The Antagonist: The World Ends Theory
Chapter 110 - Black Umbrella Under the Rain Spot

"Why is my feeling so bad?"

Eleanor stared at the rain that kept fluttering with a rush. His right hand held an umbrella to protect him from the rain. For some reason, he suddenly wanted to get out of the Wayne residence. And all he could see now was a cloudy cloud that filled the sky.

"Lea? Comein. This cold air is piercing, I don't want you to get sick."

Eleanor looked at a woman with eyes as blue as her own. The beautiful jewel declined on the only child who is now a prince who coveted many noble girls.

"Nike's? Since when were you there?" Eleanor asked Queen Ranunculus who was standing at the entrance of the Wayne residence.

"Since you've been daydreaming about the rain."

Eleanor is according to Nike. He stepped slowly - the land while stepping on the puddle that made the rain. Nike geleng - head bobble to see the behavior of Eleanor who is still childish.

When Eleanor was standing nearby, Nike covered Eleanor with a thick woolen cloth. Because Eleanor was outside, so Nike did it to warm Eleanor's body.

JEEZ!

Eleanor and Nike were shocked to hear the deafening roar of lightning. Nike even closed both ears because of the tightness of the sound, while both eyes closed.

Different from Nike, Eleanor was even silent staring at the lightning that struck. His gaze was fixed on the marks where the lightning was visible. He didn't budge a bit.

Nike opened his eyes slowly, staring in surprise at Eleanor who was unmoved looking at the black sky. The raindrops had not subsided interspersed with lightning that struck unpredictably.

"What's up, Lea?"

Eleanor did not budge, Nike was increasingly astonished. Eleanor's two eyes widened as lightning bolts filled her gaze. Unknowingly, a single drop of clear crystal flowed from his eye fertilizer.

"Lea?!"

Nike approached Eleanor and hugged her. Surprisingly, again - again the behavior of Eleanor makes Nike feel confused. In her arms, Eleanor suddenly cried hysterically and mentioned her husband's name many times.

"Nike, meet me with Edrick!"

Nike buzzed, his forehead frowning. He didn't know where Frederick was, how to look for him. But what Nike heard from her husband, Frederick went to the border with Count Cheltics and has not returned.

"Why is this sudden? Your husband is doing something at the border. He's with Count Cheltics, so don't worry."

Nike hugged and rubbed Eleanor's back softly in order to calm herself from excessive anxiety. He didn't know how Frederick was before the man headed to the border. Nike hopes the man gives a good farewell and returns shortly afterwards.

"Mother?"

Eleanor was dumbstruck, she peeked out from the slit of Nike's shoulder. His son was standing there alone, letting himself be drenched in the rain. His appearance is also very messy with irregular clothes and tangled hair. His expression was even more concerning.

Is something going on?

Eleanor let go of Nike's embrace slowly. He stepped up and ran over to Hendrick, who was standing in the rain. Eleanor immediately hugged him and cried in the arms of her son. Because of the height of her son who was far above her, made Eleanor need to lift her face in order to contact directly.

"Erick..."

Hendrick gently wiped away the tears that his mother had fused with the rain. "Yes Mother? Why are you crying? Didn't my return mother want?"

Eleanor nodded quickly.

"It's not. Suddenly, the feeling within Mom raged. I don't know why this worry can't be controlled."

Hendrick remained silent and listened.

"Erick, where's your dad?"

Hendrick gasped, but a faint smile rose on his face. Regardless of his mother's current confusion, Hendrick slowly told his mother to return to Wayne's residence.

"Mom can get sick if it's raining."

"Where's your Dad?"

Hendrick did not budge, he continued to tell Eleanor's step into the residence. Nike also helped him by supporting Eleanor so as not to lose her balance.

"Dad. with Clara."

Eleanor. His view becomes empty. If Frederick was with Clara at this time. He knows that the situation is not good - well, no one knows how they will be.

Eleanor knew very well. If Frederick went to war with only Clara, even without his best rival Gerald. That means a definite purpose. To defeat Willem.

With Hendrick's help, Nike sat Eleanor down on the sofa in the living room. The middle-aged woman seemed to have lost her strength, she looked limp and helpless. It's a concerning condition, considering his mother is very cheerful and encouraging people around him. If Eleanor had been like this, it felt like something wasn't right.

"His Majesty the Queen, I have to take water first."

Nike nodded slowly. He continued to rub Eleanor's shoulders, asking her to stay and indirectly saying that she was not alone. Nike became restless suddenly as Eleanor lost her composure. He began to think about what was going on out there.

Nike was asked by her husband to go to Wayne's residence. The palace was not a safe place for him. The palace is the most vulnerable location for war. So as much as possible the King kept Nike away from the Palace. At first the King did not send Nike to the Wayne residence because Wayne's status was very bad in the presence of Freesia, there could have been an intruder. But Nike assured him that he would be fine there because Nike could also play.

"Lea, everything's gonna be fine." Brisper Nike.

That's all he can say now.

In Wayne's kitchen. Hendrick was pouring water into a cup. Both of his eyes looked beautiful. Maybe I am tired of having too much going on today.

Starting from him who woke Clara in Agapanthus Palace. Freesia's impromptu assault on Ranunculus' allies. Clara's real identity as the reincarnation of the White Rose Girl. As well as unexpected actions from her towards Clara.

If Hendrick is honest. He was actually still ashamed of the incident. He did not realize that he had done so because at that time what Hendrick thought was only annoyed at the stupidity that Clara did. In his heart he always asked. Did Clara really have to live her life right now exactly like the White Rose Girl went through?

Performing a task because of his promise to someone he does not even know very well, at least in his current life.

Hendrick never thought that reincarnation really existed. Although there is a legend that tells of one's reincarnation, Hendrick brushed aside the truth. Reincarnation is not a normal reality of life that can be easily taught.

However, the magic that clings to Clara's life makes Hendrick's stance with regard to reincarnation rather shaky. Clara's characteristics that are so similar to the White Rose Girl make Hendrick slightly believe the possibility of reincarnation.

And although there are, legends that say if other lives are there are not too many. The only thing Hendrick could find was a reincarnation legend of a girl named Ivory. Maybe the book is gone now.

Hendrick nodded slowly. With her soon to return to the living room, her mother needs more attention. Had Eleanor been unselfish, there wouldn't have been such a sad story.

Well, after everything that happened and it didn't match expectations. Then the word 'andai' will be written in someone's mind.

...❀...

"Hey son. Your sword and hand-to-hand fighting abilities are not too bad. Maybe it's a little above average. So son, do you want to be my only student?"

The faint grunting roar recalled the words of someone who was annoying. While he was training alone in the middle of the forest and was caught by a Duke. His name was quite famous in Ranunculus, so the Ravens felt bad about rejecting him.

After quite a long time of training with Duke Wayne back then, the Geese was pleased that he did not reject him. Because his new teacher's abilities are amazing and Rage learns a lot from him. The rogue grew into a great knight at Ranunculus, although he could not yet match the prowess of his teacher's son.

"How is Ranunculus now? Dad's okay, isn't he? Then Mother...?"

The roar now could only guess - guess. The situation in Agapanthus was also not as good, because the result of a large explosion set the forest on fire. Luckily it could be quickly extinguished because of the coming rain, even though the forest had been devoured by a quarter of the fire.

Now the Geared saw the state of the burning forest with King Agapanthus and some elite soldiers. To be honest this is not the duty of the Goat, he just forced to come along because he did not want to sit still.

SREK

"Hm? Paper...?"

The saw was staring confusedly at the sheet of paper he was treading. The paper was rolled up and tied with a short, golden ribbon. Black color filled the paper, most of the contents were illegible because it was charred.

"From its shape.it's a letter. But why is it burned along with this forest? Did someone deliberately throw it away when the fire in the forest started to spread?"

The roar picked up the remaining letter. The letter was completely charred to be devoured by the fire, but the Role could read at the very bottom corner of the remaining letter. A name is beautifully written. The name of the angel knows exactly who.

'Clara Scoleth's'.

With this, it can be concluded that the author of this letter is Clara. Or the second option, this letter is addressed to Clara Scoleths. Although it is less convincing because the name is written in the lower right corner of the letter, usually there is written the name of the author.

"Who did Clara send a letter to?"

"Hat? Did you find anything suspicious?"

Saw jerked. He reflexively inserted the rest of the letter into the pocket of his robe. King Agapanthus stepped up to him, not a friendly face like his uncle had often pointed at him. Because the situation is not good now.

"Nothing." Answer Short saw.

Moreover, the letter from Clara seemed to have no connection with the attack carried out by Freesia. So the angel will not hand the letter to his uncle. Maybe this letter is just a regular letter as a long-distance communication with someone.

"Huf... Uncle hope Celosia's okay." King Agapanthus mumbled.

The roaring roar was not pleased. It was because he was also worried about his mother's condition. While he could not get out of Agapanthus for some reason. Although Duke Wayne and Crown Prince Ranunculus had returned to the Middle region, the Jade still felt uneasy.

Ranunculus is the most insecure place. It was no surprise that Freesia considered Ranunculus a great enemy after what had happened in the past and was compounded by Frederick's abduction of Freesia's daughter and their weapons.

"Uncle hope your father is not hurt. He was the closest Frederick Wayne got. My sister-in-law is a bit prone to being targeted."

The roar justifies in the heart. He knows a long history of friendship and matches between his father and Frederick Wayne. His teacher often recounted his youth to the Role.

The roar looked at his feet that were falling in a mud pit. As heavy rain hit within a few hours, the ground became wet and soft.

Near the mud puddle there is also a puddle of water. The face of the Role bounced on the surface of the puddle as if he was reflecting. Long ago the Role stared at his face on the surface of the water.

A white flower petal touched the puddle. The roar squinted its eyes to find out what kind of flower it was. His eyes widened when he knew what kind of flower it was.

White chrysanthemum.

Honesty and loyalty.

For some reason, seeing this white chrysanthemum petal reminded a person of a Goat.

Ck! He's a fucking liar! From him he is an honest man. Even he was silent about the truth he had known all along. But he is a faithful man...

The view of the rosette became the sayu. He leaned over to pick up the white chrysanthemum petals that were only as big as his thumb. King Agapanthus looked at him wonderfully and curiously. It felt strange as his nephew's expression changed just from looking at the flower petals.

The saw pulled the corner of his lips.

"Awhether?" Mumm Rael.

TB

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