The Antagonist: The World Ends Theory
Chapter 101 - The Duty of a Weapon

"Can anyone tell me why we can move?"

All eyes were suddenly on Rovers. Clara and Duke Wayne who were originally in love with Frederick looked at him. They also do not know what to answer.

Because after black magic surrounded Clara, Duke Wayne and Rovers. They arrived - arriving in an empty room that had not been occupied for a long time. Then there was a black dome that also appeared which contained Frederick and Count Cheltics.

"He? It's black magic, you know? Did your father never tell you anything about the power of black magic?" Frederick frowned.

"I don't think black magic can be used to move places like this." Honest Rovers.

Rovers turned to Duke Wayne, who still had Clara. The girl still lost her ability to stand. Rovers was confused because Duke Wayne said something strange, something he did not know what it was.

About black magic, the girl Clara asked Duke Wayne and the others. Also the next container...

"Duke Wayne, why do you say he's the next container? What does that mean?"

Duke Wayne flinched, his face bowed unwillingly looking at Clara who was also looking towards him. Frederick looked hard at Duke Wayne, his son was able to slip. He thought only Hellen was careless. But well, anyone can make a mistake, so Frederick won't complicate it.

"Did Your Majesty ever hear of the legend of the white rose girl?" Frederick asked, he began to speak formally.

"Know. The painting of the girl is in one of my history books. His face was blurred for several reasons. She was the girl who roamed the entire Herbras continent with an unidentified man. The girl was nicknamed the White Rose Girl because every trip she always carried a white rose. The reason was only known to him and the man who explored with him." Papar Rovers's.

"really so. And every time he visited a place, he never missed a single white rose. Surprisingly, the roses he brought were always gone and changed into blue roses." Frederick continued, he nodded confirming Rovers' short story.

"That's not wrong. Kira - guess why it could disappear and change?" Count Cheltics asked.

Frederick shook his head, "The white rose is not gone. Instead of changing color to blue. All of that was because the White Rose Girl made each white rose a container of black magic absorbed by her."

Clara's sapphire eyes widened, as if finding other pieces. The red thread that had been dead - matian was sought by him. It turned out that Frederick knew something about the problems that existed in the Herbras continent. Clara believes Frederick knows far more than this.

"Why? Why would he absorb black magic on this one continent?" Rovers asked again.

Frederick's face was doubtful. "If it were. I don't know."

"How do you know?"

A soft voice tucked in pain was heard. Frederick looked at Clara who was getting tighter clutching his chest, the pain that did not disappear - gone make Clara tormented.

"How do you know all that?" Clara pressed her voice.

"I know that story from my teacher"

"That's not just a story! That is the truth of this world. And what Duke Wayne said if I was the container wasn't entirely wrong. I actually.. the truth is..."

"What actually?"

Clara stared at Frederick, Count Cheltics and Rovers alternately. Duke Wayne was waiting for his answer.

"I am the reincarnation of that girl."

Everyone there was shocked by Clara's statement. Reincarnation is not an impossibility, but it is rarely found in any part of the world.

Therefore, after hearing Clara's statement that she was the reincarnation of the White Rose Girl made everything there silent. They were swept away in each other's minds for a long time, including Clara herself.

"The girl made a promise to her boyfriend. He would absorb all the black magic that existed in this Herbras continent. Unfortunately, the girl died before her goal was achieved. I as his reincarnation intend to continue his duty." Clara said again, breaking the silence in the empty room.

I have even expressed my intentions to His Majesty. At first I refused Grein-!

Clara jerks. The only person who knows if he is the reincarnation of Lyserith, even he is the one who told Clara. If Grein knew that far, it was likely that Grein also knew the history of this Herbras continent during the war.

I want to meet him. But how?

"Why do you want to continue with your duties?!"

Clara looked up at Duke Wayne's reddened face, from her voice as well Clara realized that Duke Wayne was against Clara's decision to continue White Rose Girl duties.

"Black magic is rampant, I can't keep quiet while closing my eyes."

"What's wrong with that!?"

"Isn't black magic not something good to leave behind?" Clara asked rhetorically, leaving Duke Wayne unflappable.

"Forget about you being the reincarnation of the White Rose Girl. Now is the time for you to pay for the six years you spent at my residence. Your job as a weapon is not to protect Hendrick here. But against Willem with me."

Huh uh?

"Tsk. What are you talking about, old man! Even if he's the weapon you kidnapped from Freesia, I won't let him go back to that guy!" Firmly Duke Wayne, he clasped tightly onto Clara's slender fingers.

"You can't be selfish in such a weird situation right now, Hendrick." Frederick said in a cold tone.

"I know it! But--"

SRETT

"Claras? Why you...?"

Clara took off Duke Wayne's grip. He attempted to stand on his own while carrying the sword given by Duke Wayne a moment ago. He smiled wryly at Duke Wayne.

Rovers nodded in understanding. While Count Cheltics could only be speechless looking at Frederick. The enemies of his rivals were getting more and more, and now he was just starting to reduce them. Count Cheltics walked over to Frederick and patted him on the shoulder.

"I'll wait for your return, so don't die okay?" Said Count Cheltics, a wide smile that was rarely seen was now imprinted on his haughty face.

"Who wants to die?" Frederick's response was cynical.

Clara smiled faintly at the interaction of the two old men. The relationship between friendship and their rivals is so harmonious and durable to this day.

But Clara's attention was distracted when she realized that Duke Wayne had suddenly stood up. His face was still lowered, his hazel mane falling over covered his expression.

"Why do you think it's just a task and a task? The slave of fate."

There was scorn from Duke Wayne's spicy mouth. Instantly a small laugh escaped Clara's lips. Duke Wayne looked up, looking at the confused Clara who suddenly laughed. Frederick, Rovers and Count Cheltics.

"Why are you laughing?"

Clara wiped the tears at the corner of her eyes, "Nothing. It's just that I just felt that you like this I'll miss."

"Curtain! You're just gonna meet your death flag." Duke Wayne is upset.

Clara laughed again. Duke Wayne's gaze seemed to dim, he looked back down and muttered softly.

"Can't you just let me come?"

Clara's laughter suddenly disappeared, she looked at Duke Wayne who was still lowered. Clara took her breath. He had no problem that Duke Wayne would be upset with him. But Clara just wanted to take care of him and protect him, as she promised Frederick back then. Now Hendrick has become a Duke.

"That's dangerous Mr. Hendrick, I really don't want to involve you in my problems." Clara's expression implied a deep heartache, it did not escape Rovers' sight.

Realizing the meaning of Clara's gaze. Rovers suddenly felt a tightness in her chest, she threw her gaze in another direction. If only the position between Clara and Hellen were exchanged. Rovers can feel mixed feelings in Duke Wayne at this time.

Duke Wayne gritted his teeth. He clenched tightly into both of his hands, his body trembling withstanding anger and resentment.

It was not this kind of meeting that he expected when they met again!

"If you knew it was dangerous. Why don't you back off, too? What is wrong with normal living? Do what you want to do. Don't want to be enslaved to fate just because you are the reincarnation of the White Rose Girl!"

Clara surprised. Duke Wayne who was usually indifferent and calm when in front of Clara, now changed drastically. He was angry and cursing - maki Clara. He seems to have lost his patience.

Eh? Hendrick he... cried?

Clara, Rovers, Frederick and Count Cheltics became increasingly silent when they noticed the tear from the corner of Duke Wayne's eye. Frederick was most surprised, all this time he had never seen his son cry even when he was a child. No matter what kind of wound he got from his sword practice. Hendrick never complained of pain and always treated his wounds without anyone's help.

Now seeing his son crying because he would be left behind by a woman made Frederick more aware of one fact. How much Hendrick loved this gun girl.

Frederick's expression softened. Shouldn't I be dragging Clara into a conflict between me and Willem? But I really need him to beat her. Just like Lraight did 7 years ago.

"Ck! You are a slave to fate."

Duke Wayne is upset. He wiped his tears violently with his left hand still clenched in front of his chest. He stepped a little quickly closer to Clara. Clara who did not understand could only stay in her position. Staring puzzledly at Duke Wayne who was getting closer to him.

Duke Wayne quickly cupped Clara's cheeks together. Both of her hands hugged Clara's neck. Because of the high difference that exists, it's easy for Duke Wayne to do it. Duke Wayne drew his face closer to Clara.

CUPS

"Miss...!"

Duke Wayne pursed his lips to Clara's lips, kissing her with a slight push. He didn't even let Clara rebel. Rovers, Frederick and Count Cheltics who were unprepared for the change of conditions simply stared. Not changing their standing position at this time.

Within 5 seconds, Duke Wayne took off his kiss. He looked at Clara's dumb face with a face together. As quickly as lightning Duke Wayne distracted him from Clara for being too embarrassed. Duke Wayne also let go of his hand hug on Clara's neck.

"Don't ask me why I did that to you. Because I don't know." Duke Wayne's faint voice came back, now his voice was a bit embarrassed - embarrassed.

Reawakened, Clara immediately covered her lips with the back of her right hand. Just wanted to ask, but Duke Wayne immediately warned. Clara was reluctant to ask.

Duke Wayne stared intently at his silent father. Perhaps surprised by the action arrived - arrived his son. The one who initially disliked being close to women became aggressive because the gun girl wanted to leave him.

"I hope you promise to protect her."

Frederick smiled cynically at his son. "Well, since you love her so much, I think I should be able to further enhance my ability to defeat her alone."

Duke Wayne glanced, he didn't trust the old man too much. After all why could he have triggered a war when he himself was nearing his end. Make others miserable.

Frederick encouraged Clara to walk first. Outside the empty room, Frederick waved his hand at his daughter who was drunk with romance. Frederick must be able to protect Clara to keep her well. This is his promise to Hendrick.

Before he left, Clara turned to Duke Wayne. The confident look he showed. Duke Wayne was a little surprised, yet he replied with a knotty smile.

"Hopefully lucky." Lirih Duke Wayne's.

TB

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