The Villain Carries the Holy Sword – Chapter 42.1

Chapter 42.1: The Train Heading Towards Spring (4)

The Crowl Count family’s luxurious room.

A woman with rich blonde hair, shimmering like flames, was braiding her hair with her legs crossed.

She was so beautiful that any painter would want to capture her on canvas, and any bard would want to praise her beauty.

Arian Crowl.

A man knelt before her, his head bowed.

“Diez Arian, a message from headquarters.”

“This island nation is so inconvenient without magic communication. They still use telegrams here?”

“Yes.”

“I should return to the continent as soon as the mission is over. What about the ‘Witch’s Eye’?”

“Ironbridge will collapse as planned, and most of those on the train will die. Arian, you said you would wipe out the remaining rebels in Crowl.”

Diez Arian, nodded repeatedly as if pleased. She put down her brush, stood up, and looked at herself in the mirror.

“With the ‘Witch’s Eye’ that can see the future, they are being too cautious. We just need to kill and destroy them all.”

“……’The Witch’s Eye’ is not omnipotent.”

Whoosh━.

Arian’s round eyes narrowed, glaring down at the man with a venomous look. Feeling the chill down his spine, he continued.

“It is useless before the ‘Adversary’ who will extinguish the flames.”

“That damned ‘Adversary’. If he appears, we’ll burn him down our way.”

He rose from his position.

His face was covered with a jet-black mask, revealing only the white and black of his eyes. He bowed to Arian and greeted her.

“With our flames, we shall renew the world.”

Arian, who had been responding casually, politely lifted her skirt slightly and bowed her head at the final greeting.

“And the dawn we greet shall be golden.”

🔹🔹🔹

Quarrrrrrr━.

The train sped onward, its brakes broken. Oleciren, who had vowed to save everyone, realized the situation was even more dire than she had thought.

She became even more anxious as Cain, who had always been confident, crossed his arms and looked ahead.

She shifted her gaze awkwardly before speaking.

“Should we just escape by ourselves?”

Cain scoffed, turning to her with an incredulous look.

“You said no one dies in your kingdom.”

“That doesn’t mean we should throw ourselves into impossible situations and die.”

Cain briefly gripped Agweska and leaned out the window of the locomotive. Oleciren cried out in alarm, fearing he might fall at any moment.

“What are you doing!”

“The brakes are gone, the bridge ahead is going to collapse, and we need to save these people.”

“……?”

“Actually, there’s a way.”

Cain turned back with a bright smile. Oleciren shuddered at the sight.

Humans don’t only smile when they’re happy. They also smile when they’ve made up their minds to let go of everything.

“I was worried for a moment that I might get scolded.”

“By who?”

“By me.”

Cain’s smile was exactly that kind of smile.

Oleciren didn’t understand what he meant by scolding himself, but there was such a thing as a feeling.

She shook her head quickly and declared.

“If your sacrifice is the only way, I’ll choose another path.”

She would never do something like sacrificing someone as an offering.

That was the royal road that Oleciren wanted to walk.

“Don’t worry, it’s not like that.”

“Liar.”

Whoosh━.

Cain didn’t answer and climbed onto the roof of the locomotive. She reached out her left hand quickly, but she couldn’t catch him.

Oleciren had no choice but to look ahead, focusing her witch’s magic into her eyes.

The power to see the future.

If Cain was truly about to do something dangerous, she was prepared to stop him by any means necessary.

Drip━.

Tears of blood streamed from her eyes.

As a witch who was not yet mature, her eyes were not enough to read the huge Ironbridge and the train with hundreds of lives on it.

However.

Within that glimpse of the future.

“……?”

Oleciren tilted her head in confusion.

At first, it was blurry, but she clearly saw the iron bridge collapsing and the train plummeting into the ravine.

But then, darkness enveloped everything.

A future she couldn’t see.

And then, a glimmering white light.

Dispelling the magic from her eyes, Oleciren looked up at the ceiling of the locomotive.

“You’re… changing the future.”

She had a feeling that with Cain, who could even alter the future, there truly was no such thing as ‘impossible’.

🔹🔹🔹

Cain’s black hair whipped back in the strong wind. His pant legs and sleeves fluttered wildly.

But his eyes were fixed straight ahead.

Clank━.

He then grabbed the black Agweska. He turned his head and looked back for a moment.

Clatter clatter clatter━.

A long line of vehicles, like dark thunderclouds strung together.

A locomotive running to the underworld without stopping.

[‘Spring’ dissuades you from your futile sacrifice.]

Cain smiled at the sudden message.

“I thought I’d only see you when I passed out, but I was able to see you like this. But what do you expect me to do?”

[‘Spring’ asks you to recall the reason 『Four Seasons』 gathered and regressed the past.]

“Reason, reason.”

He looked ahead again.

The wide-open Crowl canyon and the thin black iron bridge connecting them. And the endless blue sky overlooking it all.

It was fun.

It always snowed on the Great Wall.

It was always cloudy.

And on that white snowfield, only the green bodily fluids of monsters and the red blood of warriors painted pictures.

All these landscapes appealed to Cain, who lived in such a world, more than any work of art.

“You don’t know why I returned.”

[‘Spring’ asks if you are aware that Abel requested you to find the ones who trapped him…….]

“This sacred treasure seems to be completely clueless. Think carefully. Where did I meet Abel?”

[‘Spring’ remains silent.]

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