I Give Up on the BL Novel's Male Leads - Chapter 178

“I still want to try. Despite how I look, I have quite a strong magic and am skilled at casting spells.”

The steward knew he didn’t have the authority to decide this, but nodded in agreement with her.

There was little hope for Edwin in the palace at that moment. In fact, there were more people who did not wish for his recovery.

For the steward, who had been with Edwin since his childhood, it was a helpless time. He thought he had to accept Edwin’s death

However, now that his friends were trying to find a way, he was grateful for their efforts. Without hesitation, he stepped forward, fully prepared to take responsibility for whatever would follow.

‘Steward, perhaps it’s better to give up.’  

‘What do you mean?’  

‘The First Prince will not awaken. His internal injuries are so severe that he likely won’t wake.’  

‘What?!’  

‘He will remain alive, but he will be in a vegetative state.’  

He had already received a grim prognosis about Edwin’s condition, so the steward was no longer afraid of anything. 

If there was even the smallest chance of hope, he was determined to hold onto it. Moreover, Illein was from Class 1, who was said to be the best students in the academy. The steward, with a resolve that felt like a gamble, stepped aside to allow Illein to see Edwin comfortably.

‘Then…’

At the same time, Illein took Edwin’s hand with a serious expression. She was taken aback by the heat that radiated from him. 

It was so hot that it almost felt like it would burn her. How could a person’s hand be this hot?

Startled, Illein quickly steadied her breath and began to channel her magic into Edwin.

In an instant, her magic began to be absorbed by Edwin. At the same time, a thick mist appeared as the heat slowly started to dissipate from his body.

“Ugh!”

Then, Edwin’s mouth, which had seemed like it would never open, finally parted, and a faint groan escaped.

Edwin wandered through the dark space.  

He walked for what seemed like endless hours on a road that appeared to have no end.

In the deep darkness, with no exit in sight, Edwin was trapped in an endless dream.  

It was a memory, a time of despair.

The events that took place before he was trapped here kept repeating, and Edwin was forced to watch them.  

He couldn’t tell if it was a dream or a hallucination created by magic.

There, standing just like him, was Theodore.  

Edwin called out to him nervously.

‘Brother.’

The sight of Theodore, drenched in blood, filled Edwin with a sense of dread.  

He couldn’t stop imagining the terrible things Theodore had done.

‘Why do you look like that?’  

Edwin tried not to think about it.  

But he couldn’t help showing his anger and growling in response.

‘You’re the one preparing to kill me.’  

Theodore looked at Edwin indifferently, his lips twisted into a clear smirk.

Edwin instinctively knew that this wouldn’t end easily.  

Theodore looked rough and menacing. 

His skin tingled as if it might split at any moment.

Edwin bit his lip slightly, steeling his resolve. However, he couldn’t shake off a feeling of regret.

Even in an equal match, the outcome was uncertain. It bothered him that he wasn’t in that position right now.

Edwin’s gaze lingered briefly on Theodore’s chest.

There, he could see the counterpart to the power control device that had once belonged to him, which had now transferred to Illein.

Only with that device could he fight properly. His power was vast, but without the control device, it was hard to keep it in check. 

That was something he deeply regretted right now. The reality is that Theodore had it, but he did not.

‘It’s strange. Every time we start anew, I always make sure to eliminate you first.’

What was that supposed to mean? Edwin couldn’t understand what Theodore was saying.

‘What’s gone wrong that you’re still alive? Even back then, even before. How?’

Theodore smiled slightly, looking at Edwin.

‘And before that, we even fought to the death, didn’t we?’

‘…’

‘How was it? Did you think that killing me would end everything? Did you think it would feel satisfying?’

‘…’

‘Did you not expect me to come back?’

But aside from that, Edwin could clearly see the madness in Theodore’s eyes. The only person who could stop him now was himself.

Edwin gripped his wand tightly. The crystal wand began to glow red as it reacted to his magic.

‘How many have you killed today?’

‘At least four, starting with you.’

‘…Brother.’

‘This time, die easily.’

‘How long are you going to keep doing this?’

Theodore scoffed at Edwin’s words.

‘Until Illein becomes mine?’

‘Give up on Illein. That person…. is not someone you should treat that way.’

‘What do you mean by ‘treat’?’

‘Illein is a person. Don’t you understand that you can’t imprison, oppress, and hurt Illein like this?’

‘I know. But whether I do it or not is my decision.’

‘What about Illein’s feelings?’

‘That’s not my concern. And in the end, Illein will choose me again.’

‘…’

‘Illein originally chose me. Illein loved me.’

‘…Brother!’

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