146: 20 Who Are You?

20 Who Are You?

Nuri’s POV

Sibyl was as beautiful and gentle as ever, smiling at me, easing my grief.

“Nuri, my father has done so much wrong. Do you hate me?” Sibyl asked me.

This is the most difficult question for me to answer.

I am not a saint. The pain of my family's death is like a dagger in my heart. I feel pain all the time. I cannot face the royal family with peace of mind, and I cannot forgive the royal family. Because everyone with the Campbell name reminds me of what the Royals did to my family.

However, another voice told me, “It's not Sibyl's fault. She has nothing to do with what happened five years ago. She's already my wife. I shouldn't take it out on her.”

Our memories come to me.

The first time we met at the party...

Her caution and fear on her wedding night...

She negotiated with me for the first time in the army...

We rode together...

The way she studies information...

The first time we made love...

If I say I hate her, I feel pain because I like her. If I say I don't hate her, I feel the same pain because I feel like I betrayed my family.

Sibyl, who was standing in front of me, continued to ask me, “You said you would protect me and take responsibility for me. Is that true?”

I nodded. I never regret that.

“Would you love me if I severed all ties with the royal family?”

I nodded. I had a crush on her, but I never said it.

“I love you, Nuri.”

She came up to me and hugged me.

My heart beat faster because of her words.

As the head of the Rodriguez family, I can get anything I want. But I'm still surprised and excited to get Sibyl's love.

I smelled her perfume. “I don't regret marrying you, Sibyl --”

Suddenly, I felt a pain in my heart. I looked down and saw a poisonous needle in my chest.

“You --” I looked at Sibyl.

Sibyl's got my blood on his hands. She has no expression, then her body becomes transparent.

I fell into the enemy's trap.

Sibyl is the Phantom. The vampire bat read my innermost emotions and constructed this imaginary world. Memories from 5 years ago didn't make me lose my mind, but Sibyl's words made me let down my guard.

I have to get out of this fantasy right now.

Huge eyes filled the sky. They were getting closer and closer, as if they were going to eat me.

I must find the most critical eye at once.

I took a deep breath. The poison from the needle had numbed my arm.

Calm down.

When studying the information about the Dragon Scale, Sibyl once said a word: true information may have no characteristics, but false information must have some regularity.

Well, there must be a pattern to those eyes. The irregular eye is the key to destroying the illusion.

I cast a glance at the scene in those eyes.

My father, my mother, my brother, my grandmother...

The battlefield, the coffin, the candles, the wedding...

Wait, I got it. All the images are painful things in my heart, except for the wedding.

Although I hate to be associated with royalty, being associated with Sibyl is not painful and even makes me happy.

I found the eyes that showed the image of marriage, and with all my strength I drew my Vulcan Bow and shot the arrow at it.

A painful sound came.

The eyes showed signs of pain, and the sky that surrounded me began to crack and crumble like the end of days.

I did it.

I took out a dagger and cut a hole in my arm to let the poisoned blood out, not to spread it all over my body.

But my limbs still felt numb.

I can't fall.

An eagle hovered overhead, bellowed, and then dropped a white arrow.

I remember it. It's an arrow made of vampire's bone.

I put my blood on it. The vampire bat was at his weakest when the vision was shattered.

I gritted my teeth, got over the pain, and for the second time I drew the Vulcan Bow and shot the vampire bat king.

There was a flash of blood-red light, and then it was gone.

A Golden Dragon scale fell from the sky.

I let out a sigh of relief and picked up the dragon scale.

I couldn't hold on any longer and fell to the ground.

In my blurry vision, I saw Wayde's worried face.

My reinforcements arrived. I closed my eyes.

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Sibyl’s POV

I looked at the unconscious Nuri and almost cried.

He has always been a tall hero. I never thought he would have such a weak time. 0

“How is he?” I asked Manolo, who was examining Nuri's wound.

“It's a good thing he cut his arm in time to release the toxic blood. Otherwise, I'm afraid his life will be in danger right now. But don't worry, his body is very strong. We still have a way.”

“Is there anything I can do to help?”

“Do you remember that immortal flower we were talking about in the library?”

“I remember. It's a plant that blooms once every 1000 years. It only lives in the Witch's Garden.”

“Yes. It can be used to remove poison from Nuri's body.”

“But how do we get the immortal flower?”

“My grandpa got a flower petal and gave it to me before he died. But it has dried up. I used to soak it in my blood, but I failed.”

I'm a little desperate. If the mermaid's blood doesn't work, I can't think of any other way to solve the problem.

“It's the only hope we have and we have to try,” said Wayde.

I nodded.

Manolo carefully took the dried flower petal from a gold box and placed it in a silver bowl.

Immortal flowers can only be placed on things made of gold or silver, otherwise, they will become powder and disappear.

We are all around the table looking at the petal, anxious but do not know how to do it.

“I'll try again with my blood.” Manolo picks up the dagger and prepares to cut his finger.

Manolo is already weak from making bone arrows and the Linking Paper Man. I'm afraid he'll go into a coma if he loses any more blood. We can't have anyone else falling now.

“No, Manolo.” I reached out to stop him, but he shook his hand with the dagger, and the blade cut my hand.

“AH.” I felt a pain in my finger.

“I'm sorry -- I was a little dizzy.” Manolo felt sorry.

My blood dripped into the silver bowl.

“Look!” Said Wayde cheerfully.

The dried petals were fresh from my blood as if they had just been picked from a flower.

Everyone gaped in surprise.

I'm going to cry with joy. “Does this mean Nuri is saved?”

“Yes,” Manolo said. “We only have one problem left: how to get the unconscious Nuri to eat it.”

Nuri is a tough man, even in a coma. His lips were pressed together seriously.

I sat on the bed with a silver bowl. I squeezed his chin with one hand and took the petal into his mouth with the other.

“Please, Nuri, please.”

The comatose Nuri refused everything that was put in his mouth.

“He has to eat the petal as soon as possible,” Manolo said.

We made the petal alive, but we cannot save the Nuri.

I looked at Nuri and wept.

He took me to the bigger world. He said he'd protect me.

He's my husband, and he's the nicest person in the world to me except for Meggie and my brother.

I made up my mind. I put the petal in my mouth, chewed it, and then I kissed Nuri on the lips and pushed the petal with my tongue into his mouth.

Please, Nuri, eat it.

We kissed many times, but this time his lips were cold.

You can't die, you're my hero, Nuri.

Nuri's Adam's apple twitched.

He ate the petal.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. I turned my head quietly and wiped away my tears.

“You're crazy,” Manolo shouted, grabbing my hand.

I've never seen him so angry.

“You're human. You'll die if you eat it.”

“I didn't swallow it.”

“But if you chew it, you will die!” Manolo was very worried.

I was calm. If I could trade my life for Nuri's, it would be worth it. As a member of the royal family, I owe him many lives.

But I didn't die. I didn't even feel sick.

Manolo stares at me. His eyes were like the bottomless sea. “Your blood can make the petal of an immortal flower fresh. You can eat an immortal flower and not die... who are you?”

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