Pierre will regret the path he has taken so far? Do you think someone like that can fight like that?”

While Eris was speechless, Christine showed courtesy to Eris.

Compared to when I first came, he greeted me in a slightly more appropriate and somewhat rude manner and smiled.

“I think you two should be grateful to each other, not sorry. “Then I have a lot of work to do, so I’ll just leave.”

Christine turned her back and walked away, then glanced back at Eris and said.

“I would like to add that I am happiest when I do my best for Pierre and when he does his best for me.”

“….”

“I believe that Your Majesty will do the best she can for Pierre and for all those who trust and follow her.”

Christine just left the barracks.

After a while, Lord Beaumont exhaled.

“Keuhum khum. Anyway, the couple is like a storm….”

“Ahaha.”

He was then taken aback when he saw Eris bursting into laughter.

“your majesty?”

I see

Actually, I don’t want to be called a saint.

I don’t even want to try to be an example to everyone.

Sometimes I just want to have fun, eat delicious food, and enjoy life comfortably.

It’s scary and scary.

Nevertheless, we fought.

Because I have power. Since I was born, I have been taught that the things I have enjoyed come from people and must be repaid.

Because the person who returned from his origin fought so desperately, he feels guilty about it.

Even if I didn’t want to, as a queen and as someone who leads people.

Because we must fulfill our responsibility to give them a better future.

however.

-Marquis, are you happy?

Pierre de Lafayette has already given an answer to that question.

-You seem happy.

Pierre de Lafayette is fighting.

Christine Daquiten is also fighting.

Not for Eris herself, but for themselves.

Others are fighting too. To give them a better future.

Eris got up from her seat.

God listened to her prayer, which she did not expect to hear.

The scene I saw at the guillotine at that time changed the tragic ending.

then.

-If I work hard and everyone becomes a little happier.

Even the childish hopes she had from her childhood.

-Then, one day, in front of those who went before us. …You can be proud in front of your mother.

You must be watching.

Eris picked up the crystal that Christine had left behind.

“Uncle Frank.”

“I will serve you, Your Majesty.”

Eris smiled at him and said.

“It’s the first and the last.”

“yes?”

“Thank you, Dad, for raising me until now.”

Eris ran past Frank, who was speechless.

And as soon as he saw the huge aura coming from the other side, he stretched out his hand and

prayed while holding the crystal in his hand.

Please pray for everyone struggling for the future.

Your blessing.