The Antagonist: The World Ends Theory
Chapter 73 - The Moment Before Traveling

The days passed so quickly, the custom in the palace of Freesia there was no significant change. Clara regularly visits George's room every day and without questioning about running away again. George was silent, too, and he didn't say much about Clara's return.

Two more days before Clara returns to Hortensia.

The morning was very dark, many clouds were cloudy in the sky. It might snow if the temperature is this low. Clara did not forget that winter followed her to Freesia.

"Hey?" Call George.

"Why?"

"You said something about Hortensia, didn't you? What don't don't you're not from Ranunculus?"

He's? I ran away from there a long time ago...

"Yes, I'm from Hortensia. If Ranunculus anyway.I've been about a month running away from there. Why did you suddenly ask that?"

"none. It's just that you once told me that Hortensia is your home so you need to get away from Freesia."

"Indeed, it's not wrong."

"So you're really going?"

Clara grimaces slowly. He has tried hard to stay away from this topic as much as possible. But now even George is luring him to talk about this sensitive matter. Though everything will be free, George will not go with him either.

"Take me, Clara."

But unfortunately George was quite stubborn. He would not stop until he got a satisfactory answer from Clara. Honestly, it's a totally unpleasant situation.

"There's no other choice. Like you said, you don't want to leave Freesia because this is your home. And I have to go back to Hortensia because that's my home." Clara slowly explained.

A pleasant day they had been through for a few weeks even though they were initially conflicted. But in fact George is quite comfortable with the presence of Clara in his life.

Also, Clara doesn't bombard George with annoying questions anymore.

They spend a very short time. And, they had gotten another execution mission before today. King Willem urged George to participate in the indiscriminate attack on Ranunculus. He so wants his bastard son to be the perfect weapon like Clara.

George watched Clara devouring the fruit in his hand round - round.

George did not know whether Clara was also included by King Willem in this attack. But hearing Clara's statement that was about to leave, it was possible to be quiet - silent he planned to run away at that time.

"When are you going?"

"2 more days I guess..." Clara remembers - remembers.

George was aghast, it was the day that King Willem with his elite troops attacked Ranunculus. If Clada were to leave right then, wouldn't it be dangerous? At worst he will be caught again and punished for trying to escape.

"should? Why don't you just back off or move on?" George asked in a panic.

"Can't."

"That's it..."

George said nothing more.

Just three weeks less in Freesia. It feels unsatisfied. But this is also so that it can simultaneously stop the Freesia attack with Jean and his partner I think. He talks about using others.

I didn't expect time to go this fast. Now in Hortensia there is also no Avrim there, why do I have to go home quickly?

...❀...

It was lunch time, as usual Clara would only eat alone. George did not want to go out, he was too comfortable in his room which was nothing.

Clara cut the meat casually, she did not care about the strange gazes of the servants. As a weapon, Clara needs all the manners and elegance of women. After all, he is not a noble, he is just a child who happens to have beauty above average.

CRICK

"Huh?" Clara raised her eyebrows.

"Why are you here, George? Last morning when you didn't want to have breakfast outside." Clara commented.

True, George is very unhappy to go out except for King Willem and his mission suddenly sitting at the dinner table opposite Clara. This is a phenomenon that occurs even less frequently than eclipses.

"What's the problem? It's up to me." George replied indifferently.

"No no no no! Why did you come and eat with me? Usually you're disgusted if you have to eat and in front of you is me." Clara frowned, more astonished.

"I'm hungry."

Clara let out a tired sigh, succumbing from this stone head. "It's up to you..."

"Indeed, daritadi I said that. You deaf?" George said in a shitty tone.

What's wrong with her?! He was fine this morning. Why is it now like a cat that is taking revenge?!

"You got a grudge against me, George? Suddenly it's kind of annoying." Clara bribed the piece of meat into her mouth, her gaze still fixed on the labile youth.

"InfFECT? Me? Then who's gonna leave me as nice as he wants, huh? Reflect it better before commenting on others. Basic suck."

JLEB

That hurts man!

Clara could only be patient with George's behavior. He assumed that the young man was in his red day. Well, Clara would think that George was in his worst mood.

Does he not like me if I leave? He often kicked me out. Now I'm leaving and he's upset. Where is my fault now? I just followed his will -_-.

Clara unconsciously stroked her chest dramatically.

He continued to eat lunch without saying much more. George also seemed not to be so eager to engage in any conversation during his meal. Some of the servants who were paying attention could only feel confused by George's last sentence. They felt awkward and did not understand, but they did not dare to ask.

TRINGS

The sunlight swearing behind the clouds - the cloud reflected its light on Clara's jade flops. It was the center of George's attention, don't forget that beautiful necklace, too.

"You're rich enough to be the size of a gun." Said George who had finished his lunch.

"What?" Clara raised next to her eyebrows, astonished.

"That jade clip and your necklace." George pointed with his chin.

"Ouh.this is also the gift of others not myself who bought. Where do I have the money to buy these expensive jewels."

"Other people?"

Clara nodded, "Yes."

He was holding a necklace hanging from his neck. "This is a gift from Mr. Frederick Wayne's youngest son. This is a reward from him after I give him something, but my gift is not that good."

"Hellen Wayne 'was he?" George murmured, "Well, he did not see what gift was given to him but rather who the person who gave his gift was. Then, who gave you that jade slip...?"

Eh? Hendrick is already Duke. It would be impolite to call him Mr. Hendrick.

"Duke Wayne gave this to me before I left Ranunculus." A smile poked out from Clara's thin lips.

George's face was a little upset, Clara so felt wrong herself somehow. Suddenly he also felt de javu, because the Emperor had also been this way just because he wanted to send a letter to Hendrick.

Why doesn't anyone like Hendrick until they hate the gift he gave me?

TB

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