My Lover's Personality is a Little Strange

Chapter 109

"No! Hit me Yves! Damn it, what's this? Who the hell are you to show up and disturb our time? You're like a cockroach."

The man who was sobbing on the floor jumped up and grabbed Theodore by the collar.

As expected, the pathetic figure until a while ago must have been acting in front of Yves.

Theodor smirked at the fake that mimicked him.

"Did you just call me a cockroach? Yves said she wanted to be friends with cockroaches."

"What...?"

"So get out of front of Yves right now."

The man gnashed his teeth at Theodore's provocation.

"You crazy bastard......."

And Yves looked at the two Theodores as if they were horrible.

"Get out of my sight, both of you!"

At the same time, Theodore and the man looked back at her with a mournful expression on their faces.

"Wait, Yves."

"Get out of here..."

But Yves, coldly, turned around and strode to the other side.

"Yves...!"

It was when Theodore tried to reach for her.

Saaaaah-

"Huh...??"

Yves disappeared in an instant.

And the man who looked just like him and held him by the collar a while ago also disappeared.

'What's going on?'

Theodore blinked his eyes.

'No way, did he take Yves?'

It was when he let out a ferocious energy.

Whoosh!

A dull sound was heard from the side.

Turning his head, he saw a man was being beaten with a sword by Yves.

"Yves...!"

Theodore ran quickly towards it.

Then Yves, who was hitting the man, looked at him with a very scary expression.

"Who the hell is this Theodore?"

Thud!

For a moment, Theodore's heart sank.

"I'm sick and tired of......"

Just when he opened his mouth to ask.

"Sob, sob, hic....... Don't be sick of, sick of me, hah, hah, hic..... Don't, don't, Yves, sob, I'm, uh, I'm sorry, huh......."

The man who curled himself at her feet broke into crying and sobbing loudly.

Theodor, who lowered his head to look at the man who broke in crying, paused once again.

Even his sad face wet with tears was definitely himself, handsome like an ancient male god.

However, the handsome face had no effect on Yves, who looked at him with a cold face.

"Don't cry, I don't want to hear it."

"Ugh, wuahh......."

The man with the same face as Theodore began to weep at Yves's feet.

It was a similar situation just a while ago.

Theodor stared blankly at the scene.

And in a short time, the man who looked like him and Yves disappeared.

"What the hell is this?"

It was when Theodore was mumbling to himself in confusion.

"You mean, why Yves wants to beat you to death?"

The voice of a familiar man came from behind.

Theodore turned his head.

Then there was a dough-like man staring at him with slightly bland eyes.

"Benjamin Ferdinand......."

Theodore's expression, which found him, also sank fiercely.

This bastard tried to use Erwin as a sacrifice of black magic.

When he remembered the fact, he had a strong will to kill and tear him to pieces.

"You're the one who......."

"It's a shame. I could've got Yves, and eliminate those punk children too."

Benjamin giggled as he grabbed his stomach and burst into laughter as if the situation itself was very funny.

He seemed to have forgotten all about the things he had done to the Emperor.

"Are you crazy?"

Theodore frowned with displeasure.

Then Benjamin screamed, glaring his eyes.

"Yes! How can I not be crazy! Yves! My Yves, who I had been hiding from the world for more than 10 years, was going to get out of my hands!"

"You were the one who locked Yves in Ferdinand and isolated her, weren't you?"

"Isolated her?"

Benjamin tilted his head and burst into a dry laugh.

"That's a nice explanation. I'm the only one she has left in the world."

"What were you going to do to Erwin and Yves?"

"Well, what was I going to do?"

Benjamin smiled softly, folding his eyes into a half-moon shape.

"Don't play with words and tell me straight."

Theodor snapped back, grinding his teeth.

"You tried to use black magic by sacrificing Erwin."

Then Benjamin laughed like a madman.

"Yes. I tried to manipulate Yves's soul by sacrificing her child. I want her to look at me, smile at me, and whisper words of love to me, in my arms. I want her body and mind to obey only me."

"What...?"

"It's perfect! Everything about her will belong to me! What more perfect form of love than this?"

"Are you crazy? If you do something like that, Er's mind......!"

"It's going to be destroyed, I know. But do I care?"

Benjamin responded in a tone as if there was really nothing wrong with it.

"You piece of crap."

Theodore looked at Benjamin with contempt.

Seriously, he wants to kill Benjamin.

Benjamin also looked at Theodore with the same eyes.

"Is that what you're going to say? I've never hurt Yves openly, though."

"I'm better than you who's trying to do something shady behind her back."

Theodore snapped back.

"I don't know. Would Yves think so?"

Benjamin snorted.

Theodore frowned at his meaningful expression.

"What does that mean?"

"This place is Yves's mind, and Yves hates you."

Benjamin spoke in a categorical tone.

"This is, in Yves's mind?"

"Yes. I think it's one of the layers of consciousness among them."

Theodore turned his head around and looked everywhere.

When he realised that the place where he was stepping was in Yves's mind, this space suddenly felt lovely. Even though it was not the time to feel that way.

"If you hadn't rushed in at the end, I could have completed the perfect trick!"

Benjamin cried out in a mournful voice.

"But thanks to you, I learned one thing for sure. Yves, she hates you."

Benjamin, who shuffled and swallowed his anger, pointed somewhere with his chin tip.

"Look over there. Yves is cursing you like a piece of crap, right?"

Theodore's head turned toward the place he pointed.

Then, he saw Yves was throwing darts with an indifferent expression. And the place she was throwing darts was-

Theodore's portrait.

"Hah......"

Theodor turned his head with a low groan.

Then another Yves on the other side came into his view.

Yves was poking a small rag doll with black hair and golden eyes that somehow looks like Theodore.

"Hah......"

Theodore's groan deepened when he found it.

"In addition, Yves seems to think of you as someone who has a very bad and poor personality. And very ugly, too."

Benjamin chuckled and laughed loudly.

And as he said...... Everywhere around him, he was being beaten by Yves and they were all sobbing sadly.

"Oh, my God. Yves, don't, don't throw me away......."

"I'll be a good dog. I'll be a good dog......."

"Yves, me, I'm sorry, I'm, I'm, sorry......."

So those pathetic things that were groveling at her feet are not the dark magic that mimicked him, but the images of himself in her consciousness.

'I did cry in front of Yves.'

Theodore felt it was a little unfair.

He wasn't originally a man who cried like that.

Crying like that was only for crybabies like Ernst.

He cried in front of her only twice.

Because he likes her so much.

He doesn't like himself being hated by her.

He felt so overwhelmed to meet her alive.

Because he hated his own self from the past for doing unforgivable things to her.

He is still in love with her.

He cried because he loved her.

But Yves remembered him like that.......

"Now you know for sure, don't you? How much Yves hates you."

Looking at Theodore's dark expression, Benjamin mockingly said.

He was right.

All he found after stepping into her consciousness was how much bad feelings she had toward him.

Despite crying beautifully with such a handsome face, she was unresponsive, cold-hearted, and even somewhat violent.

Theodor, who was quietly watching the scene, looked up again at Benjamin.

One of Theodore's eyebrows was raised.

Benjamin was provoking him.

Theodor, who was staring at him, soon smiled.

"As you say, Yves must hate me a little."

"She hates you so much that she wants to beat you to death, not a little."

Benjamin corrected Theodore's words in a calm voice.

However, Theodore called him with a relaxed look instead of falling for the provocation.

"But Benjamin Ferdinand."

Theodore told him in the voice of the victor looking at the loser, "Yves doesn't think about you at all."

Flinch.

At that moment, a crack like incontinence was drawn on Benjamin's face.

"Look, I'm the only one in Yves's mind, right? You don't even exist."

"I'm going to kill you!"

It was also a fact that Benjamin had been turning a blind eye all along since he entered Yves's mind.

Benjamin, who was immediately caught in the provocation, rushed to Theodore.

Benjamin was in bad shape long before he ran into Theodore here.

To the point of such destructive thinking that at the expense of her child, he would manipulate her soul and make it obey him.

Punch!

Benjamin punched Theodore in the face.

Theodore's head turned to the other side.

There was a slight indignation over Theodore's face.

Yves was the only person who could hurt him(Theodore).

Benjamin Ferdinand, who looked as if he was kneaded like flour dough, dared to punch his handsome face.

"You son of a punk!"

Punch!

Theodor fought back, grabbing Benjamin by the collar.

Sadly, the two men's divine and magical powers could not be used in this space.

So the two men used their hands and feet to beat and fight with each other.