The Antagonist: The World Ends Theory
Chapter 113 - The Story of Love Does Not Reach

It could be seen Clara if Valentina emitted a flash of disappointment. A very painful feeling. He has lost his first love, and when Valentina starts anchoring his heart to another man. That person is now on the opposition side.

"Valentina, Rara's sister. It'll be dangerous if we keep hiding behind here. There was no chance they wouldn't check every single place. After all, this forest is indeed creepy from the outside, it is easy to arouse suspicion." Whisperer James.

Clara nodded in agreement. The difficult thing now is how they bring Valentina, this girl seems to be in a bad condition. Actually Clara is the same, but she knows better to know that now is not the time and in the right place to melancholy.

"Come, Valen."

Valentina did not flinch, but she let her hand be pulled away by Clara and James. Clara's attitude should she imitate at this moment, not her time of thinking about her grief. From the very beginning, they sided with the conflicting territories.

If I were a resident of Hortensia, then we would not be hindered by the region. Think Valentina.

"According to Rara, where are they going?"

"Most likely the Royal Palace. Because there the influential people are gathering. Count Cheltics should have arrived there after our farewell. Since there was now no more Sword Master, Ranunculus' spear reduced by one."

"Speaking about the sword. The sword Rara used seemed to be barely usable anymore." Cetus James, his gaze fixed on a sword draped in Clara's waist.

Clara looked at her sword which was seen landing. Since this sword was made of iron, then this was common. Unlike his special sword which was made from immortal chunks of ice from the peak of the winter mountain in Hortensia.

"Ah, I shouldn't forget my rose sword." Clara took her breath.

"Rose sword?" James raised his eyebrows in astonishment.

"Yep. The sword that has been with me for so many years. But I left the sword instead, either in Hortensia or Vinca."

"But, Brother Rara. I think I saw that sword not long ago."

"really? Where's it?"

"There's with Emperor Hortensia." James said, the look on his face immediately turned serious.

Clara swallowed her saliva with great difficulty. The truth about her being the reincarnation of the White Rose Girl is already known to some. But the truth of that blue rose sword, few people in the Imperial Palace knew about it. And it is not surprising that the Emperor was the first to realize.

That sword's ability to help him prop up the black magic he absorbed was a huge secret. Clara was sure, in addition to the Emperor there was Jean and Avrim who entered the ranks of some people who knew the advantages of the sword.

Then Grein...

To this day I have not been able to meet him again. How am I supposed to go to His Majesty's dream world? Did I ask His Majesty?

"Is the sword very important to you, Rara?" Ask James again.

James saw from behind that the girl nodded her head slowly. She didn't know Clara was in pain right now. The effect of the wound he had just gotten now was painful. Let alone the huge wound in his left eye, like the contents of his head were torn apart.

From her right, Clara was shocked as a beautiful sword was stretched out. His sharp eyes as if freshly sharpened made anyone horrified if the sword was highlighted to arrive - coming towards them.

But not for Clara, the girl was happy not overbearing. Clara immediately turned around and took her sword from James' grasp. The sword looked smooth as well as new.

Whoa! How could James bring this here? He said, wasn't my sword on His Majesty?

The light in the eyes of the white-blossomed girl dimmed instantly. His gaze was directed toward the empty back of James. No one who's there.

"Where's Valen?"

James looked behind him and found no one there. Since then Valentina has continued to follow him despite not saying a word. And now, where did he go?

"It's impossible for him to get lost, isn't it?"

"No, Brother Rara. Except for the worst possible. Did Valentina approach Edmond Southbayern just to ask you something?"

Clara's eyes squinted, looking back at the forest they had just passed. If what James says is true, Valentina's situation is not good at all. And now Valentina is subconsciously dragging Clara and James along to the crocodile's mouth with her.

"Huft.This is why the Goat refused to take Valentina. She's too much of a woman." Complain James.

"But, I'm sure he wasn't that stupid to see Edmond just for the sake of questioning one thing. There's gotta be another reason, right?"

"She's Miss Love, Sister Rara!"

Clara was stunned for a moment, while James began to step out his legs to run back to where they had been. Hoping to find Valentina quickly and drag her to the Palace or Wayne's residence.

"Is Miss Love not just the nickname Edmond gave her?" Clara monologues.

...❀...

James continued to run through the darkness of the night. For some reason it felt like tonight was so long, the black sky was endless. Or there is something else that causes this disorder.

Only one thing he thought about now.

When James slumped, his cousin would embrace him and provide a motivational sentence that can make James rise again. Until James could pretend not to hear the nobles who jeered him from behind.

"So you two are pure noble descendants? Even the cowardly boy behind you is a member of the kingdom? So your name is Valentina, huh...? You're a girl who grew up with love and affection from the people around you. Miss Love is the right nickname for you."

James' heart suddenly beat irregularly. Out of focus, James fell into a puddle. He felt something was wrong. Miss Love is the nickname someone gave to Valentina, but James himself does not know what the relationship is Miss Love so it can be attached closely to Valentina.

Because it was a long time ago, James had forgotten who the man who gave Valentina that nickname was. But for sure, he's Valentina's age. A beauty who grasped a sword full of blood tightly.

"Damn! What was I thinking?! Now is not the time to think like that! I need to find Valentina immediately."

James got up to his feet, he did not care how dirty he was and his clothes were at the moment. He just kept muttering hopes that Valentina could hold on until she came to pick him up.

"Valentina..keep it for your cousin!"

...❀...

The figure of a girl with beauty equaling lavender, stood hiding behind a banyan lie. His eyes scoured every detailed corner of the location for the sake of finding something he was looking for.

In fact she lost the lavender-shaped brooch that James had made for her without being charged anything. The brooch was beautiful and Valentina didn't want to lose it. Unfortunately he was careless when he ran away and dropped him.

Fortunately, he found it immediately. In the thicket where the three of them were hiding. Because her brooch hooked up to something so when Valentina pulled Clara, it got caught between the bushes.

Valentina's hand reached out to pick up her lavender brooch.

"I know it's you."

A voice surprised him. He knows whose voice it is. Valentina is not dizzy. She immediately took her brooch and then slipped it back on her dress.

As Valentina stood up and was about to walk towards where she left James and Clara, her hand was pulled by the owner of the voice. Valentina who was reluctant to look at him immediately chose to keep her head down.

"Valentina, I'm sorry."

After a long moment of silence, the voice sounded again. There was a tone of regret that Valentina could hear. Valentina was aghast, but she kept quiet and listened. What else could he do?

"I'm sorry for not being able to keep my promise to stay by your side. I know, you're mad at me, maybe you've hated me for breaking this. When I was in Agapanthus and with you, I suddenly forgot my true state."

Valentina did not respond, she let the man keep pouring out everything that stuck in her heart.

"Aren't I just a stupid human being who still expects your love and trust?"

"You're not stupid..."

Edmond. Valentina raised her face that had lowered her head earlier, venturing into the bead of Edmond's eyes. His eyes looked glazed - the glass was holding back the tears that kept seeping out without his permission.

"...you're just an idiot."

Edmond laughed bitterly, smiling as if slashed in an indelible. "Is that so?"

Valentina nodded faintly.

"Why can I entrust my heart to you after feeling the pain of a broken heart. It turns out that repeating the same pain is not as severe as before."

"What are you stupid for? Unpleasant continues to be the one who receives pain."

"You're the fool! You should be self-conscious if we can't be together!" Hardik Valentina's.

Now Valentina is not ashamed - ashamed again to cry and whine like a child. Valentina is a feeling. He was more letting his emotions run and his logic kept crawling. It's embarrassing and nothing to be proud of. But remember you guys? Love can change many things.

After finishing cursing and each other issued complaints. Valentina and Edmond laughed even though tears kept dripping. A memory that can only be remembered created by them.

While far behind them, James frowned. Feeling guilty for what befell the lovers hindered the territory. His hand clenched tightly until a drop of blood flowed between his fingers.

"Is it okay to let them remember all that?" Ask James.

Beside her, Clara was just staring at the two lovers. He threw his face in any direction, feeling unable to continue staring at their blue haru moment.

"Leave it for now."

"At least before they really can't see each other again..." Follow Clara, whispering.

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