Chapter 34. Requiem for the last solo (2)
A voice as slippery as a snake’s skin and as deadly as poison resonates vividly.
[Cain, you had many moments to choose from.]
A solemn and weighty tone, as if passing judgment.
[That’s why you can’t defeat me.]
Hateful and terribly disgusting, but also scary and terrifying.
Voice of Abel Kindreal.
I didn’t want to see him anymore, no, never again.
‘Please stop!’
Even though I know this is a dream and not reality.
‘Stop chasing me!’
Cain cried and ran and ran.
“Huh!”
As soon as I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was the familiar ceiling of my room.
Luxurious curtains were stretched across the window, and the cold light of a winter morning seeped through the gap.
Cain slowly got up. The finest blanket flowed gently down my body.
“… … “Is that a dream again?”
Cain rubbed his forehead. Even though she had slept, her head felt heavy as if she had been up all night for days.
“ha… … .”
Not in the uncomfortable and crude camp bed, but in my own room filled with soft scents.
He couldn’t sleep well.
[You took the bait too well.]
Abel’s face changes. A mysterious smile that cannot be ignored.
[Cain, are you okay?]
Because of the image of my father overlapping above him.
[Go quickly. Will the reason they came here be in vain?]
At times, his expression was dignified and cold, but when he turned to Cain, his expression became gentle.
[Go first. I’ll follow you soon.]
A kind face full of warmth and love.
When Carlo smiled like that, everything would go well.
‘Yes, if it’s your father… … .’
Cain at that time believed.
My father will solve the problem in front of me well. He said he would deal with Abel, a problem for which his own strength was not enough.
Carlo was always like that.
[Father, what should I do with this?]
Whenever Cain was in trouble, he quietly solved the problem.
[Father, I want that.]
Whatever Cain wanted, he got it whenever he wanted.
[It will be as you wish.]
His father was omnipotent. He had the power to make the impossible possible.
Those memories pushed Cain’s back,
[You must go!]
Even though I can easily shake off the knights pulling me away.
Cain pretended not to be able to win and continued to drive the horse.
He ran away from Abel Kindreal, who made him small and insignificant.
After entering the Sud territory and entering the safety of his mansion.
[My father? Are you coming separately later?]
[What happened to Carlo… … .]
Only after hearing what my mother and vassals asked.
‘What have I done?’
Cain came to his senses.
How can Carlo, a mere ordinary person, defeat Abel, who could not even defeat himself, the owner of the cadenza?
What on earth was he thinking when he left his father there?
[father!]
I put my armor back on and tried to go out.
[Arrow!]
His mother, Scarlett, grabbed his wrist.
[Do you really not know why your father sent you alone?]
[B-but… … .]
[My father probably expected this situation.]
Scarlett’s hand holding onto Cain tightened. It was a firm grip as if he would never let him out.
Of course, Cain was able to shake off her wrist.
but.
[If I leave now, my father’s… … The meaning is all in vain.]
I felt like I was hearing words that my mother could not bear to say.
sacrifice.
Those words bound Cain’s entire limbs. Cain was frozen in place.
[Please, look at this mother… … .]
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Tears flowed down Scarlett’s pretty face. She collapsed on the spot as she grabbed Cain’s wrist.
[Mom, why are you crying?]
Next to her, her younger sister, Ayla, grabbed the hem of Scarlett’s dress.
[Are you happy that Cain came back after a long time?]
Ayla’s pale eyes shone innocently.
[iced coffee… … .]
Cain looked at the mother and daughter and fell silent.
Clang.
His hand holding the armor fell weakly.
Afterwards, he locked himself in the mansion and did not leave the house.
I didn’t want to go out and I shouldn’t. When I stay in the mansion, my body feels peaceful, but my mind aches.
More than anything, the most painful thing was that there was nothing I could do.
Meanwhile.
[The culprit who killed Hector is here.]
The spark of suspicion thrown by Abel continued to burn deep in Cain’s heart.
‘That can’t be possible.’
Cain denied it again and again.
But he vividly remembered Carlo’s expression at that time.
[…] … .]
A smile that appears to reveal teeth, with only one corner of the mouth being slightly pushed up.
It was the smile that appeared when Carlo was in trouble or hit the nail on the head.
It was his father’s habit that only his son Cain knew about.
‘Just in case, just in case… … .’
In the end, Cain was unable to extinguish the flame of suspicion,
Trudging.
I secretly went to my father’s office late at night.
‘Abel, you are wrong.’
I tried my best to masturbate to prove my father’s innocence.
And after a while.
Rattling!
Cain fell down and placed both hands on the desk.
“… … No way.”
A painful sigh poured out as if it was tearing at my heart.
“No way… … I saw something wrong… … .”
However, my body was perfectly fine, and the sight I could see was truly clear.
The third drawer of Carlo’s desk.
What was inside was a transaction statement. Written in Carlo’s handwriting, which Cain was familiar with.
It was clear evidence that Carlo was the real owner of the Mare Guild and controlled everything behind the scenes.
“Father… … really.”
Cain’s lips trembled as he looked at the items on the statement.
From slave trading banned in the Empire, to supporting bandits and sabotaging other merchants.
The blue pearl and red coral towers, symbols of the Ardante family, were actually built with the blood and flesh of others.
That wasn’t all.
“This… … .”
Next to it was a small, round glass bottle. A clear liquid was flowing inside it.
As far as Cain knew, Carlo had no chronic illness and did not take any medicine.
[There were a lot of them in ‘Lowell’s’ room?]
At that moment, the shape Abel made with his fingers came to mind. It’s the same shape as the bottle Cain is holding now.
“… … no way.”
Dalgrak, dalgak.
Cain’s hand trembled violently as he opened the cap of the bottle.
He barely opened the vial and dropped a few drops on the desk. The liquid, which was as clear as water, had no odor.
Cain stuck out his tongue and lightly touched the liquid.
“… … !”
The moment I touched it, I felt pain as if the tip of my tongue was being burned.
“Big!”
Cain hurriedly took a step back. He could taste the fishy taste of blood on the tip of his melted tongue.
An extreme poison that melts flesh in less than a second.
[Ugh, wow… … .]
The image of Hector groaning and squirming passed before my eyes. Even the blood that formed a river over his forehead.
“ah.”
Cain even forgot about the pain in his mouth.
[Benifer is a person who will do anything to achieve his goal.]
I remembered my father’s face, which had become even more grim and distorted.
“iced coffee… … !”
Benifer was not a person who would do anything to achieve his goal.
[We will have to pay for Hector’s blood.]
The person who was more heartless than anyone else was his father Carlo.
[I guess I have to declare a territory war.]
After killing the loyalist with his own hands, he spoke of his next plan with an extremely calm expression.
“father… … .”
In the face of the cruel truth that finally arrived,
dump.
Cain fell to his knees helplessly. He couldn’t bear it otherwise.
“Hector… … !”
The enormous amount of guilt weighing down on oneself.
“Ugh… … .”
The weight of countless lives lost in my hands.
Tears flowed down Cain’s closed eyelids.
Drop, drop.
The water droplets that flowed down my cheek wet the carpet.
“Ah, ugh.”
Cain rubbed and rubbed the tear stains on the carpet. On the back of my hand, the cadenza pattern faintly flickers.
The dark stain did not dry in an instant.
“iced coffee… … .”
Like the traces of his sin, it was a stigma that would never disappear.
❖ ❖ ❖
From that day on, Cain neither ate nor slept.
I stayed in my room and just played the cadenza.
wickedness-
Sweep your hand over the wide blade of the cadenza,
Hwareuk.
I spent some time in a daze, looking at the flickering flames.
Now I really didn’t know what to do.
Everything felt vague, as if I had lost my way.
My throat burned as if I was left alone in the desert, and I felt dizzy as if I was floating on an open ocean.
“His Majesty the Emperor has camped outside the city gate!”
“We are encouraging you to surrender!”
Only bad news continued to flow in.
“Siege engines are being set up! “It looks like they’re going to tear down the walls!”
“We are running out of food! “If this continues, I won’t be able to last even a week!”
The situation got progressively worse.
Meanwhile, Carlo’s news was delivered in the worst possible way.
“Hehe… … .”
A huge white horse neighed lowly in front of the mansion.
It was Lucia, the mother of Bianca, Cain’s favorite horse. And it was also Carlo’s favorite horse to ride.
Instead of the owner, who should have been on the saddle, there was only a sack slung over him.
“I think I should tell Cain… … .”
The knight who brought Lucia spoke in a hushed voice.
His eyes were red and bloodshot. He already knew the contents of the bag.
“… … omg.”
Scarlett clutched her chest. She didn’t leave her spot with her teary eyes.
“mother… … .”
Even Ayla looked anxious, as if she had an unusual premonition.
She tried to hide her feelings by holding onto the hem of her mother’s skirt.
“… … .”
No one gathered there could open their mouths. Because the meaning of returning without an owner was obvious.
A shadow of despair and sorrow was casting over everyone here.
“… … .”
Cain felt his breathing becoming difficult. She wished the sight before her was just her dream.
Trudging.
He reached in front of Lucia, almost collapsing.
“Hehe.”
Lucia recognized Cain and stuck her head in. Her white and beautiful body was covered in wounds and blood stains.
fluttering.
Cain unwrapped the sack with trembling hands.
“… … !”
His face turned pale when he checked the contents.
Dark, dried hair.
There was no hair, and the skin had also discolored black, making it difficult to recognize its original appearance.
It was a corpse that Cain had seen countless times on the battlefield. The bodies of those who were cut in Abel’s Requiem were all like that.
It had to be unrecognizable. I had to not know who it was.
however… … .
“Uh, uhh.”
Cain instinctively knew whose head this was.
“Ugh!”
He waved his hand and stepped back. The contents of the bag flew out and fell to the floor.
“Aaaah!”
“Ugh!”
Several of the maids fainted, foaming at the mouth, and the weak servants also fell backwards.
The just severed head was creepy, but it was even more terrifying when it was dried and black.
It was too much of a shock to those who had never seen a corpse like this in their lives.
“Tsk… … .”
In the end, even Scarlett stumbled and fell. She also realized who the owner of her hair was.
“Ma’am has fallen!”
“Bring the stretcher!”
The whole place was full of screams and moans.
“Miss, don’t look!”
The nanny quickly covered Ayla’s eyes. She then left with the butler holding Scarlett in his arms.
“Huh, huh.”
Cain was unable to move for a long time, resting on his knees.
The sight before my eyes is either yellow or white. My vision becomes distorted and disjointed.
I felt like I wanted to vomit everything in my stomach. It was several times more disgusting than when I saw Bianca’s dead body.
Then, when I slowly raised my gaze,
“… … !”
Cain discovered.
[You are next.]
The words written on the unfolded sack. It was a sentence carved in blood and dried dark red.
fantasy,
