The Antagonist: The World Ends Theory
Chapter 109 - The Beginning of King Willem's Revenge

"Sister Lea? Is my brother still inside?"

Willem thrust his head into his brother's room. When he saw a girl wrapped in a silver dress, Willem ventured into the room. Willem looked at his brother who was already very prepared.

The wedding will take place in the Kingdom of Freesia. Precisely in one of the cathedrals that are commonly used for the place of the pronunciation of sacred promises in Freesia. Maybe the party of her future husband has come now and awaits Eleanor's readiness.

I don't want this marriage...

Eleanor bit her lower lip, trying to hold back the cry that had been wanting to break through her eyes. He muffled all grief through his pain. Eleanor did not want this marriage, but could not refuse it.

"Will the wedding begin?" Eleanor asked in a soft voice, she did not want Willem to know that her voice was so hoarse after crying.

Willem nodded.

"I came here to pick up Brother. The prince had already come in the Kingdom of Freesia, waiting for his bride to come out." Willem said with a radiant face - series.

Eleanor was getting powerless to say the oath even in her heart. Why did fate make him live this? He just wants to be with someone who loves him.

Willem stretched out his right hand, Eleanor only accepted the speech with a blank look, it was finished. After this she will spend her life with a husband she did not even know her face until now.

Eleanor and Willem stepped through the hallway of the palace. There has been placed a red carpet and flowers of various types to decorate the floor.

Eleanor smiled bitterly.

This finally? Usually I never hallucinate but I wish there was a white riding prince who would kidnap me from here.

Eleanor reached beside the luxurious chariot in white and gold. A man in white bridal attire extended his hand to Eleanor. Still with a gambled look, Eleanor let go of Willem's hand and took the man's hand hanging in midair.

"In that case, why don't you just marry me?! We can be happy living together. And build your own family!!!"

Eleanor smiled cynically behind her white veil.

I was like a puppet.

SRETT

"ACH!!!"

All the pleasures that exist are suddenly replaced by the face of fear. When a knife hit the prince's palm and stuck it deep enough. She screamed in pain in front of Eleanor who pulled back her hand.

Everyone was suddenly on alert. The soldiers took positions surrounding the horse carriage as well as the nobles present.

The king of the neighboring continent also appeared to be on alert. His eyeballs moved wildly to and fro only to find the perpetrator who threw a knife at his son on his wedding day.

"YOU TOOK PRINCESS ELEANOR? YOU'RE WRONG IF YOU THINK YOU CAN DO IT."

A thunderous sound filled the air. Everyone's gaze was now fixed on one goal, the palace tower. A man in his black robe stood there leisurely.

Eleanor's eyes were perfectly rounded, she knew who was there.

The gerald? I didn't think you'd go this far? Then... Where is Edrick?

BUGH

The prince's body was suddenly kicked by someone from behind. Eleanor almost shouted as a sweet perched knife almost scratched her neck. Someone's hands were coiled around her neck just to hold Eleanor's movements.

Eleanor panicked even more, especially when the same person stepped on the groom's back easily. As well as the knife he was holding further diluted the distance with his neck.

The people present had originally focused their attention on the black-robed man standing at the top of the palace now turning his head on the horse carriage that was now filled by three people. The prince, his bride and the mysterious man.

The soldiers there froze to nothing. Because of the bride's menacing safety, the mysterious man takes Eleanor hostage.

The mysterious man brought his face closer and said something in a whisper, "Calm down. It's me." It's me."

Eleanor who was trembling in fear was now a little calm. He can recognize that voice, he's Frederick. Eleanor was not surprised that Gerald dared to do this if there was Frederick as the brain.

"Now I want to ask you, do you really want this marriage?"

Eleanor flinches. His reflexive look led to his father, mother and sister who expressed worry and fear. But his little sister showed a flash of anger through his eyes.

Eleanor clenched her mouth, she touched Frederick's arm which was coiled around her neck. The big decision she will take, only this time Eleanor is very selfish and does not attach much importance to anything other than her own happiness.

"Edrick, can you kidnap me?" Eleanor looked up to see Frederick's hazel bead.

Frederick smiled, and so did Gerald up there.

"By pleasure." Answer Frederick.

Frederick raised Eleanor's body easily, his gaze fixed on Gerald then he nodded. Gerald smiled wider up there.

Gerald flicked his finger and suddenly there was a very thick puff of smoke around the horse carriage. Gerald came down from the tower, when there were soldiers chasing Eleanor, Gerald would take care of them.

Gerald glanced back where Frederick was holding Eleanor while running through the mist. The last thing Gerald could see was the figure of a man who looked like Eleanor was holding back her enormous anger.

"Everything's gonna be okay, right?" Gerald asked - asked.

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"REALLY EMBARRASSING!"

Willem looked down deeply when he heard his father's voice echoing loudly in the room. He could only clutch his clothes tightly. Because everything was done after Eleanor was kidnapped by two mysterious men just now.

I won't forgive them. They destroyed Freesia's reputation and kidnapped Leah. Who exactly are they?!

Willem had made various oaths to two of his brother's kidnappers. Because the problems that arise from it are not just the disappearance of members of the royal family. But the break-up of the cooperative relationship between Freesia and the neighboring continent.

This incident certainly made the King angry. But still, she did not blame Eleanor in this regard for her kidnapped son. But the King still sent all informants to search for the identity of the kidnappers.

"We're gonna find your brother, Will." The Queen of Freesia gently rubbed the head of her youngest child.

In silence, Willem could only nod. The incident just now completely ruined Freesia's name. He was grieved to death when those people insulted and cursed his father and older sister. They said that King Freesia was not good at handling the security of his territory.

Political marriages are now unilaterally annulled.

Between the silence of the room, a soldier came in with news, apparently one of the informants sent by the King of Freesia.

"Have you found anything?"

"Yes, Your Majesty. The man who had kidnapped the Princess was Wayne's only child, Frederick Wayne, and to his partner, I'm less sure because he left immediately after crippling many of the bodyguards."

The King's body stiffened hearing that. He clenched his two hands firmly. "The ranunculus?" His whisper in an ice-cold tone.

"The ranunculus?" Willem frowned, he bit his lower lip restraining the turbulent fury within him.

I'm not gonna forgive you, Frederick Wayne. Not after you destroyed Freesia and kidnapped Lea.

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"They're not after us anymore?" Ask Frederick.

"No. But they sent eyes to reveal the identity of both of us. It's a dangerous mission, I hope they're too stupid to know who we really are." Gerald exhaled violently.

Currently they were in the barren land, precisely in the middle of the neutral territory. They had to keep driving the horse as fast as possible to get to Ranunculus. If they decided there was a break, then Freesia would catch up and catch them all.

"Fred, our actions indirectly mellowed the matter between Ranunculus and Freesia. I'm lazy to have to deal with the court when I'm not Count Cheltics." Gerrick Gerald.

Frederick was silent. From the beginning, his encounter with Eleanor did bring up a lot of polemics. No. gabe. The problem at the beginning of the meeting was that the two of them even gave rise to a sense that should not exist. Because their country is holding each other's guns.

Eleanor himself arrives to propose a truce for some time. All Eleanor's affairs with Ranunculus should have been severed after she had successfully made the proposal accepted by the other party.

Unfortunately the news of Lavoisier's execution instead made him tighten his relationship with Ranunculus. Even he fell in love with Frederick in just one glance.

Their stories are not as beautiful as in fairyland. Frederick and Eleanor further extended the chain of vengeance between the two regions. Blood drops will continue to accompany their love story.

Eleanor hugged Frederick tighter and tighter. He drowned his face in Frederick's field chest. Something that warms the hearts of both of them, yet heats up someone who is with them.

This selfishness of mine will definitely harm many parties including my family. Sorry for being selfish, Mom... Will's...

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Raindrops drenched every corner of the soil. The heavens have wept over the death of a precious man. Although in his life he even more blackened the revenge of the King of Freesia.

Clara curled up limply while tightly hugging the remaining white chrysanthemum petals. Her flooded tears seemed to merge with the rain. The sound of his cry muffled the whirling of water that kissed the earth.

Clara was already unconcerned when the rain started kissing her head. The pain in his head felt like nothing - what with the sense of loss that plagued him at this time. Clara admits, she's upset with the old man who's good at insinuating. However, to Clara he is the best old man ever, given that both of his parents in his world treat him like a slave.

"Thank you for taking me away from Freesia. Hicks..."

The speck of rain that hit Clara seemed to stop. Feeling strange, Clara looked up when she saw a shadow of someone facing her back.

With her black umbrella, she shaded Clara from the torrent of rain. His eyes that glittered like amethyst now implied sorrow and sympathy. She was also sad to see Clara's puffy face, her nose flushed red as well. This girl was crying after the departure of someone precious to her.

"Let's go back before you get a fever, Rara." He said in an anxious tone no less than his expression.

The light in Clara's eyes dimmed slightly. It was as if the person who left was the light of his life all along. Clara was still looking up, looking at the figure of someone she thought was like Mirye, her sister.

Clara is back.

"James.. hiks... the old man has left us all... huaa!!!"

TB