Chapter 143: Words in the Letter (2)

“Decalane and Kagan Luna.”

…Sylvia’s words conveyed a memory to me. Old films flashed by in a chain, revealing scenes I didn’t know yet.

—Son, she wasn’t the perfect companion for you.

Decalane’s voice rose like a ripple, sparking emotions that ran wildly and ripped through my chest. It was a torrent that became the catalyst for Deculein.

“…”

However, I knew. That this, too, would just pass. The history and facts of the past did not have any effect on me in the present. My ego, composed of both Deculein and Kim Woojin, was designed that way. Sylvia continued.

“But you misunderstood that it was Iliade’s work. That’s why you sent that Demon’s Letter to my mother.”

Deculein returned the letter to Iliade to save his fiancée, but it didn’t work. Sierra was already dying from her disease.

“Yes, I did.”

“…Knowing everything, why didn’t you tell Epherene?”

Kagan Luna, Deculein’s former assistant, and Epherene’s father. Several memories of being with him were coming back. Was this the process of assimilation with Deculein?

“Decalane didn’t want that woman to be my companion and ordered Kagan to send her the letter.”

I would accept the memory alone, however, as Kim Woojin, not Deculein. It would not rekindle that old grudge from the past.

“But I don’t know if Kagan knew the identity of the letter at the time.”

“…”

“You worked hard, Sylvia. In your way.”

Sylvia clenched her fists. I let my eyes slide over her small fist than to her eyes again.

“Everything you said is right.”

“Hmph.”

Sylvia remained expressionless and cynical. I picked up the staff I had left by the bed and grabbed my copy of Blue Eyes. Now, this would be enough.

“Take a rest.”

I stood. There was nothing more to say. She was a proud child who uncovered the truth about her mother.

…But.

“Don’t go.”

A tone unusual for her caught me. It was extremely dry but equally desperate.