The Antagonist: The World Ends Theory
Chapter 62 - Anxiety

The journey continues, they are already halfway through. Clara became more silent, it was all because Avrim was focused on riding a horse. And the gloomy-looking Jean wasn't what she used to be.

"Hey Avrim, why has Jean been silent?"

"Freesia is her parents' second hometown, Miss."

"Then why does he keep moody???"

"Bad memories of both his parents are here."

"Are Jean's parents no good?"

"Maybe you could say so."

There was no conversation between them anymore. Clara probably won't touch Jean's privacy line that concerns her parents. Or the reason why he hates Freesia is because of them.

There was a time for Clara not to interfere.

"Why did Jean stop?"

Clara asked, curious as Jean stopped her horse. Automatic Avrim also stopped, since the beginning of the road to Freesia is indeed Jean.

Jean replied briefly, "We're misguided."

Then Jean turned her horse, drove back, followed by Avrim. Clara come along, she's blind map. Although it once inhabited Freesia, it was Clara Scoleths, not her.

Their journey was so quiet, there was only the sound of crickets and animals - animals that decorate the night. The stars tonight are also not much, surely because the weather is cloudy so they are covered. As a result, they only rely on moonlight as illumination.

SREK

"Hm?"

Jean stopped her horse for the second time.

"Why else Jean?"

"We're going in the wrong direction."

Ek?! Any more?! He's upset, isn't he? If it's true, it's all because of the bad memories he got from his family. Why did His Majesty send Jean with us? Isn't Avrim enough? Or maybe Avrim doesn't know the 'back track' to Freesia?

They continue the journey again, Clara hopes Jean is more focused so they do not waste time. A month was indeed long, but the stance of a strong person was hard to change. They must act immediately.

I don't want war to break out like in the novel.The black ending is enough to leave a terrible aftertaste. Until now I can't even forget it, when Clara Scoleths started the war. Is it possible that the war was started by him because there was an influence from black magic???

Gosh... stop thinking bad Clara!

SREK

Again, Jean stopped the horse.

"Jean, why stop again? Don't tell me you're misguided again..."

"Yes, Miss, it seems so."

"This is the last time, okay?"

"None right."

Although Jean said 'good', but his tone was rather indifferent and ignorant. It was as if he had not listened at all to what Clara had said. Honestly, it pissed Clara off. But he was patient and expected Jean's cooperation at this time. But unfortunately...

Jean was misguided again.

And again.

After that, too, not much different.

This time too...

"It looks like we're misguided again, miss." Jean said in a flat tone, it sounded like she didn't care if they were misguided.

Enough already! Clara has run out of patience. He was irritated and furious at the behavior of the emperor's personal bodyguard. This was the umpteenth time Jean had lost them. Surprisingly, Avrim did not respond to anything or simply reprimanded Jean.

"Jean stop that! You deserve your feelings! But right now we're on a mission to kidnap a weapon. Stop being so indifferent now!" Hardik Clara's.

"uh? Why did Miss start talking about feelings? I'm just misguided, not upset about being rejected!" Jean replied in a high tone.

Clara's emotions became the prettiest after Jean replied to her just now. "You're! You should be ashamed of your age! You are no longer young! Stop acting like a child and listen to others! Don't go in the right ear out the left ear! Fuck up!"

"I know that I'm just a subordinate, but Miss's attitude is getting brazen."

"You're the one who made me like this! Stop playing from now on. Listen and remember!"

"P-h!"

CRETAS!

The sound of loud vibrations was so deafening in the ears. Clara immediately responded, "Longsor' is it?"

CRICK

"Did?!"

Jean's quickest response, he realized that the ground they were on was the source of the crack. Clara is also aware, she wants to warn Avrim about the possibility of a landslide.

But when Clara tapped gently on Avrim's shoulder, the middle-aged woman did not budge. He began to feel a chill when he touched Avrim. Clara became suspicious of Avrim's current state, she looked at Jean beside her. His face looks pale.

"Jean-jer!"

GREKS

"MUCH!!!!"

Clara is late, she and Avrim and Jean are too slow to get away from a potential landslide. And it turns out that the movement of the land just now not only caused a landslide but also a hole. As Clara fell into it, she closed her eyes. Read all the komats - powerful kamit so that he survived.

What other misadventures have befallen me...! I'd cry if this wasn't the last bad luck!

...❀...

In a large room, where there was a lot of yellow paper piled up there. As well as some shelves that are deliberately placed in the room to store many books.

The man holding the pen seemed to be propping up his chin. He did not write, but just knocked his pen on the table. Maybe it was his style when he was thinking, it seemed ordinary.

BRACKET

The other man walked into the room with his annoying expression. If this man was not an heir to the neighboring imperial throne, then the owner of the room would have kicked him into the middle of nowhere.

"Meiger's? Though it's still too early for you to deal with all that work. Don't you feel tired even a little?"

The man brazenly immediately sat in front of Meiger. Luckily Meiger had a higher level of patience when he was with this creature.

Meiger sighed, trying to set his patience to the highest level. Inwardly cursed the strange man before him with various inappropriate swearing.

I should have just escaped to the temple so that this walking caterpillar wouldn't bother me. Unfortunately I let my guard down and assumed that he would not come in the morning - early in the morning.

The man looked at the left right, probing into the surroundings. "Hey, why don't I see your personal bodyguard? What's his name, if it's not Jean's fault, right?"

"He went to Freesia." Meiger answered, short, solid and clear.

BRACKET!

"Oi Meiger! Why did you send your subordinates to Freesia? You want to start a war with them?! I thought you didn't care about the fight between Ranunculus and Freesia."

"I don't really care."

"uh? So what made you send the onion to the next region???"

"Clara has come."

The man frowned, feeling strange when Meiger, this friend of his, was raving. What he asked was not about Clara. The man was stunned, he felt that this Clara name sounded so unfamiliar in his ears. But he is aware of one thing...

"Meiger."

"Hm?"

"Clara you said that was a girl's name, right?"

"Yeah, you can guess her by her name."

"Then... How could you adopt a girl to make love last night???"

"Huh?"

"Just think about it, you haven't done this stupid thing in a long time. And even if my behavior is not much different from the devil, but I have never given my virginity to the girl who was only in your room last night." The man became more dramatic.

Meiger is convinced that he has begun to imagine wildly about her and Clara. But Meiger has no will to stop the imagination - that absurd imagination. He would rather shut up and let his friend(?) fantasizing is higher.

Well, it's not wrong if the man thinks strange - strange about him. After all, Meiger was almost 21 years old, it was common for him to get married. And when the man heard the name of a woman from the mouth of his friend, that was all that was possible. That was last night's lovebecause Meiger wasn't married.

But he shouldn't have been that stupid and concluded so offhandedly. Even if Meiger is on the verge of his sanity, he can't just take it out on a girl.

But since the man is still recovering after being indirectly rejected by the woman he loves, it is not entirely wrong. He will automatically think negatively about women and love.

The man then ruffled his hair in frustration. "So, what's your reason for sending Jean to that sensitive area?"

"How many times do I have to say it? It's because Clara's been here."

"Who the hell is this Clara?!" Shouted the man.

"He's the weapon that used to live here."

Just one sentence, and the man's logic worked again. Of course the man knew it, it was obvious for him to know. Especially for his country which incidentally has a connection and a close relationship with Hortensia.

That's a pretty dark old story.

The dark side of government.

The reason why Freesia hated Ranunculus. The reason why Agapanthus joined the Ranunculus faction. And the reason for how Hortensia and Vinca could be dragged into the problems of the two kingdoms.

The root of the problem is so small, and initially so insignificant. But everything changed overnight, 'the thing you thought wouldn't change anything now' turned into 'when you put a little touch on him it would change everything'.

You never know what fate will bring you.

Meiger resuscitated himself, his gaze fixed on the sky - the sky of the room. He fused his eyebrows together, an uneasy feeling surfaced in his heart.

I don't know why I can't relax leaving Jean with Clara. Although there's Avrim there, but I know the truth about both of them. Moreover, this is the first time I have made Jean alone with the opposite sex her age.

I hope there's nothing.

...❀...

The sun was shining so brightly, the light was so bright. It was a quiet morning, as if there was no life in the forest. In the middle of the forest, there are avalanches and large deep holes.

A girl was lying down, her pale face had a few scratches. His clothes were also so shabby because of the soil and dust attached. He opened his eyes slowly, staring at the brownish-colored sky.

Where's this...?

Then his eyes glanced back and forth, all he could see were ruins as far as the eye could see as well as the whereabouts of someone else.

"Jean..." He nodded slowly.

Clara tried to take a sitting position, she crawled slowly closer to Jean. He felt guilty for rebuking this man before the disaster. Everything became chaotic because of his misfortune, if only from the beginning they had not come here, this would not have happened to them.

Then Clara put her finger to Jean's neck.

Heh? What kind of joke is this?!

Unable to believe her own finger, Clara immediately checked Jean's heartbeat through her wrist.

Huh uh? No more beating?! Lying, isn't it?!

Clara became panicked half-dead, she circulated her gaze to every corner of the place. But there is only land and land, something that is free.

"When did he lose his heartbeat? I hope I still have time!"

Clara shook Jean's shoulders slowly and occasionally called her name out loud. Unfortunately Jean did not respond at all, and Clara again checked Jean's heartbeat. But there was no progress at all.

He put Jean on his back, and began to perform pulmonary cardiac resuscitation. He placed his hand in the middle of Jean's chest and overtook his first hand with his second.

Clara began to press against her chest with a strong pressure. He is only a child of art, but this kind of knowledge also Clara learned by self-taught to keep watch. In fact it was useful in this state, he only wished it could work.

Clara continued to do chest compressions, her face was already flushed red from holding back tears. He's feeling scared. One by one the tears had fallen, and Clara began to sob.

"Jean. please..."

And luckily, that effort worked.

Jean again showed signs that she was breathing again. Clara nearly cries because she saved Jean's life. So happy, Clara even hugged Jean who was still lying down.

"Mmh..."

There was a soft sigh from Jean, little by little his eyes opened again. He felt a heavy weight befall his body, it made his body even more crumpled after he fell for the lonsor.

The longer Jean's vision became clear, the more the absurd young lady hugged her tightly.

"Miss...?"

Clara didn't respond.

"What is Miss doing?" Jean asked, her voice so weak.

"Let me be like this in a moment, what if you're almost extinct again? I'll have to blow Your Majesty if you're why - napa." Oceh Clara from behind Jean's hair.

"It's not upside down, is it...?"

Jean lets Clara hug him for longer, the warmth Clara gives makes her feel comfortable. He returned Clara's embrace, although not as close as Clara because she was still weak.

This warmth is more than what you give me, I don't hate it.

Jean is further swept away in Clara's arms, then drowns her face between Clara's narrow shoulders. He began to close his eyes, feeling intoxicated with the fragrance of a girl despite being mixed with dirt and dust.

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