The Antagonist: The World Ends Theory
Chapter 102 - The Duo

Clara and Frederick were walking through the forest. They guessed which way could get them straight to the border. Their journey was accompanied only by silence, all because there was nothing much to say between them.

Look at Clara who was just silent. Frederick grinned. Of course he knew the cause of this girl just being silent and not getting her to argue as usual.

"Today you've been quiet a lot." Chirps Frederick, he could not stand the silence that enveloped.

Clara glanced at him, she did not answer him.

"Let me guess the reason you're just silent." Frederick's voice sounded ignorant.

Clara is upset. He knew something was wrong with this old man. Clara further tightened her grip on the Duke Wayne-given sword.

"Don't joke at a time like this." Ketus Clara's.

"Haha! It's all because of my son, isn't it? He gave you an unexpected 'gift. He did it when you were not alone. A brave man." Frederick whistled in admiration.

When I heard Frederick emphasizing the word gift. Clara's pale face was met. Suddenly his annoyance and embarrassment reappeared. Duke Wayne shouldn't be too brave to do that, should he?

"Stop talking nonsense, old man!"

"Wow, you're angry. Then my guess is right. Huh. Been offered married snob says no. Now I feel missed. Angry at being abandoned. His feelings changed so quickly." Frederick said half mockingly.

"No one can control someone's feelings."

Hearing Clara's words, Frederick who had originally laughed was now speechless. He remembered how his feelings for Eleanor had also changed very quickly. At first he only felt the need to protect her because Eleanor was a royal princess despite being from a neighboring kingdom. But all that suddenly changed when she heard that Eleanor was about to marry a prince from a neighboring continent.

Frederick smiled faintly, "You're right."

Clara knitted her brows when she heard Frederick muttering. His tone somewhat implied sadness. Clara became doubtful of this old man, as if Frederick and Duke Wayne before Hendrick were two different people.

"What's wrong? Sad doesn't suit you."

Frederick snorted dejectedly, just now he wanted to reminisce over his first meeting with his wife in the past. But Clara immediately destroyed her nostalgia.

"I'm not sad. Just think if the farewell I gave my istiku is not good." Answer Frederick ngawur.

"Then don't die."

Hearing Clara's words that tend to be like a request, made Frederick remember how the farewell he gave Eleanor. The woman also said things that were not much different from Clara.

"Unfortunately, this time I didn't promise to go home to Leah." Said Frederick leisurely.

"You're really intent on dying, yeah..."

STAB!

Clara and Frederick were caught off guard by a sword that passed between them at high speed, and stuck it into the tree trunk behind them.

Frederick squinted his eyes, trying to look into the darkness in front of him. A person with iron armor covered part of his body. He held a fairly large sword. Clara who saw him also suddenly missed his own sword.

Is it with His Majesty, Dad?

"God! After all this time you just showed up again, Willem." Frederick said cynically to someone who came from the darkness.

"Curtain! Don't call me familiar, you young girl kidnapper!" Reply King Willem did not lose.

Clara who was between the boyish debates the two grown men was feeling off guard and wanted to get out of here if she did not remember that her presence here was to defeat King Willem. I don't know, if you can't just be defeated, then killing is the last resort.

Quiet - silent Clara hooked her finger on the handle of the sword. Staring with great caution at King Willem. King Willem was aware of the presence of someone other than Frederick.

"You've tricked me twice." King Willem emphasized every word he said when he saw the existence of Clara illuminated by moonlight.

"Then you also dared to kidnap my son." King Willem.

Frederick looked curiously at Clara. It is strange that Clara kidnapped one of the princesses of the kingdom of Freesia as she had in the past.

Capturing the curious gaze of Frederick. Clara opens the voice, "George Northern." Briefly talk.

Frederick's eyes widened, he understood the context now. Different from Frederick who nodded in understanding. King Willem's face darkened from before. These two people in front of him had already destroyed what he had. King Willem won't let them go that easily

Seeing King Willem's reaction, Clara felt that something was wrong. He recalls Jean's short story about George. In the story, King Willem is said to love George's mother so much that George himself made a special palace for her even though it was far from the main palace.

Does he really love George? If true... King Willem won't make George a weapon, will he?

SRING

Frederick pulled out his sword from the sword sheath. Directing the sword eyes at the silver unraveling figure standing in the darkness of the night with a gaze full of resentment and hatred.

"Sorry Willem. To have taken your happiness and your brother from you." Ogre Frederick, his tone implied deep regret.

King Willem did not show any emotional dynamics. He also pointed his sword at Frederick who was far ahead of him. Both of his eyes were squinting, there were wrinkles on his forehead.

"That's not going to be enough. The law of effect will continue to apply. I'll kill you, Frederick Wayne."

Frederick took the position of the horse - the horse prepared to attack. A small grin was present on his aged face. Even so, Frederick seemed to remain too young for his age.

"After I kill you, I'll apologize to you again in a better way. Willem Northern."

...❀...

"Place me to go to Ranunculus, James."

James stared silently in disbelief at his cousin's decision. James knew very well that the Geese could not leave Agapanthus, but James did not expect that the Geese would send James as his replacement.

"All right, Brother."

According to James, rejecting his cousin's request at this time is not a good thing. The roar would definitely be miserable since he could not partake towards Ranunculus. At least, he wanted to send James even if only as an observer.

"Thank you."

James was transfixed when he saw the sincere smile of a Rose. Because so far, he could only see the smile of the created - created, fake, and full of lies. Maybe the presence of someone improved him a little.

"Jemmy!"

Before boarding his horse, a woman's voice called out his name. It was a little name James used by only one person. Even though that person doesn't always use that nickname for her.

"Valentina?"

Valentina who ran towards him, seemed to be panting. With a face full of sweat, Valentina said. "Bring me with you!"

James silently stared.

"uh? HUHH?!"

...❀...

SRING TRANG

Clara sliced slowly when she realized she was being pushed back when she resisted King Willem's attack on Frederick. Perhaps Clara's killing ability was also based on the sword she used.

With both of his legs making a long line on the ground, let everyone know that King Willem's attack was extremely powerful. Clara became aware that King Willem's grudge against Frederick was so deep and great.

"If I don't hold him back, you'll die of a grudge aimed at you." Clara's lips on Frederick, who was sitting, endured the pain of an internal wound to his left arm.

It seems like black magic makes one's grudge go deeper. And that makes him a strong man and hard to beat. Should I kill him right away?

"He can't talk, just kill him."

Clara glanced behind her, Frederick still sitting around wrapped around a long cloth to hold his wound. Frederick was convinced that King Willem's abilities had improved greatly due to black magic. Frederick was overwhelmed.

"Hey you. Don't make me laugh at you who's a gun. I don't think you've unleashed all your strength? Or are you just warming up from there?"

Clara rotates her eyes puffed up. Clara has not yet shown her true self. He had not been able to attack at full strength. Clara was still looking for a gap from King Willem so that the sooner she was killed.

But it was difficult to find the gap of King Willem. He was so perfect with grudges and black magic around him as his fangs.

Revenge and black magic. Now I understand what His Majesty said.

Clara stepped forward and ran while taking a swing to draw her sword at the target. No matter what the status is, because the target is the target.

Both of Clara's sapphire eyes exuded killing intent. His sharp gaze was only aimed in one direction, his target. Clara was quite surprised by her intentions and how she could take such a bold step.

Is this because of your influence, Claire?

[Of course Master. If there's no influence from me, Master won't be as brave as he is now. I know the consciousness that now does not belong to the Master who grew up with me.]

Huh...!? You knew?!

[Master just focus ahead.]

Clara rained down on King Willem with numerous attacks whose speed was incredible. But every attack that Clara gave, could be repelled by King Willem without showing any distress.

Clara frowning. Although King Willem's face was very flat and expressionless. Clara knew that King Willem held so great a grudge against Frederick and himself for taking George from her side.

"Give me my brother and daughter." King Willem hissed in annoyance.

"Could only. That's if you promise to love George in a normal way." Syndical Clara.

The swords of Clara and King Willem clashed against each other and caused sparks due to friction. Clara used both of her hands to resist the sword thrust of King Willem. King Willem only used his right hand.

Hiding, King Willem took a small knife from behind his armor. Frederick was aghast, he began to panic let alone look at Clara who seemed to be unconscious with a small gesture from King Willem.

"Dam." Frederic.

King Willem sent his knife into Clara's left eye. The widened iris sapphire Clara realizes late she learns of King Willem's impromptu attack.

Frederick shouted loudly while running towards Clara.

"CLLARA!"

CRASHES!

...❀...

"Huh?"

A young man with his silver mane suddenly looked behind him. His premonition was saying something bad was going on. He could only stare at the invisible Ranunculus realm from where he was standing now.

"Master George? Why just shut up?"

George looked back to the front, and there was Jean waiting for him to enter. They were able to get to Hortensia quickly because it was Jean who drove his horse at high speed.

Initially the Hortensia Emperor's personal bodyguard came to Agapanthus after the explosion. Jean sends a message from Emperor Hortensia to allow George to go to Hortensia in the midst of a crisis before the war.

When George went with Jean. Edmond also arrived - arriving home with them, it's just that Edmond took a different path in the middle of the journey because the goal was Vinca. Vinca was, after all, an allied force of Freesia. George got the information from Jean on the way here.

"Nothing." George shook his head slowly.

"Then, please follow me."

George nodded faintly, while Jean in front of him had already entered the main gate of the Hortensia imperial palace. Before moving forward, George looked back. His view becomes sweet and implies a deep longing.

The light is almost over. Leave the night sky without stars shining. But the perfectly round moon had already appeared accompanying the night sky with its gentle radiance.

"Claras..."

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