The Villain Carries the Holy Sword – Chapter 108.1

Chapter 108.1: On the Day Spring Arrives (3)

「Squish━.

Edmund poked the sleeping baby’s cheek with his fingertip. The white, chubby cheek sank in and then bounced back out.

“…….”

He looked at his finger, wondering what was so fascinating about it that he had just poked the baby’s cheek with it.

It was strange.

He was so used to the feeling of killing people with his fingertips.

Mysterious.

This was the first time he had felt the sensation of a living being with his fingertips.

“Are you going to stare at it forever? Why are you so awkward about it?”

Chloe, dressed in a white dress, asked with a smile from beside the bed where the baby was sleeping.

“You’re right.”

Squish━.

He poked the baby’s cheek once more.

The soundly sleeping child didn’t budge at Edmund’s touch and continued to sleep soundly.

“Have you decided on a name for the baby?”

“……Not yet.”

There were a few candidates in mind.

However, even now, as the baby was born and sleeping, he couldn’t decide what to name him.

Chloe smiled at how flustered Edmund, who was always so composed even in front of tens of thousands of soldiers, was in front of a tiny baby.

“What kind of person do you want the baby to grow up to be? Regardless of what you see in the future.”

An image of a man from a story Edmund had read in the underground library came to mind.

A man who had crossed the continent with his wife.

A man who came to Airian, where the national system was just being established, and founded the fifth count family.

A great warrior who came like the wind and disappeared beyond the horizon like the wind.

“I want him to be strong. Strong enough not to lose anything.”

“And?”

“I want him to know what’s precious.”

“Strong and knowing what’s precious.”

Edmund looked out the window.

It was spring.

He had lived through dozens of springs, but this was the first spring he was experiencing with Chloe and their child.

For the first time, he felt that the spring sky was blue, the flowers were red, and the grass was green.

The child had brought light into his world of black and white.

“Cain.”

“Cain……?”

“Cain Ethelred. It’s the name of our ancestor who first started our family. He came to the island with Lady Karen.”

Chloe smiled.

Edmund was a taciturn man who spoke coldly. It was amusing to see him speak so warmly and at length.

Unaware of Chloe’s amusement, Edmund stroked the head of the baby, no, Cain, with his rough hand.

“Cain Ethelred.”

The surface of a pond in midwinter freezes over.

If someone throws a stone on it, the ice cracks.

The smile Edmund was giving Cain now was as faint as a crack in the ice, but it was the end of the winter that had gripped the man. 」

🔹🔹🔹

Elder Faye MacGeraghty’s offensive was fierce.

She moved between the sky and the ground with such dazzling skill that the other elves were afraid to intervene, relentlessly pushing Cain back.

Swoosh.

Marquis Ross, who had been watching, tried to take a step to join forces with Faye MacGeraghty.

《Watch.》

Queen Glumiêm grabbed Ross’s sleeve.

“We can win if I help.”

《There’s something I need to see. I can sense something from that boy now that he’s closer to my main body.》

Cain blocked Faye MacGeraghty’s attacks with Pure White Thunderbolt.

Glumiêm was initially puzzled that she couldn’t see Cain’s fate with her ‘miracle’.

It had never happened before.

It was strange that Cain’s future was completely nonexistent, except for when it was blocked by a grand magic barrier.

《There’s something there.》

“What is it?”

《A boy has appeared whose future I cannot read. And the fate of Edmund that I saw has changed.》

According to the fate she had seen, Edmund was supposed to starve to death in the Eire dungeon.

But he appeared perfectly healthy and even threatened her with ‘Summer’.

It felt like the world she knew no longer existed.

Glumiêm turned her head.

Towards where Oleciren and her group were fighting.

《That’s strange too.》

“……?”

《I can’t see one because she’s a witch, and the other girl’s fate is visible, but there’s no fate where they’re fighting in my front yard like this.》

“……!”

《And that old man. He has no future, but it’s being created in real-time.》

Cain had none at all.

Vanderbilt’s fate was only visible up to this point.

Every time his sword swung, his fate advanced one step.

Glumiêm glanced at Cain.

《This means that boy is the one who’s twisting the fate of the world.》

She was right.

In the previous timeline, Isoel Wareham never entered the Elf Forest to fight. The elderly knight Vanderbilt Artsweaver was also already dead at this point in time.

Glumiêm’s ‘fate observation’ was unable to grasp the fate of the two, which had already deviated significantly from the original timeline.

“Twisting the fate of the world?”

Marquis Ross was insightful, but he was not able to follow the deep conversation of the witch Glumiêm.

Glumiêm slowly nodded.

《Everything in this world is preordained.》

“Are you saying that even my existence here is predetermined?”

Marquis Ross asked politely.

He had always thought that he acted as he wanted, but if it was all predetermined, as the witch Glumiêm said, it would be very unpleasant.

Glumiêm immediately shook her head.

《I didn’t say it was predetermined. I said it was created.》

“……?”

《It’s like the road being there whether you go left or right.》

“……!”

She was showing a queenly side, unlike the usual elf who was short-spoken and easily bored.

Glumiêm spoke, concentrating as much as possible so as not to miss Cain’s movements.

《The fate of the world is such a vast web that everything is prepared, and it’s up to the individual how they live it.》

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