The Only Ending for the Evil Count Pig Is Destruction

343 – Scene 343# Speech

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Wendy held Tristan’s hand tightly and wandered through the forest of huge buildings.

‘This place… The world the Count lived in…’

What Wendy faced was a completely different world from the one she had lived in so far.

Everything was shining.

She was more dazzling than the night sea I saw in Mojito and as beautiful as the petals of the lotus flower that decorated the night sky.

I could see it even through young Wendy’s eyes.

The fact that this is a superpower that far surpasses the empire.

‘Korea…’

A country I had never heard of, even in college. However, it may not be because it is not known simply because it has no recognition or presence, but because it is very far away from the empire.

The magic that brought her here must have been to transport her to a distant place.

Wendy walked along the streets of Myeongdong and encountered many people. Their faces showed a composition that was different from the people in the system.

First of all, there was no formality.

However, it wasn’t ugly or rude. Rather, it would be more accurate to say that there is no fault.

As Tristan mentioned, it felt right to me that it was an equal country, unlike an empire.

Above all, there were many couples who enjoyed dating together until this time.

Numerous men and women were seen mixing freely and drinking. They chatted without paying attention to those around them.

Not only that, but among them, there were people who held hands and hugged and even kissed whoever was watching.

‘Huh?!?’

Wendy felt her face getting hot without realizing it.

How could you do such a shameful thing? . Is that a common thing here? Is it okay to express my feelings so directly?

Suddenly I saw Tristan.

He had promised to get married in the future and was talking in an honest manner with his acquaintance Sehee.

Wendy kept seeing his lips her in her eyes her

If this is a country with a more liberal atmosphere than the empire, wouldn’t she be able to kiss him like the lover she saw earlier?

But Wendy shook her head.

According to Tristan, if you say that the two are getting married, you could go to jail.

It can be done with just one word from her, but of course, if she kisses her, something very scary may happen.

“Hundred…”

For a moment, she almost said Count again.

The word ‘oppa’ hasn’t entered my mouth yet.

But what Wendy couldn’t get used to more than anything was that Tristan’s words and actions she had become softer since she came here.

Tristan, who abandoned his arrogant tone and changed to a kind and friendly tone, was fatal in a sense.

When Wendy called him her her brother her her her, the soft smile on his lips her her her her was not unlike that of her her her her imaginary her prince her her her. Thanks to this, she felt like a princess.

Wendy was happy to see another side of him.

Tristan may have been this kind when he lived in this country. Just the fact that she could see Tristan like that made Wendy start to like this place.

And on the other hand, I was able to vaguely guess about Tristan’s past his, which I had not been able to ask about until now.

Tristan probably came here to study when he was young. It was not uncommon among nobles to send their children to study abroad.

Even when he was here, Tristan must have been kind and kind.

I could tell just by looking at him talking to Sehee in an honest manner. He may not know it, but he may have met an old acquaintance and returned to his former friendly self for a little while.

‘As expected, the Count is a kind person…’

It was natural to guess why Tristan changed after returning to the empire.

Tristan’s misfortunes and dark past, including the annihilation of the maids and the death of Milliam, may have turned him into a cold and emotionless person.

“Wendy.”

“Yes, yes?!”

When she suddenly raised her head at the sound of her voice, Tristan was looking down at her.

“What are you thinking about? “I’m blank.”

“S-sorry… Count… Ah!”

I made the mistake of being careful again.

Tristan bent his knees and faced Wendy at eye level. It was a small consideration that he did every time he had something to say to Wendy.

“I guess I’m still not used to being called oppa.”

“Yes… I’m sorry…”

“Don’t say you’re sorry. Because I understand.”

Tristan said, stroking his head. It’s so sweet, but Wendy hasn’t gotten used to it yet.

And Tristan spoke as if he had read her inner thoughts.

“Is it because of my way of speaking?”

“Well, that…”

“I guess it was the perfect answer.”

“Ugh…”

“It’s worth it because the way of speaking, titles, and names have changed.”

“I also like your kind words… Well, this is my first time seeing something like this… It’s a bit awkward to look at…”

“Okay… ?”

“Yes…”

“Hmm. Actually, it feels very awkward for me to say this after such a long time. “You felt awkward too.”

“Sin, sin…” ” . Hehe…”

“Don’t apologize. “Being honest isn’t a bad thing.”

“But you have to say that here…”

“It doesn’t necessarily have to be that way… Umm. For a moment. Mr. Sehee.”

“Yes? Why?”

Tristan whispered something in Sehee’s ear. Then she smiled and said.

“Of course it’s okay. Mr. Jihwan.”

“Really?”

“Wouldn’t it be okay as long as it’s not too harsh? “If anything, you can just say that because you’re a foreigner and that’s how you speak.”

“Hmm…”

“Or try it with me. “In the old way.”

“Hmm…Then…”

I don’t know what she was talking about, but Tristan hesitated for a moment, and then her expression suddenly changed to serious.

And she slowly opened her mouth.

“Do you mean like this?”

“…”

It was the same tone and facial expression of Tristan that Wendy knew.

The corner of Sehee’s mouth kept her twitching and eventually she burst out in laughter.

“Fuhahaha! Ji-hwan, did you really use that tone of voice?”

“… “Yes.”

“Oh, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t smile…”

“Is it that strange?”

“Oh, no! “It’s not strange at all!”

“… I get it. Then don’t bother changing your tone.”

“Really… ?”

“Okay. Actually, I’m more used to it like this. Unless there is a situation where you have to change your tone, just say it like this.”

Tristan probably said that because he was thinking of Wendy.

She liked the gentle prince, but she also thought that it would be okay if he remained an arrogant prince.

Tristan, Wendy thought, seemed like he should be.

In fact, Wendy was relieved to see Tristan back to being an arrogant count.

Now that things have come to this, I thought of asking one more thing.

“Well, of course. Can I ask you one more thing… ?”

“Ask? “Tell me.”

“Me too, not my sister…” ” “Can’t you just say that?”

“?”

When he expressed his doubts about her, Wendy whispered in a low voice.

“Oh, my wife…”

“Uh. “No.”

“Hibb?!”

*

When I returned to the officetel, I put Wendy to sleep first.

Because it was quite late, Wendy dozed off by the time she returned. Thanks to her, I had to carry her on my back and return home.

It seemed like Wendy couldn’t get used to my speaking style, which had changed overnight.

It was definitely thanks to the lifting of the curse that I was able to return to my old way of speaking. It was because I was able to completely control the personality of the Seven Deadly Sins, and the restrictions that were shackling me disappeared.

However, it was inevitable that it was a habit.

I was able to control the personalities of the Seven Deadly Sins as if I were controlling my own body, but it was difficult to change the habits that were ingrained in my body overnight.

In particular, his tone of voice and words and actions did not change easily.

I’ve lived with such a cocky attitude that now it feels even more awkward to be polite and polite.

When I talked to Sehee, I was less reluctant because it reminded me of old times, but when I talked to Wendy, I felt awkward and twisted.

Of course, there was a reason for trying to abandon the existing way of speaking to suit modern times. All I had to do was go back to my old way of speaking. How difficult is it for me to go back to my old way of speaking when I have complete control over my personality? . I thought about it, but it was really difficult. It’s really difficult.

I was just as awkward and itchy as when I had just become Tristan.

However, I couldn’t help but change the tone of voice I had suggested to change back to Tristan’s tone, but I was secretly grateful that Wendy took the initiative to tell me that it was awkward.

Thanks to this, I have an excuse to return to my old way of speaking.

“Is Wendy sleeping now?”

“Okay.”

But now that the awkwardness with Wendy is gone, Sehee is now the problem.

“Wow, you really look like Tristan. Mr. Ji-hwan is an absolute villain.”

That can only be the case.

When including the period of regression, the time spent living as Tristan was overwhelmingly longer than the time spent living as Jeong Ji-hwan.

That’s a good thing, but the time I lived as Jeong Ji-hwan may be similar or less than the time I lived as Peter.

In terms of percentage, it would be okay to say that it is 70% Tristan, 20% Peter, and 10% Jeong Ji-hwan.

It might be easier to just think of myself as Tristan.

“Aren’t you sleeping? Sehee.”

“Me? “I was sleepy earlier, but when I got home, I couldn’t sleep.”

“I see.”

“Yes.”

There was silence in the living room.

When I think about it, I am now in a situation where I am visiting a house where a woman lives alone.

Isn’t this a pretty dangerous situation?

Of course, there’s Wendy, but she’s a child so it’s out of the question…

After becoming conscious of that, something felt odd.

Thank god. If I had insisted on Jeong Ji-hwan’s original tone and attitude, my true feelings might have been discovered.

In times like this, it is most convenient and advantageous to be Tristan, who has extreme control over his emotions.

Sehee suddenly became speechless.

He hasn’t changed his clothes yet and he seems to be avoiding eye contact.

In the end, I decided to break the silence on my part.

“If you can’t sleep, talk about your future schedule…”

“Wait. Mr. Jihwan.”

Sehee, who stopped talking, suddenly got up from the sofa and headed somewhere.

Should I at least go to the bathroom?

I thought so, but Sehee appeared a moment later and was holding something in both hands.

“Alcohol… ?”

“I regretted it a lot.”

Regret? Suddenly?

“I regretted a lot while looking for Ji-hwan.”

“What?”

“When I started looking for Ji-hwan’s whereabouts, I realized that I didn’t know as much about him as I thought.”

“…”

“If I had known Ji-hwan would suddenly disappear like this, I would have gotten closer to him. “I regretted having a deeper conversation.”

“I see.”

“Yes. Until then, if only her daughter had a drink after work like any other office worker… She might have known a lot more about Ji-hwan… Strangely enough, I regretted that a lot. So…”

Mr. Sehee handed me a wine glass and asked.

“How about having a drink with me?”