Confined Together with the Horror Game’s Male Lead - Chapter 126
Chapter 126
Translator: Yonnee
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Dietrich stared at me silently. In his hand, the excerpt of S’s diary that I had glimpsed earlier.
“You came to kill me, yet you listened to what I said.”
I knew he was being manipulated, but the current situation was still frustrating.
I could somewhat understand how Dietrich felt when he was first trapped in this mansion.
Isn’t it similar, being attacked while doing nothing?
I touched my hair. How could I get this around his wrist?
“How did you escape?”
“Was it not you who claimed I’m an undead? This is a piece of cake for me.”
“Someone from the outside opened it for you. Do you have an accomplice?”
I realized one more thing.
The current Dietrich doesn’t remember Noah.
“What are you doing, Dietrich! Hurry and kill that woman!”
“Yeah! We agreed to catch and kill her this time.”
Influenced by their words, Dietrich gripped his sword. But he couldn’t bring himself to harm me, and the sword’s tip didn’t point at me.
The undead began whispering increasingly extreme words into Dietrich’s ear.
“Are you planning to abandon us ‘again’?”
“We still remember. It’s because of your weak decision that we died.”
“You should have protected us! We died because you couldn’t protect us!”
“Dietrich, if those are your friends, you sure have great friends.”
“What do you mean by that?”
It was exactly as written in the book.
These were Dietrich’s traumas. Attacking his vulnerable points.
True to Dietrich’s nature, he seemed to carry guilt for not being able to protect his friends.
Whoever’s controlling these undead clearly exploits that weakness.
One thing I don’t understand is why they made me Dietrich’s former lover.
Wouldn’t it be easier to demonize me from the start?
“Listen to what they’re saying. They’re blaming you for everything that happened to them. Isn’t it convenient? Someone else now takes the fall for their mistakes.”
“You demon! That’s not it! We died because Dietrich couldn’t protect us!”
“Why should Dietrich have protected you?”
“……”
“Survival is up to each person. You should blame yourself for not being able to stay alive. Did Dietrich kill you?”
The undead froze in unison.
“You have nothing to say, do you?”
“…Stop, stop it.”
Even at this moment, this foolish man was trying to protect the undead who were gaslighting him.
His sword’s tip pointed at me.
‘Strong will? What a joke.’
It’s a phrase that doesn’t suit Dietrich at all.
This raises one question.
When Erik attacked me, the mansion protected me.
Will it do the same this time?
“Fine. Cook me, rip me apart, do as you wish.”
I pushed my hair behind my ear and approached him.
“You foolish man.”
Calling him calmly, I stood close enough for our breaths to mingle.
“You said you’d protect ‘them’. What you need to do isn’t killing me here.”
I grabbed Dietrich’s wrist arbitrarily. He tried to pull away in surprise, but I dug my nails into his hand and held tight.
“Listen to me carefully.”
I slowly wrapped my hair around Dietrich’s wrist.
“You’re smart. You have judgment. You’re not a child. So figure out what the truth is. Just because your memory was manipulated doesn’t mean you’ve lost your judgment.”
I don’t know what happened before Dietrich entered this mansion.
But I can tell he spent a long time wallowing in self-pity and wasting time.
“…Charlotte.”
In that moment, a spark of clarity appeared in Dietrich’s once-dull eyes.
“…I.”
He began to speak when—
“Dietrich!”
An undead nearby shouted his name harshly.
“I followed you into that battlefield because I trusted you!”
“……”
“I trusted only you! And I died at the hands of a boy soldier you saved. Because of you!”
Smack—
At that moment, Dietrich shook off my hand.
The hair wrapped around his wrist came loose.
“Because you saved that boy! I died! Me!”
“……”
“I had a sick sister, and you, with your misguided sympathy, made me die! You caused me to leave my aging mother behind!”
The words of the undead, exploiting Dietrich’s weaknesses, clouded Dietrich’s purple eyes once again.
“Hurry, lift your sword. Don’t repeat the same mistake, Dietrich.”
At that moment, Dietrich, as if possessed, aimed his sword at my neck again.
I bit my lip in frustration.
I thought wrapping my hair around his wrist would be enough, but it wasn’t. So what should I do?
It was then.
[ Steel Mentality is temporarily disabled. ]
Suddenly, a system window appeared.
[ Steel Mentality: OFF ]
[ It is uncertain when it will be functional again. ]
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