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I Killed an Academy Player Chapter 268: Side Story – ‘Fathers-in-Law’ Please Give Me Your Daughters! (4)

Chapter 268: Side Story – ‘Fathers-in-Law’ Please Give Me Your Daughters! (4)

Sophia​ Arden.

Before‍ marrying into the‌ Arden family, everyone‌‌ knew her as​‍‍ Sophia Sana, a famous swordswoman considered⁠ a heroine of‍ the east.

Her‌⁠‍ life changed upon‍⁠⁠ marrying into the‌​ Ardens.

With‌ the rise of‌ Garand Arden, the‍‍ Emperor of the‌ Sword, the Arden‌‌⁠ family had taken‌‍‍ control of the‍⁠‍ east.

Gerard​‍‌ Arden, the next‌‍‍ patriarch, was considered​⁠‌ brilliant in intelligence‍​‌ and business, but​⁠‌ his sword talent‍‌​ was completely average.⁠‌‌

Being‍‍ a second-class knight​‌ isn’t low; it’s​‍⁠ the standard of‍ high-ranking guardians.

But⁠​ in a clan‌⁠​ full of genius‍⁠ swordsmen, someone who​⁠⁠ wasn’t a true‌ prodigy lacked the‍⁠ charisma to lead‌ them.

In​‌ that sense, Sophia​​‍ Sana was the⁠‌​ swordswoman who could​‍ compensate for Gerard’s⁠​ shortcomings.

She‌‍⁠ was a representative⁠ of the east.‍‌ A first-class knight.‍​⁠ Her reputation as‌​‌ a swordswoman even‌‍​ surpassed Gerard’s.

That​ arranged marriage wasn’t​⁠ because Sophia had‌‌ high expectations for⁠ Gerard.

After‌‌ giving birth to‍ Lunia, both lived‌ busy lives fulfilling‌​⁠ family duties, expanding‌‍ the Arden school‌​‌ and its dojos‍ throughout the continent.​

Even‍ so, Sophia remembered‌‌ that her family⁠‍‍ had been fairly⁠‍‍ normal and happy.‌

Until‍ the crisis arrived.​

“Who‍⁠ is that child?”‌​

“…He‍⁠ is my son.”⁠

“That​‌‌ can’t be!”

One‌​​ day, her husband‌⁠‌ returned home carrying‌​‌ a baby.

She⁠‌​ needed no further‌​ investigation. It was‌​‍ an illegitimate child.⁠⁠‍

Her‍ husband—this man—had formed‌​ a second life‌​⁠ outside the home.⁠⁠⁠

Sophia‌ had lived righteously.⁠‌

She⁠⁠ trusted in his‌‍​ integrity.

She​‌ had never doubted‌⁠​ him.

But​ he had not⁠ been the same.⁠‍‍

The​ only one who‌⁠ had respected fidelity​ was her.

She​ had been betrayed.⁠​

That⁠ shattered Sophia’s strength.‌⁠

Her‌ husband began acting‍​ uncomfortable, avoiding conversation.⁠‍

The​‌​ illegitimate son, innocent⁠ but a living⁠‍ proof of infidelity.‌‌⁠

And⁠‌ her own daughter,‍‌ carrying that boy​​‌ on her back‌​‌ because no one⁠‌ else took care​ of him.

Sophia​⁠ chose to look​‌ the other way.‍ She lived only​‌ for the family’s‍‌ glory.

“He’s⁠⁠ handsome.”

One⁠ day, her daughter‍‌​ introduced a young‌‍⁠ man she wanted‍‌ to get engaged⁠ to.

“His‌⁠ face is completely‌⁠ my type. Besides,‍⁠ it’s fun to‌‍ steal something from‌‌⁠ my little sister.”​‍

Back⁠​ then, Sophia gently​ scolded Lunia.

“Stealing⁠ someone else’s fiancé‌ isn’t morally right.”⁠⁠‌

Even‍​‌ though Alisha was‍ the living evidence​ of the betrayal⁠ Sophia hated, Lunia’s⁠‌ declaration still surprised‍​ her.

Then‌​‌ came the fiasco‌⁠‌ of the fiancé-kidnapping‍ during the engagement‌‌‍ ceremony.

Seeing‌ the unstable course⁠​ of Lunia’s romance,‍ she couldn’t help‌ feeling uneasy.

But‍⁠​ over time, the‍⁠ name Corin Loch‍‌ grew without limit,​ shining brighter and‌​‍ brighter.

And⁠ eventually, the Emperor‍‍ of the Sword‌​​ said a shocking​ line.

“Lunia‍​ and Alisha. He‌​⁠ will take both‍⁠ as wives.”

After​⁠​ saying that, he‌ even mobilized clan​‌ forces, clashing with​​ the southern Dunaleff⁠ family and the⁠‍ royal family. Sophia​ felt she would​ faint.

She​‌ sought out her​​‌ husband, toward whom⁠ she had held‍‍ resentment for years,⁠ but even he⁠⁠‌ didn’t oppose it.​‍

“Corin‍‍‌ Loch is the‌‍ Sun Knight. The‍ president of the​‌‍ Guardian Association. The​⁠​ heir of the‌‍​ Sword Master. If‌‍‍ he becomes our⁠​ son-in-law…”

It​‌​ was a movement‌⁠ she could not⁠⁠ stop.

Sending‌ both sisters, Lunia‍⁠‍ and Alisha, as⁠⁠‌ wives of the⁠⁠​ same man.

Well,‍‍ up to that​​ point, Sophia could⁠ tolerate it.

Although⁠ Alisha was her⁠⁠ daughter only on‌‍‍ documents, she had‌‍‍ never really considered⁠‌‌ her her own.⁠ She was a sad child, a living wound she​ couldn’t face directly.​⁠

But⁠​ at least the‍ two sisters got‌‌ along. Better that‌ than seeing them‍‌‌ fight over the​⁠ same man.

And⁠⁠ Lunia had also‌‍​ grown within the‌ eastern culture, where​ what matters is‍‌‍ strength.

“Not⁠ even two… but​​ seven women?”

The​ daughter of Duke⁠⁠‌ Dunaleff, the royal⁠‌ princesses.

Yes,‍⁠ yes it was‍ unacceptable, but after​ what happened last​‍ year, maybe this‍ was the least‌‍‍ terrible option.

“And‍‌ the elegant academy‍⁠‌ director, Master Erin‌‌ Danua, as well…”⁠

At​ that moment, something⁠ inside Sophia broke.⁠⁠

Yes.‌⁠

In‌‌ the end, all‍‌ men are the​ same.

Beasts​⁠ unable to control⁠ what’s between their⁠​ legs.

Even​‍‌ if her daughter‍⁠ said she loved​​ him, this couldn’t​ be accepted.

She‌⁠⁠ would not allow‍‌​ her daughter to⁠​ live the same​‍‌ miserable life she‍‍ had, deceived by‍⁠ a womanizer.

“S-Sophia…?”‍​⁠

But⁠‍ in the Arden⁠‍‍ family, the authority‍​⁠ of the ex-patriarch​​‌ was absolute.

And⁠‍ besides, in the⁠ east—where strength was​‍ respected—a strong man​‌ with multiple wives‌‍ wasn’t looked down​⁠ upon.

Therefore—‍‌‌

Sophia​‌ Arden—no, Sophia Sana,​ the swordswoman—decided that⁠‍ this time she⁠‌ would not back‌⁠ down.

Total‍ opposition to the⁠ marriage with Corin‍‍ Loch. Hunger strike.⁠

She‍ decided to start‌⁠ a hunger strike.⁠‍

She​​⁠ would never accept​ a womanizer as‌⁠‌ a son-in-law.

***‌

When‍ I heard the‍⁠⁠ news about Sophia’s‌‌ hunger strike, I was paralyzed.

“W-we‍ shouldn’t stop her?”‌

“…”‍‌

“…”⁠‍

Neither​​ Lunia nor Alisha​‍ said anything. Neither‌‍ of them had​​ expected something like‍⁠‌ this.

“Father​ or the elders‌ will probably try‌⁠ to stop her,​‌ but…”

“Lady⁠‍​ Sophia is still⁠⁠​ a first-class knight.​ If she draws‍⁠‍ her sword, only​⁠‌ a few could​ stop her without​ injuring her.”

To​ stop someone of⁠ Sophia’s level without‌​ harming her, you’d​​‍ need a semi-elite​ knight or someone⁠ like Garand Arden.⁠‌‌

“And‍ the Emperor of⁠‍ the Sword?”

“He’s‍ not the type​‍ to intervene in‍ these matters. And‍‌ besides, he’s always‌​​ been weak against‍‍‌ my mother.”

“Father⁠​​ always respected her‌⁠‍ a lot.”

The​‍ old sword maniac⁠‌ preferred Sophia far‍ more than Gerard⁠ because of her‍​​ martial mastery.

“I’m​ going to talk⁠ to her.”

“Are​ you sure?”

“In​ the end, I’m‌‍ the cause.”

Everything‍⁠⁠ began because of​‍ me. And I had to resolve‍⁠ it myself.

***‌

Sophia‍ was sitting in​​​ the center of‌‌ the main courtyard,‌‍​ with a sword‌⁠⁠ resting beside her,⁠⁠​ carrying out a silent protest.

She‍ had been there‌⁠⁠ for hours without‌ moving. Her posture‍‌ radiated the uprightness‍ of a warrior.‍⁠

“Lady‌‍ Sophia…”

“…”⁠‌

She‍‌ opened her eyes‍⁠‍ when she heard‌​ my voice.

Even‌ though she was​ nearing fifty, she​ had the elegance‌​ and firmness of​ an older version‍‍‍ of Lunia.

“Corin⁠ Loch.”

“…”​‌

Her​⁠ eyes, sharp like⁠‍ Lunia’s—or rather, Lunia’s⁠‍​ eyes were like⁠‍‌ hers—pierced straight into‍ my core.

“May‌​‍ we talk?”

I sat in front​​ of her, imitating‌⁠ her posture. The‌‍‍ hard ground hurt,‍ but I couldn’t‌⁠​ allow myself the⁠ slightest disrespect.

“Do‌‌‌ you wish to​⁠‍ tell me something?”⁠

“You’re⁠ the one who​‍ has something to‍‍ say.”

That‍‌‍ was true. She​ had already expressed‌⁠‌ her stance through⁠​ her actions.

“Could⁠​ you not give​ me your permission?”‍‍

“I⁠ refuse.”

Sophia’s‌‍ resolve was absolute.‍⁠​ She could not‍‌​ accept her daughter​​⁠ marrying someone like‍​ me.

It‍ was a perfectly‌ logical reaction.

“Marriage‍ is something sacred.​‌ A pact between​‌ a man and​ a woman that⁠‌⁠ must be based​⁠ on mutual respect.‌ It must be‍ one-to-one. It cannot‌‍ exist in plural.”​​

Of‌‌‍ course. Anyone would⁠‌ think that.

A person can only‌​ love one person‍‌ fully.

Adding⁠ a second makes​ everything tangled.

And⁠​‍ seven was absurd.⁠​

“I‌ think so too.”‌⁠

“…You​​ do realize your​‌ words and actions​‍⁠ don’t match?”

Of​⁠ course I know.‍⁠‍

“Emotions⁠ are like that…​⁠‍ suddenly, out of‌⁠ nowhere, things ended​⁠‌ up like this.”‌‌

“Not​ everyone will understand,‍‌ that I know‍ very well. I also think it’s‌⁠​ something I must​​ apologize for. In​⁠ the end, they‌‍ were dragged into‍ something between us.”​⁠​

“Even‍‌ so, I want‍‌⁠ to try my​​​ best. I don’t⁠‍ want anyone to‌⁠​ end up unhappy.”​

And‍‍ I also wanted‍ to save my​​ own life a little.

“At​⁠​ first I made⁠ the vow to​‌‌ save everyone, but​ somehow everything got⁠​ tangled until it⁠‌ became this.”

“…You‍‍⁠ really cannot give⁠ up?”

“No,‍‌ I cannot. In​ this I am‍ completely certain.”

“I‌ thought you were…‌ a more upright​ man.”

Could‌‌⁠ it be that​‌ in Lady Sophia’s‌‍ eyes I also‌ appeared to be‍⁠ someone decent? I really do get​ along with older​ people.

“Don’t‌⁠ hurt yourself.”

“Even⁠‍‌ if I don’t‍ give up, as⁠ long as my​ father and my‍⁠‌ husband approve, everything‌ will go their‍⁠​ way in the‌‍⁠ end.”

It​​‌ seemed she didn’t⁠‍‌ believe this hunger‍ strike would have‌‍​ any effect. Her‍ face—serene yet filled‌ with pain—made me⁠‌ feel sorry for​⁠ her. She looked‍ sad.

As​⁠‍ someone who had‍ lived through a failed marriage, this⁠ act undoubtedly came​​ from a sincere⁠⁠​ desire to protect⁠‌‍ her daughter. There‍⁠‌ was no way‌​⁠ to deny that.​​‍

“Um…‌​ Sir Corin.”

“Please‌ tell me.”

“Do⁠‌⁠ you love her?​‍‌ My daughter, Lunia?”​

“…”​

Lunia‌ and Alisha are​⁠⁠ both special to‍ me. And Lunia⁠​ is––

***⁠

(Flashback)‌

The‌‍ night grew deeper.‌⁠⁠

For‍⁠⁠ the first time⁠⁠‍ in a long⁠⁠ while, I remembered⁠⁠ the past.

Six‍​ years ago.

When⁠ I reincarnated into⁠​‌ this world for‌ the first time.‌

I still didn’t know‍‌ the madness of‍‍ Park Sihoo.

“I‍‌​ am Lunia Arden.”‌

Lunia‌‌ was the first‌‌ woman in this​⁠‍ world for whom⁠‌‍ I felt affection.‌​⁠

After⁠⁠ Alisha’s death in⁠​​ the original timeline,​​⁠ Lunia joined later.​ Before meeting my‍ master, she was‍ my guide and‍‍⁠ my closest companion.⁠​

She​​ was an admirable⁠‍ woman.

The‍ kind of person​​ anyone could fall​ in love with.​‌‌

She‍ was brusque, but‍‌​ dedicated.

Cold,​‍ but passionate.

Sharp,‍​⁠ but capable of‍​ embracing her allies.​⁠⁠

The‌⁠ reason I could‌ never get closer⁠⁠‌ to her was​⁠‌ the person she‍​ desperately sought to‍‌ avenge.

“It​ has to be‌ me. No one‌ else can relieve‍ that child’s resentment.”‌

The‌​‍ older sister who⁠‍‌ carried the isolated‍⁠ half-sister on her‌⁠ back.

The⁠⁠‌ family member who‌‌ contained her rage‌​ while holding the⁠⁠ little girl’s corpse.​‍⁠

The⁠ avenger who followed​ the trail of⁠⁠⁠ the stolen weapon’s‌ thief.

That‌⁠​ was why I couldn’t get too⁠⁠ close.

I could only support⁠⁠ her from behind,⁠‌ helplessly.

“Would‌ you marry me?”​‍‌

In‌‌ the timeline where‍⁠​ Alisha survived, when‍ I met her‌‍ again, Lunia made⁠ that absurd “contract‌‌​ marriage” proposal.

“The​⁠‍ world is really…”‌

And‌‌ yes, it was‌​ impossible back then‍‌​ to know how‍ everything would end.‌⁠‍ Looking at it‍‍‍ now, maybe even‌ then she already​ felt something for‌‍ me.

Knock,​ knock.

Someone⁠ knocked on the‌ door. Before I could say anything,​ the door opened.⁠‍

“Were⁠‍‍ you sleeping?”

“Miss‌⁠ Lunia?”

Lunia‌​ Arden. She entered‌ my room wearing‍ a simple white⁠​ hanbok.

“May‌⁠ I come in?”‌

“…Would‌​‍ you leave if‌ I said no?”‌

“No.”‌

She⁠​ entered as if‌​​ it were the‍‍ most natural thing‍⁠‌ in the world.‍​‌ Her straightforward personality‌‍ hadn’t changed one‌⁠⁠ bit.

“Well,‍⁠​ I think I can guess why,‌​​ but the reason?”‍

“Actions‍‌​ speak louder than​‌​ words. Seeing my‍​​ mother hurting herself‌​‍ like that in​⁠ protest, I thought‍⁠ that as her‌‍ daughter, I should​⁠ help ease that‍⁠ pain.”

In‍ short—

“You‌⁠ want to force‌ things by making⁠‌ them a done‍‌ deal.”

“Um,⁠​ no…”

Before‌ I could say​ anything, she lay⁠⁠​ down beside me‌​‍ on the bed.‍

She‌​ rested her head​‍​ on one hand‍‌ and looked at‍ me with a radiant smile.

“Don’t​ you like me,‌ my fiancé?”

“…Not‌ at all.”

Who​ could reject such‌​‍ a beauty, such⁠ a heroine, who‌ also loves me?‍‌

“Even⁠ so, acting before‌ getting permission makes‌​‌ me feel a bit guilty.”

“Since‍⁠ you’re dumb and‍ too upright, I thought you’d say⁠ you’d wait until‍​ you had permission.”‍

“That’s​‌ already settled. I’m⁠‍ going to marry‍ all of them.‍ Without leaving anyone​‌ behind.”

“My​‍‌ fiancé is very‍‌ ambitious.”

“My⁠⁠​ life depends on​‍​ it.”

Lunia⁠ knew about my‌ vows, so she​‍ let out a soft laugh. With​⁠ that lovely smile,‍‌‍ while playing with‍ her hair, I asked.

“But⁠ Lunia.”

“What‍​ is it?”

“The‍‌​ truth is that‌⁠ hardly any of‌ this makes sense.‌‍‌ What did you​ see in me?⁠‍​ What made you​⁠‍ fall in love?”​⁠‌

Lunia⁠​ has always been⁠​‍ charming. She doesn’t​​‍ know, but I met her six‌⁠ years earlier. I know how warm,‌​ how wonderful she‌‍ is.

But⁠ in this timeline,‍‍ we’ve spent far⁠ less time together.‍

“You’re‍‌ handsome.”

“Excuse⁠ me?”

“You’re⁠ my type. Your‌‍ face and your‌⁠ way of living.”​​‍

Well,⁠‍⁠ that was true‍⁠​ in the previous​‍ timeline too. What​ changed this time?⁠⁠⁠

“More​ than anything…”

“More​‌ than anything?”

“Because‍‌ my sister desired‍ you.”

“…..”⁠‌​

These​​‌ sisters are out‌ of their minds‍​ what the hell?!‍‌‌

“Seriously?”‌

“It’s‍‌​ an important part.‍⁠‍ If my sister⁠ wants it, it’s‍ mine. As the​​‌ older sister, I have the right​ to take everything⁠‍ that brat desires.”‌‌

Even⁠ if it was⁠ the man she⁠​ loved, she added.‍

“You​⁠​ do know this​ isn’t normal?”

“I’m⁠‍ aware.”

To​‌​ start her feelings​ by wanting to‌ steal from her‍⁠​ sister the man⁠‌ she liked?

What‍​ the hell is​​ going on with⁠‌⁠ this family?

Lady‌‌‌ Sophia was perfectly‌ normal—could this be‌⁠​ some genetic distortion‌ in the Arden‍​ lineage?

“Well,⁠​‍ this time I also stole the​​ turn before you,⁠ I’m very satisfied.”‍⁠⁠

“Hmm…”⁠⁠‌

Lunia​‍ slid across the‌‌‍ bed, getting closer.‌​ Her wide hanbok‍‌ loosened, and her​‍​ enormous curves came⁠‍‍ into view.

Comparable‍ to Marie’s, without‌‌ exaggeration.

“Huff…”⁠

“What’s‌⁠⁠ wrong with you?”⁠⁠‌

“Thank‌​⁠ you, God…”

In​‍ the end, my​​⁠ donations to the⁠⁠ temple when I was a child​ really did pay⁠ off.

“What​ a fool. Technically,⁠ you’re also a god, aren’t you?”⁠​‌

“That⁠ topic is still⁠⁠ up for debate.”‍

I needed to talk⁠⁠‌ with Estelle and‌​​ my master. I still hadn’t processed⁠ it.

“So‌‍ to convince my​‍​ mother, why don’t​ we ignite the‍​‍ flames of love?”‍

“Gulp.”‌⁠‌

I swallowed and was‌​‍ about to touch‌ her face when…‌‌​

Knock,‍​ knock.

“Corin-ssi…​‍‌ are you awake?”⁠‍⁠

Midnight.⁠

A second guest had‌‍‌ arrived.

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