The Villain Carries the Holy Sword – Chapter 137

Chapter 137: A Momentary Dream (2)

Up until now, Arna had been quite steadfast.

However, now she was avoiding Abel’s gaze, looking at his eyes.

Abel, who was unaware of what Cain knew and what Arna was trying to hide, approached and asked.

“Is there something I should know?”

“No. There’s nothing like that.”

She avoided the question.

She had not been able to tell him the truth about Abel’s birth, so she had hidden it until now.

Even now, she didn’t feel the need to tell him.

“There is.”

Cain, on the other hand, was different.

“Young Master!”

Arna exclaimed in surprise, and Cain shrugged. Abel looked back and forth between the two with a bewildered expression.

“Yes.”

“You can tell me anything, but I don’t want you to tell Abel anything.”

It was completely different from the gentle attitude that Arna had always shown.

“Now is the time to tell him.”

However, Cain resolutely opposed her words.

“Abel is all grown up. He’s not a child who will always grow up in Little Mother’s arms.”

“…….”

“Didn’t you just teach him harshly to send him out of your arms?”

Arna eventually turned her head away.

Abel, her child, but a child whose very birth was shrouded in doubt.

“Then, I shall excuse myself……”

“No.”

Arna, who found it difficult to hear it together, tried to slip away, but Cain caught her.

And smiled slightly.

“If I tell it the way he heard it……”

“I shall stay.”

Arna quickly changed her mind.

Instead of finding it difficult to hear, she was more concerned about how Edmund had said it.

“Am I not the son of Lord Count Edmund……?”

Abel asked, looking at the changing situation.

Only then could Cain, who had met Edmund, and Arna, who kept trying not to talk, be explained.

As Abel had roughly figured out the situation, Cain nodded without hesitation.

“That’s what they say.”

“……Then who is my biological father?”

Abel asked Arna in a slightly disappointed tone. It would have been a lie if he hadn’t noticed it until now.

Edmund, who had appeared on the battlefield, had always taken care of Cain before him, which could be seen as giving priority to his eldest son.

However, seeing Arna’s attitude towards Edmund, which was more that of a superior than a lover, Abel had a little doubt about his own birth.

Cain shrugged and answered.

“There isn’t one.”

“Please don’t hide it and tell me.”

“No, I mean there really isn’t one.”

“……?”

Abel turned his head towards Arna. She sighed deeply and told him the story of when she had Abel.

The pregnancy that began after she had a dream in which the ‘Silver Sun’ appeared, and the short gestation period during which it was doubted if she became pregnant with someone else’s child.

And Arna spoke in detail about what Edmund had said roughly.

“It was absurd. Then I gave birth to you, but what came out was a child with no face at all.”

“No face……?”

As if nothing in this world had been decided.

The child, who had been born and raised in his mother’s womb without a father, had no face.

It wasn’t that he was grotesquely faceless, but rather that it felt like something you couldn’t tell what it was or what it looked like even when you looked at it.

“At that time, Lord Count Edmund and Lady Chloe were with me.”

Abel awkwardly touched his face with his own hand.

His face, which had been similar enough to Edmund’s that he hadn’t felt awkward being called his son until now, felt awkward.

“Then Lord Count Edmund said that this child was my son, ‘Abel’, and his face came to life.”

“My existence was only possible if I had a name.”

“That’s right. After that, it’s as you know.”

The son of a virgin, Abel.

Arna finally smiled gently as if she was relieved. It had been too much for her to bear alone.

Cain said afterwards.

“What do you think?”

Abel raised his hand.

He clenched and unclenched it, and then rubbed his face again.

Chup━.

He activate aura once more, ran a few times, and then came back and shook his head.

“I don’t really know. I’m just me.”

“That’s enough.”

“However, there is one thing I am worried about.”

“What is it?”

Abel hesitated at Cain’s question and then said.

“I wonder if I, a person like this, can be called to Ethelred with you, Brother.”

“Oh, because we’re not half-brothers?”

Cain replied nonchalantly.

Then Abel, who had asked a difficult question, looked surprised, his eyes wide.

[‘Winter’ says Abel’s pure appearance is quite a sight.]

Cain smiled wryly, not really wanting to know what ‘Winter’ liked.

“Isn’t it better not to be half-brothers, given the situation?”

“……Yes?”

Arna also looked puzzled.

Cain pointed to the south with his hand.

The land ruled by the seven nobles and the royal family of the Airian Kingdom.

“You don’t have to go all the way to the mainland. Even on this small island, it’s common for half-brothers to fight each other for power.”

“Yes.”

Cain put his hand around his neck.

“What’s the point of killing each other anyway?”

“That…….”

Both Arna and Abel were momentarily speechless.

They were about to say something in rebuttal, but Cain’s eyes were so straightforward that they hesitated to open their mouths.

[‘Winter’ says that Cain’s statement is very Cain-like.]

Cain smiled wryly.

Would he not know the difference between being related by blood and not?

‘But the world I’ve seen is too complicated to be divided by such things.’

There were countless cases of people who fought each other as enemies even though they shared the same blood.

Even if they were completely unrelated, there were countless situations where they would sacrifice themselves for the other in a moment of crisis.

Blood ties are a great bond, but they are not absolute.

[‘Winter’ agrees with your opinion. After all, fate is created by time and events.]

Cain looked up at the sky.

Listening to ‘Winter’s’ words after awakening the winter of Samhain, he thought that he might be more perceptive than he had thought.

However, when he heard such strangely insightful remarks at times like this, he felt like ‘Winter’ of the 〈Sacred Treasures of the Four Seasons〉 really suited him.

Cain opened his arms.

Abel blinked at the sight.

“Hug me.”

“……Suddenly?”

“Aren’t you my brother?”

“But, you said I wasn’t……”

“That’s why embrace me. Before now, from now on, and in the future, you will always be my brother.”

Abel hesitated, then stuck his sword in the ground and slowly approached and hugged him.

Cain hugged Abel as if he were embracing a comrade who had returned from a fierce battlefield.

“It doesn’t matter who you were born to. In the end, what matters is that we are brothers who can rely on each other’s backs.”

“Brother.”

“Yes.”

“This time too, I was something that you had to protect, brother”

He had done his best.

However, the opponent was too strong.

Who could go up to the World Tree in that situation, release the ‘Blood of Ross’ from the fountain at the top, and return?

Although he had become surprisingly strong, Abel had not been able to do much this time either, as the enemy had become stronger.

That was why he had asked Arna.

“I will grow stronger. Just as you and Mother protected me, I will now protect you in front of you.”

Once spoken, words would vanish into nothingness and become meaningless. However, the emotions that words held tended to reach the recipient’s heart.

Cain smiled at Abel’s fervent oath.

“Fortunately. You’re not my half-brother.”

“……Yes?”

“If my half-brother became that strong, he would later cut my neck, saying that he would take over the count’s position.”

“That’s right. I’m going to keep interrupting Young Master Cain’s future.”

Cain and Arna laughed at each other, and Abel, who was embarrassed by their deep jokes, laughed because he knew they were making fun of him.

What does it matter who you were born to?

The time after that is important.

“I heard that we’re all going back together tomorrow.”

At Arna’s question, Cain nodded.

“Well, that’s what they say. If there’s no special reason, we should go back too.”

Then Arna nodded towards the remaining forest.

“There’s training that you can’t do in a well-organized, civilized land. I want to do it for Abel…….”

Cain nodded immediately.

“I need to do some training myself, so that’s good.”

They decided to go down a few days later.

🔹🔹🔹

Cain, who had watched Abel’s training a little more, returned to his barracks. It was originally the barracks used by Marquis McLoud, the commander of the expeditionary force.

━You use it. It’s too big for an old man like me to use alone.

Since he had declined and assigned them to Cain, Cain had accepted his kindness without hesitation.

To be exact, it was more of a deal than kindness.

‘The reputation of the Marquis of McLoud, which had been tarnished, has rebounded a little.’

Everyone knows that McLoud and the princess that Cain supports are different.

Even so, the Marquis of McLoud’s appearance, who stepped down and gave his place to Cain for the sake of the cause, was one that knew the honor of the nobles.

It was a subtle move that took care of both the profits and righteousness of the expeditionary force, even though it was nothing special.

Cain sat in a comfortable chair, Agweska next to him, and looked up.

‘Winter. I know you don’t usually answer questions, but I just want you to tell me one thing.’

[‘Winter’ is listening to you.]

‘Is the silver light that Abel saw when he awakened as the Demon King the same as the silver light that Lady Arna saw when he was born?’

The reason Cain had told Abel about his birth on purpose.

It was because of the silver spider that he had seen in Abel’s death.

Moreover, given the existence of the ‘Commons’, which were related to the ominous silver light, it was difficult to see Abel’s birth as a coincidence.

[‘Winter’ says ■■■.]

Cain frowned.

Like when part of the previous quest window was blocked out, ‘Winter’s’ message was not displayed properly.

[‘Winter’ says that you’ll be able to know when your World Line Fixation increases.]

“It’s related.”

Cain replied with a slight smile and looked around again, but there was no special reaction.

It seemed that something unavoidable was happening, as ‘Winter’, who was willing to do anything for him, was acting like this.

“Thank you. I always say that, but this is the first time I’ve really meant it.”

He gave a small greeting to ‘Winter’, who had always been by his side. There was no response this time either, so he didn’t know if it had been conveyed, but somehow he felt like it had been heard.

Tuk━Tuk━.

As he was resting comfortably, someone knocked on the ceiling of the barracks.

“Come in.”

He knew who it was from the sound of footsteps coming from afar.

As Cain allowed it, a woman opened the ceiling and entered. It was Olivia, the 2nd princess.

As soon as she entered, she looked around the barracks and asked.

“We’re leaving here tomorrow and heading south, but are you alone in such a big place?”

“I’m leaving a little later.”

“You should go to Lindbloom and receive the title of duke.”

At Olivia’s question, Cain shrugged.

“I won’t be able to leave as soon as I get there anyway. I have time to prepare, so I’m going to train here for a bit before heading down.”

“Hmm, is that okay?”

Olivia raised her chin.

The scent of her gentle perfume approached lightly.

“While you’re gone for a few days, I might be able to defeat Oleciren and claim the right to the throne?”

Cain waved his hand and chuckled.

“If she couldn’t even stand those few days, she wouldn’t be my colleague.”

“Will you be able to say that if the Saintess supports me?”

“She’s a witch here, so she’ll just curse you.”

Olivia chuckled as if she couldn’t believe it and sat down opposite Cain.

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