The Villain Carries the Holy Sword – Chapter 93.2

Chapter 93.2: Spring of Salvation (1)

Hybolt continues to speak.

Oleciren, upon hearing the truth about her mother for the first time, covered her mouth with her hand, while Cain fiddled with his empty teacup.

“We didn’t know either. That Ross’s blood carried such madness.”

“So, does Marquis Ross kill people periodically?”

At Cain’s question, Hybolt shook his head. It wasn’t that he meant no, but rather that he didn’t know.

“Even the Royal Intelligence Service couldn’t confirm that part, but it’s probably true. The ‘bloodlust’ they possess couldn’t be suppressed by any medicine.”

“…….”

“Before that, Marquis Ross had despaired that Carla had chosen me, but he had stepped back for her happiness. However…….”

“I guess he changed after Carla died like that.”

Carla, whom he loved despite the forbidden love, was eventually killed by Edmund’s sword in Hybolt’s palace.

At that moment, Marquis Ross turned into the absolute enemy of the Airian royal family.

Hybolt smiled bitterly.

“Even though I wanted to kill him, I understood Edmund.”

“Then what about Your Majesty?”

“…….”

Hybolt avoided Cain’s gaze.

Before those violet eyes that seemed to see through everything from the past to the future, it felt like his true feelings were being laid bare.

“I met Archbishop Barbetta last night. And he told me about Your Majesty.”

That it was Hybolt who reported Cain’s biological mother, Chloe, as a witch.

“……It’s a cowardly excuse, but the influence of the Golden Crown was quite strong.”

Cain nodded.

According to Hybolt’s story, there was almost a ten-year gap between Carla Audrey’s death and Chloe’s death.

No matter how firm his resolve was, a person could change if their heart was eaten away at over a long period.

“I was weak. I thought I could endure it, but I needed someone to blame.”

“And that was Edmund?”

Nod━.

Oleciren, who hadn’t heard about this yet, looked back and forth between the two.

She realized there was something as chilling as the story of her own mother.

Hybolt spoke calmly.

“Edmund was the strongest. Both with the sword and in spirit.”

“So you took revenge? By reporting my mother to the church as a witch?”

Thump.

Oleciren rose from her seat.

She glared at Hybolt with disbelieving eyes.

He couldn’t bring himself to meet their gazes that were pouring down on him like arrows.

“I thought it was fair…….”

“Father!”

“I regret it now. But back then, it was the only answer I knew…….”

Thud.

As another witch, and as Hybolt’s daughter and Cain’s friend, Oleciren sank back into her seat.

Cain smiled bitterly and scratched his cheek.

“The people of Airian are truly human.”

Having left Airian at a young age, what Cain was familiar with was the cold and vast empire, the magnificent and cunning Holy See, or the Great Wall where death fell like snow.

To such a Cain, Airian was truly human.

‘At least they’re overflowing with emotion.’

Whether it was in a good way or a bad way, regardless of social status, there was emotion. The fact that this emotion could fester and eventually lead to trouble was so human that he couldn’t even be angry.

He was merely curious.

About his father and mother.

About Edmund Ethelred and Chloe.

There was a time when he resented Edmund, and times when he cried out in despair at the thought of being abandoned alone in the world.

But to Cain, who carried the burden of ‘Winter,’ it was all a faded past.

‘What I have to do is decided.’

To make sure Abel never dies unjustly again.

And to take down the ‘Commons’ who killed Abel.

However, right now was just a time to clear the island so that Abel could live peacefully on Airian Island.

Cain turned his head.

“Oleciren.”

He spoke to her, her eyes trembling from the unimaginable truth she had just learned.

“Let’s go now.”

“Go……? Where to?”

“We’ve gotten everything we need from the Royal Capital, so we should head north.”

Both Hybolt and Oleciren,

And even Vanderbilt, Isoel, and Wayne, who were watching the scene, stiffened slightly and looked back at Cain.

Their reaction made Cain feel awkward, and he frowned.

“Why are you all looking at me like that?”

“Are you feeling wronged or you hate me or something?”

“Because you reported my mother?”

“Yes…….”

Cain shrugged.

“You did report her, but the Holy See couldn’t do anything, so what’s there to hate? Besides, you had a good reason.”

“You…….”

Oleciren tried to speak with a choked sob, but the words wouldn’t come out.

There were many emotions welling up inside her, but she didn’t know what to say first, with only one thing she could actually bring herself to utter.

Cain continued speaking calmly.

“I also learned why Marquis Ross went so far, so it wasn’t without its gains.”

To them, it was the present story.

But to Cain, it was just a replay of a faded past.

Besides, he didn’t have the luxury of dwelling on the past.

“Perhaps it’s you whose heart has died.”

At Hybolt’s words, Cain raised the corners of his lips. Then he glanced in the direction of the rising sun.

“If any emotion dares to shake me now, I will kill it with my own hands. I don’t have time for such distractions.”

“…….”

“On my way to the Royal Capital, I saw Princess Olivia at Mainus Station. She said she was going north, so I assume she’s headed for the Northern Expedition.”

Cain changed the subject.

Since he himself refused to engage with the story of Carla and Count Ethelred, there was nothing others could do.

“Yes. McLoud and Ross’s knights are probably already prepared.”

Hybolt calmly stated the facts. Wayne spoke up next.

“I heard that the Magic Tower has figured out a way to break the ‘Barrier of the Great Forest.’ They say they plan to push through to the ‘Deep Forest’ where the real elves live.”

“There are widespread rumors that Marquis Ross has joined hands with the elves. Do you really think he’ll break the ‘Barrier of the Great Forest’?”

“To be honest, I doubt it.”

As the king of Airian, a nation founded to fight against elves, Hybolt grasped the reality of the situation.

“But, it’s the only way to enter the ‘Deep Forest,’ which we haven’t even been able to approach until now.”

“Even if it’s a trap?”

He nodded.

“Even if it’s a trap. In terms of power, we have long since surpassed the elves, but we have not been able to deliver a real blow to the elves because we failed to break the barrier.”

“I guess you plan to fight with power.”

“That’s right. Even though Ross betrayed us, he’s a sly one with nine snakes in his belly, so he’s probably already come up with a way to betray the elves as well.”

Trust in the enemy.

Cain stroked his chin at that strange statement.

He had thought that Ross was being blindly manipulated by the elves, but it seemed like he was making accurate judgments.

“Good. Then we’ll move immediately as well. No matter how much authority the ‘Headbreaker’ holds, it’s meaningless if we’re late.”

“You’re fast.”

Dada-dada-dada━.

At that moment, they heard the sound of a knight rushing in from outside the White Palace.

If it were an ordinary matter, he wouldn’t be allowed in.

The young knight, gasping for breath, saluted Wayne and was about to whisper in his ear.

Hybolt stopped him with a wave of his hand.

“Just speak freely.”

“Yes, Your Majesty! The combined knight order of McLoud and Ross, with Princess Olivia as commander-in-chief, has set out for the Northern Elf Forest!”

News of the outbreak of war.

At the news, which came much faster than expected, Hybolt’s eyes widened.

However, Cain stroked his chin, carefully picturing Marquis McLoud and Marquis Ross’s shadows, and then nodded.

“It seems they’re finally ready to settle the score.”

Edmund and the Saintess.

The two marquises and Princess Olivia.

The Elf Queen Glumiêm, the enemy of Abel and Arna.

And the future of Airian.

Everything began to converge on the Northern Elf Forest.

“Lucky me.”

The spring that Cain envisioned for Airian was arriving sooner than expected.

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