The Antagonist: The World Ends Theory
Chapter 86 - Their Identity

George and Edmond have been in the same position since Clara left. And here only Edmond worked hard to think. But George has said it repeatedly to convey it in a simple way is enough.

But Edmond who had above-average confidence immediately rejected it. Even Edmond refuted George's proposal by saying it must be effective, this, that. And finally George did not want to give any more proposals, let the crocodile think for itself.

"Is that true if the Wayne brothers are going to be here?" George averted his gaze, staring at the rising sun.

In the midst of his thoughts, Edmond was reminded again by the news his father and the emperor had told him about Duke Wayne. It was actually just Duke Wayne, but due to his brother's coercion, Duke Wayne allowed Hellen to come with him.

The Vinca Emperor said that the reason they came to Agapanthus was for something secret. Their topic was the news of the emergence of another weapon by Freesia, but was instead kidnapped by Ranunculus. That's how it's made. Although it seems like a false rumor was made - for those who know the original story, the same thing when Clara in Ranunculus.

Because only a few people know about the dark side of government. Finally Duke Wayne is the one who needs to step in to deal with this.

"Yes." Yeah."

"This is my problem?"

Edmond did not answer. From there George knew very well, if the problem to be discussed with King Agapanthus was about him and Freesia's eagerness to attack Ranunculus. True - true enemies.

"Oi, why does Freesia hate Ranunculus so much?"

Edmond took the cookie and ate it. Look at the man who is the status of this second weapon. Junior of the girl who became an antique in Hortensia.

George was silent for a moment, hesitating to tell it. "The main enemy of Freesia is actually Frederick Wayne."

Edmond stopped the chewing, he should not have been surprised at all. Freesia wanted to destroy Frederick Wayne before Ranunculus. Rumor has it that Frederick was King Willem's nemesis.

"What's the reason the King of Freesia hates Frederick Wayne?" Now Edmond's question had little change to his subject.

George mendelik, this man is very insensitive if George does not want to tell it further. "Did you remember that in the royal family lineage, King Willem had an older sister?"

Edmond nodded. He remembered, of course. When he was a child and often rioted in the imperial palace, when also Emperor Siegward was still alive. He always taught Meiger privately the genealogy of noble families. Edmond who came always ended up listening to the lessons of Emperor Siegward.

"What's wrong with that?"

George furrowed his brows, his expression turning serious. "The wife of Frederick Wayne aka Eleanor Wayne is the older brother of King Willem. Her real name is Eleanor Northern."

"...?!"

"Where is the problem?"

"At first, Lea's aunt had a fiancee from a neighboring continent. And on his wedding day, Frederick Wayne came and kidnapped Lea's aunt. I've suspected the kidnapping was based on love. Frederick Wayne and Aunt Lea are married. This news made King Willem furious at him. And eventually it all changed as it is today."

"And the matter of Ranunculus... What still has to do with Clara Scoleths? The weapons abduction incident."

"Yes. It's getting worse when you take me too."

"Curtain! It's hard being that noble."

...❀...

The Wayne residence. Eleanor was watching a painting she had always kept. Painting by his little brother. Eleanor smiled faintly as her sister completed her first work.

The painting wasn't good - it was great, but it was enough to make Eleanor cry. He missed the beautiful atmosphere just like in painting.

The painting consists of an adult man and woman who look full of charisma. Sit on a chair that surrounds a round table. There was also a teenage girl who drank tea gracefully. And a seven-year-old boy who was laughing.

"I'll name this painting 'My family'!"

The loud screams from her sister at that time made Eleanor even more long for the warm atmosphere of the family. He shed his already unbearable tears.

THE CLUCK!

The door to the room is open. There stood Frederick who was still wearing imperial clothes after the trial was held. Frederick looked at his wife's trembling back, his wife again - crying again.

Frederick's eyes looked soft.

If you're afraid this will happen. Why did you ask me to kidnap you back then? Tell me your heart... Eleanor Northern's.

...❀...

The king raised his head, staring at a large painting that was displayed on the palace wall. A happy little family. In the painting, his father and mother are sitting. He smiled happily. As for her older sister, she was graceful as always.

His gaze was only on the figure of Eleanor.

Without even realizing it, his hands clenched tightly. Feeling resentful, resentful, yet wanting to forgive every mistake from her brother for leaving her family. The young girl in the painting, had made Willem feel hurt.

And because of his actions, Freesia's coalition with the neighboring continent was destroyed in an instant. They turned their faces away from Freesia, as if everything related to Freesia was despicable. Willem holds that grudge deep.

Also Clara Scoleths. The girl he had originally used to kill Frederick fell into his hands. The little girl was taken in by Lraight, the previous King Ranunculus and Frederick. At that time, Willem only managed to kill Lraight, but not Frederick.

Anger and resentment were clearly implied from King Willem's gaze. His hands clenched even tighter, so tight that they dripped blood from the blood. He felt no pain, for the grudge in his heart was stronger than that.

"I'm very close to the day you destroyed my entire family. I'm killing you, Frederick!"

...❀...

In a lavender garden. The roar was still staring at Clara who to him looked so clear and soothing. The color he saw was not like the color he saw in others. Clara was special to him, so once the Jade looked at her, it was a bit difficult to turn her eyes the other way.

"Why, Young Master Cheltics?"

Clara felt strange because since last time only a silent look at her. There was nothing else the man did but look at something. And Clara was sure, that something was on her.

"Why is your voice as transparent as glass?" Unknowingly the question escaped from the mouth of the Role.

"The color of my voice is transparent?"

"Eh? No. gabe. That's not what I mean."

The color of the sound? If he really had such a disorder. It's synesthesia syndrome if I don't remember it wrongly.

"What can you see is only my voice?" Clara widened her smile, asking the Saw. He was curious about people who had synesthesia syndrome. It just so happens that there is one to interview.

"No..." Rage answered doubtfully.

Because, when he was young and the Role told about this problem to his friends. He was always ridiculed and said to be someone crazy. When Rage began to admit this complication to his parents. They brought the Ghost to the physician and the physician did not know what the disease of the Geared was.

"Yourf..."

The rose decided to sit on a small hill overlooking the lavender flower bed. Then the Geese patted the delicate grass next to her, telling Clara to sit there.

The confused Clara finally sat beside the Jade. "Why?"

"I can actually see the color and feel your voice, even the scent of your voice as well. Sometimes I can see the color of the writing. It's like my five senses have more than one function."

So synesthesia syndrome is true. It's great! Worldwide, only about 1% to 3% of people have this syndrome.

The rookie tells this problem nervously. She bites her lower lip, fearing that Clara's response would be the same as her friends or siblings. Because until now his two younger siblings still do not believe in the abnormalities that are said by him.

"Hee. Is it fun to have such skills? It's like magic tofu! Although not."

The surprised by Clara's response. Sure oes. Usually people will immediately look at it strangely. James and Valentina are the same. Even though Valentina smiled at him a little to appreciate the Goat. But Clara, she seems to believe it.

Why would a ghost know? It was because he felt a sweet sensation rumbling on his tongue. The color around Clara was also still the same color, it was transparent and clear. Because usually when someone is lying near him, the Geese can feel a very bitter taste on his tongue.

The roar smiled gently at Clara. "It was fun when I found out someone believed it. Know it? The existence of people like you around us is something precious."

"Hehe...really? Why do I feel like you're in a pretty good mood today, Dad?"

"That's because there's you." Answer the Spontaneous.

Eh?

"What"

"So this kept you from sending me letters for two months? How dare you play behind my back."

This sound...

Clara gasped, looking back spontaneously. There stood a man in his official dress, his hands resting in front of his chest. His face twitched in anger.

"Mr Hendrick?!"

Finish me...

TB

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