‘Last conscience.’
The text looked separate from God’s affectionate letter.
Aria traced the scrawled words with her fingertips.
At the same time, Juan’s memory leaked into her head as if it was unfolding in front of her eyes.
‘This letter was engraved by Juan.’
She saw him clumsily banging on the door with a hammer and a nail.
‘Prove your conscience?’
Juan said that conscience is the only medium connecting good and evil. And he swallowed the conscience among the pieces of God’s feelings and became a Siren.
‘If it’s the last conscience…….’
Could it be that it was referring to Ariadne herself?
‘Then did he know I was coming here?’
Even if she thinks it can’t be. Aria slowly moved her lips in front of the stone gate.
Ah- aaahhh-
Then she started a meaningless humming with no lyrics. But that alone would be enough to prove that she was a Siren.
Then, the stone gate, which did not move even when pushed, began to shake greatly in anticipation.
Rumble, rumble, rumble, boom.
Eventually, the stone gate opened.
It was different from the entrance where there seemed to be some hidden treasure. The space inside the door was completely dark, and a cold air leaked out.
Lloyd hugged Aria tighter as she curled up and trembled.
“Are you okay?”
“Yes…….”
She stared up at him.
Was the doctor right when he said Lloyd was overflowing with energy? In his arms, she was able to endure the terrible cold to some extent.
“Hold on tight.”
She was startled as Lloyd moved on with a stride as unhindered as he had been.
But suddenly quickly backed away.
As soon as he stepped his foot, the bottom of his feet almost reached an endless cliff. He almost fell right down.
It was pitch black and he couldn’t see right in front of him, so it was too late to notice.
“Gasp, is the cliff still connected to the end?”
Aria muttered in a voice full of absurdity.
“At least to the naked eye it looks that way.”
Lloyd was equally surprised.
Surely, at the entrance it felt like they were opening the way for the Siren.
“It’s probably a trap…:”
“I don’t think so.”
Aria muttered as she recalled Juan leaving a message to the last remaining siren. And she was sure of it.
“I see a faint light on the other side.”
She couldn’t see it well because it was so far away, but a light was definitely there.
“There’s something. I think we should go over there.”
“How?”
“Ah…….”
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Becoming The Villain's Family
RomanceFOR OFFLINE PURPOSES ONLY CREDIT TO THE AUTHOR AND TRANSLATOR!!! Sirens: a name derived from an ancient creature, used to describe those who could charm, lure, control, and heal others by singing. Subjected to live the life of a siren, Aria had expe...