The Antagonist: The World Ends Theory
Chapter 118 - Uncontrolled

The endless night sky enveloped the Herbras continent. The earth shakes the trees to their roots. Birds fly wildly, creating chirps that echo in the air.

"Damn it. tough defense..."

Hendrick's breathing was stingy, his eyes staring back at the group of soldiers who brandished their weapons to him. Both of his hands cupped the handle of the sword that was stuck into the ground.

His sword was now filled with blood. His enemy's head had been scattered around him with an unencrypted expression.

Initially Hendrick went down directly to the battlefield alone because of this damn fog that blocked him. If he continued to use bows and arrows, the enemy formation would be chaotic and it would be even more difficult for him to finish off the enemy.

How unlucky he was, the two-faced prince was late to realize Hendrick's true purpose. And after she struggled for a few minutes, no one had come to give her any help yet.

When an enemy soldier ran towards him. With all his rage, Hendrick kicked his stomach. The important thing is that his dinner doesn't come out anymore.

"This is why I often tell you to socialize more. Now you're fighting alone, aren't you!"

Hendrick swore in his heart. He did expect help, but not from Count Cheltics and the true lackey of the two faces. Well, whatever it is. Hendrick should have been more grateful for the arrival of the two of them.

"Why is your beloved master?" Sinis Hendrick asked Vester.

"The prince is inspecting a part of the forest. Listen - listen Freesia and Vinca's men are standing guard there." Answer Vester. His tone was so calm and flat as if he did not care about Hendrick's ridicule.

"He slipped out without dying?"

"It looks so."

Hendrick raised his eyebrows as a question mark. He did not really have the heart to expect the man to die. Rovers cannot be killed until Ranunculus' victory is confirmed. If it is now, it is not the time to curse him to die.

...****...

"James? It's quieter now, isn't it?" Clara asked, she had not yet let go of her hug on James.

James himself inexplicably loved taking chances in narrowness. Her hand had not yet released Clara from her embrace. If Rage saw him do this to Clara, it was certain that there would be a bloody duel between them.

"Sister Rara is still my sister, right? Mirye too, maybe I can accept your other sister's presence." James's voice was faintly heard from being covered in Clara's dress.

"Well, you can't think of me as a sister either. Just call me by my name. You used to get along with Allen before I or the Crown Prince, didn't you?" Ask Clara.

James nodded slowly. The days when he lived the love of a monkey, so said the Rage. However James did not care what nickname the Goat pinned, all he knew at that time was the happiness when Hellen visited Agapanthus.

"James likes it too, huh?"

James is not responding. He was silent. This raised suspicion on Clara. And maybe the question just now is a statement that is true.

James let go of his embrace, he looked the other way because he was upset at Clara who arrived - suddenly reminded him of the love clapping his hands. Though the more often met with Hellen was himself not Rovers, but destiny willed another. Instead Rovers won the fight before James was ready.

"We are the same, James."

James looked at Clara's astonishment. The girl now even equates herself with James for love. Is Clara also in the stage of 'eliminating' her love?

"I never told her love. But he knew without me telling him. He also seems to me to show signs that he loves me. Unfortunately, he was so passive that he said nothing about the status between us. I wanted to ask, but I was too cowardly to hear the answer."

Clara's long and simple explanation made James understand very well how the outline. Clara loves him, she also loves Clara. But his love did not say, only acted as if there were feelings. Not hypocritical by name, they are just sensitive to each other but too afraid to face reality.

"Did Rara do something when she realized that Rara loved her?"

"I don't know, I've forgotten a lot. But I still remember when I was jealous of the woman who approached him. Hehe. love is so painful and fun at the same time."

"That's all?"

James chuckled, "Didn't Brother Rara be expelled?"

"She's probably too fond of throwing out antiques like me. You know that I myself am targeted by many people even by the regions of the Herbras continent."

After a long conversation with James, Clara realized that her deformed eyes had been wrapped in a white cloth. As well as the wound on his stomach, there is a bond of cloth that is very tight there so that the blood does not continue to flow.

Clara felt around her stomach, as well as her chest that also did not escape the fabric bond. The wound turned out to be that much. And someone who might make this bond is...

Clara's gaze was on James.

"James, are you covering my wounds?"

James was surprised, then he nodded.

"I'm afraid Rara's brother bled to death. So, I did it too fast-hunting until the ties were untidy. I tied him up in a mess." Said James.

At first James relaxed, but Clara continued and continued to stare at the part of her stomach that had also been covered with cloth. Suddenly it made James' face turn as red as a tomato.

"Don't misunderstand Rara! It's not like I took the opportunity to look at it-it. I just wanted to bandage a wound in your stomach. But a-there are a lot of injuries also in other parts. It would be like that. The point is, I accidentally saw it." James said in panic. Really, his face was completely red.

I didn't even ask about that. Yes, of course I'm ashamed too. But if he did it to prevent my death, I know very well.

Clara's cheeks were a little blushing. If asked to be embarrassed, he should be more embarrassed than James here. But what can be done, avoid more blood flowing it needs to be done.

My point is, stop being so shy - James's shy. Our position is changed here!

Clara then turned her gaze to Duke Nielsen who never opened her eyes. This is a worrisome thing, especially in Hortensia there Cattleya must be waiting for the return of her father.

James who had conditioned his heartbeat and facial expression also looked at Duke Nielsen. The middle-aged man was still loyal in his dreams.

The dreams? Ah, I hope to be met by Grein once again. The problem is I don't know how to stop this war. Was I supposed to kill King Willem just then?

"We have to go back to the palace." Determined Clara.

...****...

"Damn! Why they are endless. Though as I expected, I've slashed 278 heads." Furious Hendrick.

"They have hundreds of thousands of heads, remember?" Cetus Count of Cheltics.

As a man half a century old. He himself was also overwhelmed with all these top-class soldiers. Plus his fucking comrade to date hasn't shown himself.

"Will he come back?" The Count Cheltics.

"Stop that! Maybe he's just late..."

The Count Cheltics looked at Hendrick's back. From the front, back or side, this man had almost no difference to Frederick. Even by their nature the same.

"If you're not sure he'll come back. Then don't convince anyone else that your father's coming back."

Hendrick clenched his hand, making him hold the sword hilt become stronger. At first he was also convinced that his father would return home with the killing machine. However, the white chrysanthemum before...

I hope I'm wrong.

TB

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