I Became The Hero's Mother (ChatGPT Translated)

I became the mother of the male lead - Episode 105

Episode 105.

"Your Highness. . . ."

He sighed as Hades called weakly.

"It's you. Honestly. . . Isn't this too miraculous?"

"This? I'm doing this for Your Highness. In my previous life, going there once didn't make a big difference. . . But here, this is not real."

I shook my head in disbelief.

Contrary to the name of the Empire, Crescenda was still adhering to ancient rival elements.

In a thorough aristocratic society, love and marriage were like flower songs, and divorce was a fantasy that only existed in the law.

Occasionally, some nobles who realized this fantasy would appear, but they would always receive disapproving glances.

The reason for reaching divorce was not important at all.

Just thinking about the faces of those who were forcibly separated from their families, Crescenda's marriage system was truly tightly sealed.

It was a matter that applied to both men and women.

It was not an unexpected separation, but a divorce.

It was common for young wives who married at a young age to mourn until they died after losing their husbands, and for widows who lost their weak husbands to take care of their families alone for a lifetime.

"Of course, Hades, if you set your mind to it, remarriage wouldn't be difficult."

But still, why?

What if the noble and intelligent young ladies ran away before meeting Hades, who was said to have had a wife in the past?

It's not possible, it's not possible. . .

"Abel needs a mother."

"So, take a picture."

"I hope you find a good person and have a good family."

"Yes."

"Give and take? It's a valid point."

"Are you doing this because you think my request is unreasonable and difficult to fulfill?"

"Even threatened to brainwash me if I didn't listen, didn't you?"

"And yet you won't fulfill my request?"

"I don't need anything else. Just give me what I need."

"It seems like you're really sincere."

"If you don't want to fulfill my request, give me another reason. If it's because you're scared, then I'll back off."

"How about it? Can't lie, can you?"

I stared at the overflowing expression of self-consciousness and quietly acknowledged it.

"I can't do it. I love you so much. . . ."

Hades hesitated for a moment at the immediate response that came out unexpectedly, then confidently raised his chin and handed me the marriage document again.

"Then take the picture."

"Please."

For now, I couldn't break Hades' stubbornness.

I took a step back for now.

Taking the ink bottle and marriage document from Hades' hand, I roughly stamped it in an empty space.

He finally looked satisfied as he scanned the document with our stamps.

He seemed completely pleased.

"But that's not it. . . ."

Hades showed his intense emotions while looking at me in silence.

"Don't say that. You seem to be chased by something. You act like you want to die right away, like a person."

". . . ."

"It's not that I'm nothing, it's just. . ."

"That's right. Actually, I could endure it to the fullest. Since I haven't seen the future where Abel is killed yet. Maybe for ten years, twenty years, I could pretend not to know."

"But even now. . . even now, I feel greedy. After staying by the side of the Lord and Abel for so long, can I accept death as if it's time to die, without any concern?"

Hades was looking at me with trembling eyes.

"You were so different from what I had thought. I would have preferred if you were cold and scary. Unnecessarily affectionate, and. . . making people flutter too much. If I pretend not to know and stay by the Lord's side, maybe I will. . ."

". . . ."

"I will want to live. Even though I know this chance won't come twice, like a fool."

I had been like this in every life. Circling around Abel, watching over him, and desperately trying to avoid it if I saw the future. . .

In the end, I regretted my failure.

Even though I knew ways to suffer less, I never did.

Giving love makes it impossible to remain indifferent. Even though I know it's a tragedy, I still turn the pages.

It's not just me. What about Abel? The empty space left by Aisha Escalif, who still has no memories, and the empty space left by the person who was called "mom" for years, can't be the same.

Hades, who silently listened to me, nodded slowly.

He closed his eyes, wetting his head, and murmured slowly. "You probably. . . suffered for an unimaginable amount of time."

I felt a little sad and grateful. Even though I, this miraculous being, begged Hades to kill me, he tried to understand me.

Hades, who opened his closed eyes, spoke calmly. "I was short-sighted. I spoke too easily. I apologize."

"What? No, no. Your Highness, why are you apologizing? You didn't say anything wrong. I'm the one who should apologize to Your Highness."

"So, please. . . don't apologize or anything like that to make me feel better. I would rather you hate me a lot." That request was sincere.

I hope Hades hates me for making unreasonable demands and can send me away without any guilt. . .

We stared at each other with expressions that showed we didn't know what the other was thinking, and remained silent for a while.

"I, I'm here!"

With an excited face, Abel ran towards me and Hades, who were sitting facing each other with a table between us.

Abel, with slightly surprised eyes, was staring at something.

Following his gaze, I immediately recognized what was printed on the marriage document that was placed on the table.

Abel raised his small hand and pointed at it with a flushed face.

"Uh. . . that, it's true."

Unlike the chaos just a moment ago when he was insisting on taking the document, Hades responded with a slightly tense voice.

Abel's throat bobbed as if he was swallowing dry saliva, showing signs of nervousness. His head turned towards me.

Somehow, I felt like I knew exactly what Abel wanted to do, and it made me nervous too.

"Sir, Confucius."

"Yes, yes. . ."

"C-Can I call you?"

With a shy face, Abel avoided eye contact and nervously tapped his toes.

Note: Unrevised