The Antagonist: The World Ends Theory
Chapter 3 - Hendrick Wayne

Clara stepped towards the door and opened it with a heart. He would not forget again the fact that his skin was weak in the sunlight.

The door is open.

Oh my lord! Is this novel world filled with charming characters? Even those who are not the main characters are this handsome.

Ignore Clara's unwavering heart because she is from +62, so please be advised.

“Why are you looking at me like that? Your eyes asked to be gouged out, huh?” The cold voice of the man was heard.

Why is his mouth so spicy? He must have been trained to insult and insinuate others. I hope his companion in the future is a stoic person.

“Hey, when someone talks to you, don't shut up!”

“Weits!”

Clara avoided Hendrick's sharp gaze with her silly style. It made the man stare at Clara strangely, as if Clara was a rare creature that was hard to find.

Anyway, what - what's that way of talking? So relax.

Clara scratched her non-itchy nape and looked towards Hendrick who was ready with her new question. “Ekhem!” Clara coughed then positioned herself as a graceful girl.

"Why did you come here? If you came here just to see me play the circus, then please walk to the right aisle to go downstairs.”

Hendrick knitted his brows, astonished at this house arrest who began to talk a lot. In the past, opening the door was not willing and ended with a break by Hendrick.

He also dared to evict the heir to the Wayne family. Then, circus? Really unique vocabulary.

Even so, Hendrick was reluctant to linger - long on the top floor. Or his brain would also be as dark as the owner of this floor.

"Dad wants to talk to you. Listen - listen for a week you haven't acted. Dad will probably ask how you are currently.”

Huh uh? I ‘kan caged. How can I act?

Hendrick walked away from Clara. As the girl said, if you want to go down the floor you should turn to the right hallway and will be found a ladder to go down.

"When?!” Clara was somewhat screaming, afraid that her voice would not be heard due to the distance.

“Now can also.”

“Which is right, where do I want to meet the old fucking guy who kept me locked up!” Clara sneered in annoyance with a very slow voice.

But he doesn't know if Hendrick can hear it very clearly. He smiled strangely, “Lucky not to ask dad. If yes, then finish your history.”

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Hendrick POV

I walked long enough from the house arrest floor. I don't understand him. Indeed my encounter with the girl was only about four to five times since her arrival. However, I'm sure that he wasn't this silly last time.

So, what made him change?

I never knew why he needed to be treated here. In fact, it would be great if he was just kicked into the home. But it seems like I refuse to do that. It's like there's something about him that my father kept a secret. I don't know what when I ask. Even Hellen felt the same way as me.

And coupled with the fact that he was so avoiding something that was out or exposed to light. Sometimes I wonder, but I don't want to get too close to him either.

There's something in him I'm avoiding.

However, I myself do not know what it is.

Isn't this weird?

Normally, if I carried orders from dad, he would stare at me cynically and coldly. Looked at me like I had to leave immediately or she was going to act.

Then, who was the one who just spread nonsense? Did he create a new personality on him?

What I obviously don't want to know.

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POV Author

Clara's getting ready to meet the Wayne family head. She was wearing very covered clothes, in short she was wearing it to avoid her skin from the sunlight that would burn her.

Goddamnit! The sun I once loved became my greatest enemy in the world.

Even Clara grunted - a grunt was upset at anyone for having made her inside the body of Clara Scoleths and plunged her into the world of this novel.

But he remains grateful. At the very least, Clara would not have the slightest connection with the main cast if it continued to be in this room. If he became Hellen, it was certain that his affairs would be even more complicated.

He also did not want to play the antagonist.

Coupled with the attitude of the male leads who look - the appearance of the color. Either the two-face, tsundere, is often limbad mode, the land crocodile and the gullible naive. However, getting into Clara's body was not a good thing either.

His sins are my sins. What am I supposed to do to atone for all of Clara's original sins?

Clara came out of her room in a huge robe that made her look like a criminal now. However, this criminal instead walked around leisurely.

Arriving at the door of the Wayne family's headroom. Clara knocked.

"Mr Duke, this is Clara Scoleths. You call me?”

Silent.

“Come in!”

Clara bent her body, “Is there anything you want to talk about?”

“Sure,” the man turned his eyes on Clara. “I think my oldest son told you why I called you.”

“True. I'm fine now, you can see for yourself. Even I can slam you in this state.”

“Really? But, the condition of your skin really can't make me send you to the tea party of the noble girls. I originally wanted you to accompany Hellen wherever he went.”

Clara pinched her lips, “Are you not afraid?”

“Fear what?” Duke Wayne raised next to his eyebrows.

“You know who I am, isn't it because you know why I was brought from Freesia?”

Duke Wayne's face darkened.

“What should I do to you? Restrict your instincts as a crazy killer or let it blunt just like that?”

"You better keep me away from your son. Aren't you worried that your child is hurt and victimized?”

“Maybe ejecting you back to Freesia is the truest choice.”

“True does not mean exact. Ranunculus is in danger if I am returned to Freesia.”

Duke Wayne propped his chin, “Now you're good at turning someone's sentences around. Who taught you that? Your despicable servant?”

Clara's face hardened.

“Avrim is not an abject servant! Do you not understand the definition of appreciating? At least, Avrim is the only person who still has a heart in this residence.”

“Dragon talks, Clara Scoleths!’

“Do I have to? You don't even appreciate me as a human being. Do I have to respect you?” clara said in a mocking tone.

“I never should have saved you.”

“Indeed, it is indeed true.”

“Your essence is hidden in the world. How can you survive out there without me?”

“Maybe you are too old so not all will be remembered. But I'll be kind enough to explain it. I am the girl who was locked up in the tower of Freesia as a weapon because I was it-”

“Very like to play the role of the angel of death.”

Duke Wayne said in a mocking tone there. This one old duke does know, Clara is indeed dangerous if her existence is known to the world. Especially if Freesia knows.

At the end of the day, these talks are essentially those who ridicule each other. No one wants to budge, they want to turn off the opponent's argument. But in fact, it is difficult to do.

“But, I am quite good at being grateful.” said Clara softly while looking at the window that was deliberately closed.

Duke Wayne who heard that raised his eyebrows next to his.

“If I stay in Freesia..”

Duke Wayne begins to know what Clara is thinking.

“The worst possibility is that you will definitely become the greatest killing machine the greedy king ever had.”

“I was the first. But there is still a possibility if the King of Freesia makes another.”

“Heh!” Duke Wayne taunted Clara again with his face beginning to wrinkle. “You think it's easy to get a gun like you?"

“Can you not kink - belittle? My brain is not always quick to respond.”

Duke Wayne sighed tiredly.

“Because back then you didn't have something called home, it was difficult for you to survive in this cruel world. Killing is the only way you can survive. They won't get you a second one that easy!”

I-i understand. But, what is the reason this old Duke took me?

As if he could read Clara's mind, Duke Wayne opened his mouth again.

“I'm not interested in making you a killing machine like that crazy King. But, I am also not a person who does not have a cunning brain. You're here for a reason.”

“You're not an old guy who likes springtime with young girls, are you?” Guess Clara.

That makes Duke Wayne almost bitter if he does not remember his status.

“If I like to see the beauty and beauty of someone, it does not mean I vent my lust for you! Besides I have a beautiful wife, did you forget?”

“Lantas why?”

“Shut up!”

“Remember your own age, Duke.”

“I know. You're here because of Hendrick. Are you interested in becoming a shadow protector?”

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