Chapter 75.1: Spring Day in My Life (4)
The discussion was long, but the action was swift.
The two counts moved as Cain suggested, and Cain and Oleciren moved with the same group that had come to Ironheart.
“Abel.”
The VIP room of the train station they arrived at.
Cain spoke to Abel.
“You go back to Ethelred.”
“……Yes?”
Abel, who naturally thought he would go to the royal capital Lindbloom by Cain’s side, opened his eyes wide. Cain pointed west, where Ethelred was.
“Ride to Ethelred and read this with Lady Arna and Cloyd.”
Thud.
Cain handed him a letter tightly sealed with a red seal. Abel received it reflexively, but suddenly couldn’t understand what was going on.
“Wouldn’t it be faster to take the train to Lamaring and then ride back to Ethelred?”
If it’s an urgent letter, Abel is right that the fastest way to get back to Ethelred is.
But Cain shook his head.
“According to the law of the kingdom, anyone wishing to use the train must identify themselves to the Railroad Administration.”
“There are no exceptions, not even princesses.”
Oleciren also nodded her head in response.
When the railroad was first established in Airian, so many acts of terrorism and crime occurred that it was established by royal law.
Since then, there have been minor crimes on the railroad, but nothing major has happened. And Cain pointed to himself and Abel alternately.
“In other words, the enemy knows where we are going the moment we book the train.”
“Marquis Ross?”
“Yes. The current head of the Railroad Administration, Baron Lubrick, grew up under the patronage of Marquis Ross.”
Cain winked at Oleciren with gratitude, but she just snorted.
Abel rubbed the rough envelope with his finger, looked down at the floor, and opened his mouth.
“How about sending Sir Vanderbilt instead of me?”
There must be a reason why Cain is sending him.
However, Abel was so disappointed that he had no choice but to ask back. If you need someone you can trust to deliver this letter, Vanderbilt is a good fit.
Cain glanced at Vanderbilt, who shrugged his shoulders as if it didn’t matter, and denied Abel’s words.
“He is not a knight of Ethelred, but mine. But you are the vice-knight commander of the Ethelred Knights.”
“……!”
Abel smelled a faint scent of blood from Cain’s words and raised his head without realizing it.
“So you have to go.”
The blood is the enemy’s.
Instinctively, Abel realized that the contents of the letter he was holding were dangerous.
Thud.
Cain patted Abel’s slightly stiff shoulder.
“I trust you. There is no one else but you.”
Abel looked at Vanderbilt. The elderly knight saluted Abel, who was going back on a rough road, and Abel followed his greeting.
“May you be safe.”
Perhaps it was the greeting that suited Cain the least.
Cain smiled bitterly.
“You too. Once you open that letter, there is no turning back.”
“Why do you always tell me that there is no turning back, brother?”
Abel’s firm brown eyes.
Cain was looking over them at the warrior who coughed up blood and chose to the last.
“I have never wanted to go back even once since I met my brother.”
However, it was not the warrior Abel, who betrayed and lost himself, but the boy Abel, who was looking at Cain’s back.
“……Right.”
Cain suppressed something welling up from his chest.
Tears or joy.
It is not clear.
But one thing is certain: the time of the hero Abel will never come again.
Cain, too, will reminisce about the past and miss it, but he will not give up the present and go back.
‘You are Abel.’
He saved Arna and will save Abel.
Erasing the shadow of the hero Abel, Cain raised the corners of his lips.
“That’s why I’m sending you.”
Woong━.
Abel put Cain’s letter in his arms and raised his tightly clenched fist over it.
“Yes, Lord Ethelred.”
Then he straightened his collar, covered his face, and went outside. Cain watched him go and said.
“Asher.”
“Yes!”
“Follow him.”
“Yes?”
Asher, the common knight who had been silent, opened his eyes wide.
“Sending the kid alone? You need at least one escort knight.”
“Y, Yes! Lord Ethelred!”
Asher firmly strapped his shield, the size of his torso, to his back, and hurriedly followed after Abel.
“You sent two members of the Ethelred Knights?”
Oleciren whispered to Cain.
“You’re quick-witted.”
Like Abel, she smelled the faint scent of blood in Cain’s words. It was a witch’s intuition and a queen’s judgment.
“What the hell did you write and send?”
“You’ll find out soon.”
“You can’t tell me?”
Swish.
Cain put on the black coat Crowl had prepared for him. It was very effective in concealing the weapons and armor he was wearing tightly inside.
“It won’t be long.”
Oleciren shook her head as she looked at Cain’s profile, who spoke calmly without changing her expression.
For some reason, the sight reminded her of a knight facing a large enemy army alone, so Oleciren couldn’t even jokingly shoot him anymore.
She held up the train ticket she was holding.
“Let’s go.”
“Yes. I hope nothing happens on this train journey.”
Cain’s small wish.
Vanderbilt and Isoel flinched at the sound. And Oleciren rubbed her arms as if she had goosebumps.
“Seriously. You’re not going to make an ice bridge or fight, are you?”
Cain shrugged and went on.
“I don’t think it’ll be that far, but I think there will be bloodshed.”
“Don’t say such ominous things.”
“You can’t not draw your sword when you need to.”
Bickering.
Vanderbilt and Isoel followed Cain and Oleciren as they continued talking and went out to the ticket gate.
The rain, which had been falling heavily all night, seemed to continue, and dark clouds hung heavy in the sky.
And the train carrying the four of them started running, emitting long steam.
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