Chapter 35.2: Before Our Spring (5)
The tip of his hand pointed to Victor and Abel, who were shaking hands and getting up after their conversation.
“If you come at me with a sword, you are an enemy, so you must be killed. If you put down your sword and embrace me, you are an ally, and you shall live.”
“Surely, the reason you’re causing such a riot is to distinguish between enemies and allies……?”
Count Lamaring’s trembling stopped as he looked into Cain’s cold purple eyes.
He felt something colder than ice run down from head to toe.
He realized Cain’s plan, which was so simple, monstrous, and yet blatantly carried out.
“I can’t help it because I don’t know who is an enemy and who is an ally.”
Cain smiled and straightened his back.
The successor of the Ethelred family stood tall.
He looked back at Oleciren, who was embarrassed by the situation, and asked,
“Princess, please announce the results of the territorial war between Ethelred and Count Lamaring.”
She smiled and shook off the heavy burden on her mind.
“Ethelred has won the territorial war against Lamaring.”
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Word quickly spread throughout the kingdom that Ethelred had led a small group of knights to conquer Lamaring.
King Hybolt took a long drink of crimson wine, a knowing smile on his face.
Second Princess Olivia gnawed at her nails at the sudden change of Oleciren’s demeanor, and the Marquis of McLoud who was a little distant, began to watch with tension.
Marquis Ross, whose lands bordered Lamaring, was silent.
He knew that they would be Cain Ethelred’s next target, after he had slaughtered their knights.
The Marquis of Ross and the Commander of his knights, Sigma, moved in silence.
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A few days later, in the basement of Count Lamaring’s house.
Two middle-aged men were tied tightly to hard wooden chairs.
In a thorough dungeon where even the stench of filth and corpses could not escape.
The two were trembling in the darkness.
Clatter-.
The door opened.
The light of the torch coming from outside made the gap of the door look white, like a halo.
“The hand of the one who will be the Count.”
A word that dismissed respect.
It was Cain.
Cain returned inside, holding one of the torches, brushing his hair back.
He lit up the faces of Lamaring’s two sons, who had aged in a few days, and his mother’s brothers.
Brediol and Tedley.
Then, he shook his head as he looked at the two who were tied to the chair and could only make muffled noises with their mouths covered.
“Too bad. I really wanted to make you the Count if you raised your hand.”
As soon as Cain finished teasing them—
“Eub-eub!”
The eldest son, Brediol, shouted, pulling out his last remaining strength.
Cain removed the cloth that was covering his mouth. He looked down at Brediol with icy purple eyes and asked,
“Do you want to be Count Lamaring?”
“What did you do to our father!”
The corner of Cain’s right lip went up.
His son’s attitude, who was still thinking of Count Lamaring, was amusing.
“Come to think of it, you were Brediol, who told me to give me a chance to escape and money.”
“If I had known that you would be such a devil…”
“Devil?”
Cain tilted his head.
While pretending to cut his own neck with his hand, he continued,
“Humans are dirtier and more deadly than any devil.”
“…….”
“I should talk to this one too.”
Flick-.
He untied the cloth that was covering the second son, Tedley’s, mouth.
Unlike the passionate Brediol, he spoke with a merchant-like expression, spitting out the words he had repeated countless times in his heart.
“Cain, I’ll give you this Airian.”
“How can you give something that’s not yours?”
Cain asked coldly.
“Tedley━!”
The eldest son, Brediol, shouted at his younger brother.
However, Tedley looked straight at Cain with unwavering eyes.
It was a gaze that was hard to believe he had been imprisoned for several days.
“I’ll make the world recognize it.”
“It’s too big a statement for a mere second son of a Count.”
Cain reached for the third chair that was in the corner.
Then, the chair flew according to his aura, and Cain sat down and faced Tedley.
Tedley said to Cain, as if he were stating a fact.
“I can’t do it alone, but ‘we’ can.”
At that moment, Cain’s eyes flashed.
Arian, Lamaring’s maid who had followed his mother Chloe, was killed under mysterious circumstances.
‘He said he had a relationship with her when he was young.’
Cain asked calmly, thinking of teasing him little by little,
“We?”
The desire that had been hidden deep in his heart slowly began to fill his empty eyes.
Tedley, who became a little more human, said,
“We are everywhere and nowhere. If you have our power, it is possible for you to become the king, not those two princesses.”
Cain’s eyes narrowed.
‘It’s a real organization that has something.’
It wasn’t the Royal Intelligence Service, nor the Holy See. It was a secret group that even Cain, who had lived in the distant future, didn’t know.
It smelled bad.
It smelled like something that was very old and rotten.
“I don’t know if you’re just talking nonsense to save your life, but I had something to ask you.”
“Anything.”
Tedley calmly prepared his answer, expecting him to ask where he was from and why he had such power.
“Arian. What kind of woman was she?”
“……!”
However, the past that he had barely let go of came out.
Tedley’s face turned white in an instant.
“H, How do you know that name! She was…… Keuheuk!”
Tedley vomited blood before he could finish speaking. At the same time, blood flowed unnaturally from his eyes, nose, and ears.
“Tedley!”
Clatter, clatter!
Tedley began to shake as if his chair would break at any moment.
The moment Cain got up to check, he shouted, rolling his eyes back,
“We will renew the world with our flames! With our━ flames━!”
Tedley, who had been shouting at the top of his lungs, suddenly stretched out, and Cain quickly reached out.
However—
‘He’s dead.’
His heart had stopped.
At that moment, a strange sense of discomfort struck him. Cain frowned and ripped the shirt he was wearing.
In the middle of his chest.
Cha-ra-ra-ra-ra━.
Something silvery that was breathing like a spider with dozens of legs was crawling into Tedley’s body and disappearing.
He wouldn’t have been able to see it if he had ripped it a little later.
It was something that Cain could never forget even in his dreams.
‘Abel…….’
It resembled what was stuck in the chest of the warrior Abel.
[Fate’s Branching Point Discovered.]
[World Line Fixation : ▲ 9%]
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