An Extra Who Wants To Escape The Obsessive Male Lead - Chapter 99.1
Chapter 99.1
“….!”
The power of the source, which should have scattered after death, remained intact before it slowly rose into the sky and disappeared.
…No, just as she thought it had vanished, she found herself in another place, beyond countless lights and time.
The dream changed.
The next place she saw was her room before the transmigration.
“…I’ll give it a try anyway.”
She saw herself looking at ‘Three Duke Family’ through the cracked screen of her smartphone.
—Thud.
The moment her dream self tapped the screen, the blue light of Krua’s power of source sucked her to it.
—Whoa!
Before she could catch her breath, the dream changed.
* * *
—Thud, thud.
The next moment, I was standing in the middle of a burning house.
“Huh?”
As I thought about it, I heard the sound of something burning. The sound of flames slowly devouring something. The crackling sound of sparks flying.
And…
“…Heat?”
I opened my eyes.
How could the heat feel so vivid in a dream? Even my vision was clear as if I was actually moving in the dream.
And the hands I looked down at—
“…A child’s hands?”
They were the hands of a child, enveloped in blue light. The blue light was so similar to the power of source that Krua had gathered before her death.
What was this?
As I turned my gaze to the side, I saw my reflection in the broken mirror. A young girl with deep purple hair… I thought this was what I would look like if I were about twenty years younger.
My eyes widened.
This dream wasn’t just a nightmare.
The heat I felt, the chaos. It was all real.
I was here.
The dream I had before wasn’t an illusion—a house engulfed in flames, with a black-haired boy kneeling in the middle of it, crying.
“Cough!”
A cough escaped my lips first before I approached the black-haired boy. Would he be able to hear me? Could I even interfere with a dream like this?
Half-heartedly, I called out to the child.
“…Hey.”
The child flinched again.
‘Surely not…’
“Can you hear me?”
The child didn’t raise his head. Instead, he spoke in a voice that suppressed his sobs as much as possible.
“…I can hear you.”
However, it was easy to tell that he was choking back tears.
“But don’t call me. Even if you call, I can’t help you.”
I heard the child’s words barely escape his lips.
“I’m not asking you to help me…”
As I said that, I reached out to the child.
“Then, leave me alone.”
A voice filled with deep despair echoed. I looked at the child. I could feel a faint heat from him.
‘Krua.’
It was the same heat as Diello, who held my hand and called my name. The same, but this one was much weaker… like it was on the other side of a thin wall. No, this wasn’t heat….
It was magic.
That was when my eyes widened.
“Don’t come any closer!”
A sharp voice rang out from outside. I turned to the window. Through the window, which was half blocked by something that had fallen, I could see people moving around.
“How long are you going to keep helping him!”
One thing was for sure was that the people outside knew that the child was trapped inside.
“But, my lord!”
“A boy who can’t even handle a single flame properly is of no use to Argenta anyway!”
I stopped at that voice.
‘…We’re trapped in a fire.’
Diello had said that he didn’t have the power to control fire when he was young and that he had been trapped in a fire. That was why…. He said he didn’t want to be trapped in a fire.
Surely.
“Master!”
“Young master!”
There was chaos outside, and I could see the Argenta people rushing around. Their faces were filled with fear and anxiety.
“He who dares to defy the lord’s orders shall be judged by the flames of Argenta!”
The sharp voice echoed again.
“Brother, this is…!”
“Shut up, Redias!”
The name Redias stuck in my ear.
“Please allow me to put out the fire!”
“I told you to stay still!”
From the situation, it seemed that Redias wanted to rescue this boy, the young Diello, from the fire.
“Ah…”
I looked down at the young Diello in front of me. Even though he flinched at the sounds coming from outside, he didn’t raise his head.
He said he was afraid of being trapped in a fire. He wasn’t hiding his face in his knees to hide his tears. He was probably afraid to face the fire, and the surroundings were all on fire. It meant that the child had nowhere to look.
The six-year-old boy, who couldn’t control the fire, was trembling in the fire.
“Are you just going to stay here?”
At my words, the young Diello buried his face in his knees.
“You get out of here, too.”
It seemed like someone had already escaped.
I looked at Diello.
I was in a dream anyway, so it didn’t matter if I burned. If this heat were real, I would feel pain, but I wouldn’t die. However, young Diello was different.
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