The Villain Carries the Holy Sword – Chapter 101.2

Chapter 101.2: A Small Hand’s Prayer (3)

The reason he went back in time and crossed the world line is Abel.

No matter how much he looked forward to a new future, he should not forget his purpose, so Cain clenched his fist so hard that his fingernails dug into it.

“By the way, we’re not the only ones going up. We have to meet the Knights of Ethelred, who are running hard right now.”

Oleciren approached Cain.

The strong wind, like the rough water of Elivagar, blew her gray hair.

She brushed her hair back and looked back at Cain.

“Won’t we miss them if we go by ship?”

Cain looked at Oleciren for a moment and then turned his body.

Then he pointed to the dense forest of elves that reminded him of the Great Wall.

“We’ll meet up.”

“How?”

“We’ll eventually meet up, whether it’s us, the Knights, or the Northern Expeditionary Force.”

A small smoke was seen rising in the distance.

Since no fires would start in the Elven Forest due to their magic, it was probably the smoke from the fire that the expeditionary force had made while they were staying there.

If it was a war against humans, they wouldn’t light a fire so carelessly.

However, since they were dealing with the elves, who were half-shrouded in mystery anyway, the expeditionary force was also moving around more easily in this area.

Cain pointed a finger at where the expeditionary force would be.

“We will eventually meet if we follow the traces of those who have seen such things or moved in groups.”

“Will it be okay?”

Oleciren asked a question with no subject or object.

However, Cain knew right away.

“It will be.”

“If Abel leads the Knights and makes a great contribution here, your position in Ethelred may become narrower.”

Abel will not push Cain out.

The knights will not abandon Cain because they themselves called Cain the Lord of Ethelred, although it was for a short time.

However, from a political perspective, this incident was a burden to Cain.

“That’s what I wanted.”

However, it’s not a problem because it’s something that Cain himself planned.

Oleciren leaned against the railing and asked in a low voice that only Cain could hear.

“I think it’s too late to ask this, but I think I should ask now.”

“Anything.”

She couldn’t look Cain in the eye.

She was afraid because he had already taken too much part in her life, no matter what he answered.

“What do you want?”

He had thought that she would ask him that someday.

“You told me in Ethelred’s underground storage.You said that you don’t think about yourself. Why do you do that? What kind of future do you want?”

“……”

Cain’s lips did not move easily.

He made up his mind every day.

Every night, he dreamed of the day he had killed Abel.

He was proud that he had lived an unwavering life, but he found it difficult to tell Oleciren.

She looked at Cain, who kept silent, and turned her head to the waves of Elivagar.

“I just wanted to live a little noisily. The place I lived was too quiet.”

Her mother, Carla Audrey, was killed by Edmund.

Her father, King Hybolt, had his heart killed by a gold crown imbued with the magic of elves.

Oleciren was alone in the royal palace.

“When I became a witch, I wanted to live.”

If you get caught, you die.

She wouldn’t die alone, but everywhere she went would be devastated by the forces of the Holy See.

Oleciren desperately searched for information and avoided the fate of a witch.

“And now I want to live well.”

That’s how she met Cain Ethelred.

He completely twisted the fate of Oleciren, and even shook the fate of Airian.

She calmly confessed her story and turned her head to Cain and asked.

“What about you?”

At the beginning of spring this year.

Abel learned Ardvark under Cain’s guidance.

And he asked right away.

━Will I ever be able to beat my brother?

And Cain answered the same way he did then.

“When a new spring comes━.”

At that time, only Cain knew the meaning of these words, but now one more person has been added.

“I want to see that spring.”

It was a wish.

It was a prayer.

And Cain’s despair.

It is a very luxurious thing to want to see a new spring in a new life built on the death of the hero Abel.

From the perspective of Cain, who only lived for today, a new spring was too far in the future when he didn’t even know what would happen tomorrow.

“Alone?”

Cain prayed with his hands together for the wish deep in his heart.

“No, together.”

“But why are you trying to do it alone?”

Cain smiled more bitterly than ever.

[‘Winter’ hears your prayer.]

“Because my winter is not over yet.”

Oleciren saw that Cain, who was younger than her, seemed like a much older adult at this moment. So much so that she could faintly sense the weight of ‘Winter’ that he was carrying.

The words flowed out like rough currents, and before they knew it, the Naglfar had reached the riverbank where the Northern Expeditionary Force had been.

The main force had all gone to the forest, and all that remained were a few ordinary troops in charge of supplies.

They were the ones who lit the fire.

“It looks like we won’t be late thanks to this ship.”

Waving to the troops who were looking at him with dull eyes, the Naglfar entered the forest of elves.

To the battlefield of spring.

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