The Antagonist: The World Ends Theory
Chapter 80 - Night Storm

"To Agapanthus? In the spring?"

Edmond nodded quickly when Meiger asked. Edmond's plan, he's going to Agapanthus in early spring. Not to make a coalition with Agapanthus, he would be attacked by Freesia if he dared to do so.

"What are you there for?"

"Of course to see my Miss Love." Edmond smiled grinningly, ignoring the reluctant gaze of the man behind Meiger.

"You can go to Ranunculus directly. Why meet him at Agapanthus?"

"Look, buddy. My country will have cooperated with Freesia. I was unwittingly also an enemy of Ranunculus. If I just go there, then I will be made b*bi boling. Nah! It just so happened that in the early spring of this Miss Love was going to Agapanthus as a visit, so I had to make the most of this opportunity."

"Agapanthus is Ranunculus' 'friend, did you forget?"

Edmond laughed mockingly, "Although that is indeed true. But they still received arrivals from other regions, including Freesia herself."

"Ah, I forgot it."

"Anyways you should come with me there!"

"No, just take the others."

...❀...

The night has come. Today there will be a snowstorm. The temperature dropped further, making Meiger shiver in the cold. Even so, he was still busy with his work and had not slept.

He sat in his room, facing the window. The sky seems cloudy tonight. It's true that there will be a storm, just by looking out Meiger knows exactly.

TOK TOK TOK

"Now?"

The door opens, Clara appears. Meiger frowned, astonished by the appearance of this one broken weapon. He should have been sleeping, because time was almost midnight. Even as the blizzard had descended, snowflakes filled every corner of the place.

"Why?" Ask Meiger.

"Pulse... The servant suddenly felt cold, and wanted to take warm water but it turned out to be exhausted. When I went to the kitchen, this room was still open, so..."

"so. You should have asked the servants." Meiger refocused his attention on the books he read. His habit from childhood carried on until now.

"Claras?"

Long without getting a response, Meiger turned to Clara again who was still in the same position. He seemed to have not moved a bit during the several stabs to the back.

"Did? You're freezing!"

Finally, Meiger takes Clara into her room and gives her a blanket and warm drink to melt again. This girl didn't say she was frozen in there, but...

"Since you've endured the heat, you haven't been able to stand the cold."

Clara tightened the roll of the blanket that covered her. He also directly sipped a glass full of hot chocolate that Meiger gave him.

"Your Majesty must be joking. Why the hell let the servant freeze for a few minutes out there." Cibir Clara, his sharp gaze pointed at Meiger.

"You're cold?"

"Of course, Your Majesty should not ask the obvious." Clara was rolling herself in a blanket, the cold tonight was so piercing.

Meiger stood up from the chair and approached Clara who rolled herself on the edge of the mattress. Clara said it was cold but herself was sitting on the floor, of course, it would not feel warm even though she was wearing a quilted blanket.

Meiger took a seat next to Clara, she had already kept her book on the table. He took out another blanket and put it on as well while adding a layer of blankets that Clara used.

Clara was of course surprised by Meiger's actions. This is something beyond reason. Clara cursed herself. How could he forget that scene that was yes - yes when they were in the library the other day.

And now Clara's just acting normal to Meiger, as if nothing ever happened between them. Though Clara was already far away, Cattleya was more worthy as empress than she was.

Instead of Clara being inferior, she was only aware of her position. Clara was neither a famous nobleman nor a descendant of a wealthy merchant. She was just a weapon that happened to still have something to do with Lyserith Scoleths, the girl who could absorb black magic just as much as she did.

Clara did not want to prejudge the red thread that bound her to Lyserith. Although Meiger has confirmed, Clara is still afraid of that fact. He did not want to drown in black magic.

If I die, will everything be okay? Or do I need to accept my destiny as an absorber of black magic? But, what was the reason Lyserith died then? That special girl must have ended tragically. The proof is that I am the successor now.

Clara buried her face in both hands. This blanket is a little useful because it can warm itself. Meiger glanced at Clara, then gave a faint snort.

"Your race is not wrong. Your life is yours. What path you choose, don't stick to one choice."

Meiger's not a smart ass here. He also did not want Clara to sink further into despair. However, reality is not something you can avoid or hate. The reality of life is something you live, the sweet bitterness of life is the truth.

If Clara happily lives a lie, it sounds even more sad. Meiger reluctantly makes the girl feel the bitterness of life, but returns again on the initial topic. This is reality.

"One choice only...?" Clara said softly.

"You must have thought 'if I become Lyserith and absorb all the black magic that exists, everything will definitely be happy, right?'. That's what you think."

Meiger's guess is on target.

Clara once thought so, a mark when she carried out her duties like Lyserith.

Meiger tightened the grip on the blanket, so that no coldness would come in.

"of course. Jean used it to bring Avrim back to life. Well. though it can't be called as reliving. But, what is now talking about here is black magic. Science that defies the laws of nature, that miracle never existed. That magic basically if used would only incite hatred."

Clara was aghast, "Your Majesty knows about Avrim's condition?!"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Since when?"

"Since I first met Jean."

"Eh..."

It is only fitting that when Avrim is not with us, His Majesty is acting ordinary. Even now, when Avrim's existence disappeared completely. His Majesty did not ask.

"Did Jean know that His Majesty-"

"He knows."

"really?"

"Well, it's been a long time. But he still doubted it. But now that I'm acting this way on Avrim's disappearance, he's only fully convinced that I know. Nero also realized the awkwardness."

"Nero knows too?! Was it only the servant who only realized when we were traveling in Freesia...?" Clara sighed in annoyance, the more insensitive she became.

Meiger stared at the growing snowstorm. Time is getting late, they should be sleeping. Unfortunately the topic they are talking about will not be finished in just a few minutes, the day will not necessarily run out.

"Shall I be a second Lyserith?"

In the end, everyone would remain on his fate line. Clara was willing to say so, how happy it was to be Clara Scoleths. Living the path that this rotten world has set.

"Eh?" Clara remembered something.

"It is true that white diamond eyes are rare. Usually the one who has it his way of life is determined by the world not by himself."

"Yes..Your Majesty."

"Hm?"

"Has it been before, the eyes of the servant were not sapphire?"

"Don't know. Because when I met you, all I knew was sapphire. You might think that the color of your eyes was the same as Lyserith's, right?"

Clara nodded slowly.

"I don't know. But maybe Emperor Siegward knows."

"so."

Clara bowed deeply, closing her heavy eyes. He was already sleepy, but the curiosity in his head made his desire to sleep had disappeared.

The bodies can't testify. Neither King Lraight nor Emperor Siegward, all of them could give any truth. If Frederick Wayne were to open his voice, I would...

...❀...

Today is the day of return. The Emperor, Clara and Jean will return to Hortensia. And for the time being, George will stay at Vinca until his mentality improves. That's good for him. Vinca is a region clean of black magic.

"I'll visit you two months from now. We'll venture into Agapanthus together." Edmond waved his hand at the three brands.

Only Clara retaliated, while Jean threw away her face in annoyance. The most ordinary Meiger, he only looked at Edmond and George flatly.

Clara rode in a horse-drawn carriage with Meiger, not expecting the emperor to come here instead of on a horse. Only Jean can ride alone, she can't carry anyone because Avrim is gone.

Jean was feeling better, her mourning day was over. He now realized, there were many people by his side. Clara made him aware of it, the most valuable person in his life. If only he could have had that pale-skinned miss completely. Too bad, if he's in 'war', his rivals are too many.

Let alone George, his master who was an emperor took part in the fight. Do not forget, someone who was far away in the land of Ranunculus, he who always thought of his nona. Accidentally also made many rivals.

The lady is great.

"You're the one who went with him." Meiger thrust Clara easily to Edmond, she did not want to interfere in the love affairs of the brengs*k man.

"All right, Your Majesty." Clara said with resignation.

Refuse but cannot. If Jean could not go with him, he would drag George on his way to Agapanthus. Really, he didn't want to be alone with Edmond. What if the emperor thought no to them?

"Calm down, there's still two months before you take the torture."

Argha! Can't I just relax?!

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