Chapter 34. Requiem for the last solo performance (3)
“So you’re saying we shouldn’t hold a funeral for Lord Carlo, or the former Lord?”
“He sacrificed himself for Sud territory until the very end! “Shouldn’t the path you take be peaceful?”
The vassals exchanged arguments with blood on their necks.
“Is this the time for a funeral? “His Majesty the Emperor is about to break through the castle gates!”
“What if we get attacked while we’re concentrating on the funeral?”
The arguments on both sides were tense.
“Funeral or not, it is impossible to defend the walls with our troops alone!”
“Your Majesty, the Emperor, can break through this castle gate as much as you want!”
“Don’t you know that our lives are still saved thanks to him?”
“No, these people?”
One of the retainers grabbed the back of his neck.
“Now, are you saying we should open the castle gates wide and welcome Your Majesty?”
“You’ll have a better chance of surviving that way!” “Rather than continue this pointless resistance!”
“Say something that makes sense! We’re half… anyway. … .”
The vassal who was about to speak casually closed his mouth.
treason.
The word was like a taboo and an abomination.
“… … !”
“… … Ugh.”
The blood drained from the faces of the retainers. I guessed the word he couldn’t say.
When the war first began, all the vassals were confident that Cain would win.
So, they had no doubt that by now the Ardante royal family would have begun and they would be recorded as loyal subjects under it.
But reality betrayed expectations.
They ended up surviving day by day, relying on the mercy of the new emperor Abel.
All the retainers knew that even that was like a light in the wind.
There was an inseparable shadow of ‘treason’ attached to them.
“… … Ugh.”
“shit… … .”
The retainers clenched their fists on the table.
No matter how much they put their heads together and thought about it, there was no way for them to survive. There wasn’t even a choice.
Why on earth did this happen? How did this happen… … .
“Cain,”
Someone bit their lip and muttered.
“… … “Where are you?”
“At this important time, the person who must make the decision… … .”
Cain’s seat, that is, the head table where Carlo used to sit, was empty.
No, Cain has not sat in this position since returning to the estate. Not once.
In the end, the vassals had no choice but to reach an unwilling conclusion.
“If this happens, I’d rather…” … .”
“Wouldn’t it be better than staying still?”
Their voices became lower and lower, as if discussing a secret topic.
That time.
“… … oh my god.”
Scarlett covered her mouth when she saw the devastation before her eyes.
A space allowed only to Carlo, the head of the family, and Cain.
Inside Carlo’s office,
North, North!
Cain was nervously tearing up documents.
“… … no.”
His red eyes sparkled with creepy madness.
Ji profit!
“… … no!”
Cain searched through the documents ceaselessly, read them frantically, and tore them apart like crazy.
“lady… … . sorry.”
“It’s no use trying to stop us… … .”
The butler and servants stood by the door and bowed their heads.
Their haggard faces were full of anxiety and concern. He seemed appalled by the pathological appearance of the head of the family whom he was supposed to trust and serve.
“… … “Everyone stay back.”
Scarlett tried to calm her voice.
“Please keep quiet about what you just saw.”
“… … “Yes.”
widely.
After she closed the door, she slowly walked inside.
Buuuuk!
Towards Cain, who was tearing the documents into pieces.
“… … Cain.”
The area around Carlo’s always neat desk was full of torn paper dust. All the books that had been neatly shelved fell out and scattered on the floor.
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“Cain… … !”
Scarlett’s heart pounded as she called out to her son once again.
I felt like my insides were rotting and rotting.
I had barely shaken off the shock of losing my husband and had just woken up. Because she had things to do as the mistress of the family.
But this is what I saw as soon as I left the bedroom.
“Cain, what the hell. “Why are you doing this!”
Scarlett couldn’t bear it anymore and spat out in a cracked voice.
“Don’t you know how important these documents are? “My father-”
“Is it important?”
Cain muttered without taking his eyes off the document.
“Something like this?”
These were stains that faded even Cain’s beautiful past.
Traces of his mistakes and injustice. Even though it was clearly right next to me for all these years, I couldn’t see it.
“… … My father!”
Cain couldn’t hold back his tears and let out a sigh.
“why! why! “Do something like this!”
He looked back at Scarlett with a twinkle in his eye.
“… … Did you know?”
“W-what do you mean?”
“What has your father done so far?”
Scarlett felt an unusual premonition from Cain’s chewing tone.
“… … Cain.”
She said, trying to calm her pounding heart.
“How can I interfere with what my father is doing outside?”
“… … .”
“However, I do know one thing.”
Scarlett felt a lump in her throat.
“That your father loved you. “He is more than himself.”
And the next moment,
“… … !”
She realized something was wrong.
“… … “You said you loved me?”
This is because Cain’s face was distorted ugly. It was not like the expression of a son confirming his fatherly love.
“Father, me?”
Slurp, thud.
The documents held in Cain’s hands spilled out onto the floor.
“So, you did this. “Is that what you’re saying?”
“Cain, how could you do something like this… … .”
Scarlett had to stop mid-speech.
Sreung!
Because a huge cadenza was pulled out of Cain’s hand.
“… … “You can’t possibly-”
“Something like this!”
Cain lifted the cadenza upward.
Quad Deuk!
The cadenza fell straight down and broke Carlo’s desk in two.
Good luck!
Red-hot flames began to burn the shredded desk and the documents scattered around it.
“Love?!”
Cain howled and swung his cadenza again.
Ujikkeun!
The chair Carlo liked to sit on was broken.
“Love, because of that damn love!”
Kwasik! thud!
This time, Carlo’s bookshelf was swept this way and that and collapsed.
“I ended up like this!”
Cain began to randomly destroy the fixtures and furniture in the office.
“… … Ahhh.”
Scarlett was frozen in place and couldn’t move.
I couldn’t tell if it was because of the cadenza’s flame that never went out, or because my son seemed to be out of his mind.
“I! why me!”
Cain cried out in despair and completely burned down the office.
Bang bang bang!
An urgent knock on the door was heard outside the office.
“Ma’am, ma’am!”
“What’s going on!”
Along with the voices of servants who noticed the commotion inside.
“… … .”
Scarlett couldn’t even say anything.
“… … Ha ha ha ha ha.”
Because Cain, who destroyed everything in the office, burst into laughter.
“Ha ha ha ha ha… … .”
Cain laughed and laughed, his heart pounding.
Grumbling-
In front of the flames that had burned all the furniture and were now spreading to the floor and walls.
“… … Cain.”
Scarlett, barely able to open her mouth, found it.
“haha… … .”
Cain’s eyes were unfocused.
His eyes were on the flame, but he wasn’t looking at what was in front of him.
Eyes that seem to be burning red, or rather, as if they have been reduced to ashes.
Another fire was spreading above the ashes.
It was a fire fueled by despair, grief, and all the negative emotions.
“Cain?”
Scarlett took a step back without realizing it.
Instinct was telling me. What was standing before my eyes was not my son.
Trudging.
Finally Cain turned around.
“haha.”
With empty eyes, he scratched his neck and laughed.
… … No, it wasn’t ‘him’.
Grumble!
The cadenza’s flames spouted out like an explosion. It seems that he really likes the body of the owner he finally took over.
❖ ❖ ❖
“Hmph.”
Ayla lay face down on the bed in her room and sniffled.
The girl was depressed about everything now.
Cain, the coolest brother in the world, came back, but I couldn’t even talk to him.
Meanwhile, my sweet and gentle mother took a bad look, and she even collapsed yesterday.
“What on earth…?” … .”
Something unusual is happening, but no one explains it to Ayla.
‘It’s no big deal.’
‘Don’t mind the lady.’
They talk around like that.
That is what the only daughter of the Ardante family is. You can enjoy life as soft and sweet as pink cotton candy.
however.
A big change was about to occur in her life, which had been smooth without even the slightest ups and downs.
bang!
The door opens without knocking,
“miss!”
The nanny, Yan, came running in with an urgent look on her face.
“Yen?”
Ayla thought that Yen had finally lost his stubbornness and came to comfort her.
but,
“You need to get out of here!”
“huh? why? what’s the matter?”
Ayla blinked her big eyes.
“If you stay still, you’ll die!”
Yen suddenly hugged Ayla without any explanation. Then he ran out into the hallway and started running.
“… … !”
Ayla opened her eyes wide as she was held by her nanny.
The whole place was filled with acrid smoke. A foul smell that she had smelled for the first time in her life stung her nose.
“Run away!”
“Aaaah!”
Everyone in sight was screaming and running away.
“Build a defensive line!”
“We need to buy some time!”
Knights in red armor were running in the opposite direction from them.
“… … why?”
Ayla trembled in fear and looked at where the knights were heading. And he was astonished.
Boom, boom.
The beautiful and majestic walls and floors had collapsed, and red-hot fire was consuming everything.
What stands in the center is,
Grumble!
It was a red-haired young man wielding a huge sword, or rather, the flame itself.
“… … Oh, brother?”
Ayla couldn’t believe her eyes.
Why is Cain destroying the castle? Why are the knights struggling to stop him?
“Oppa, why oppa?”
“‘That’ is not Cain… … !”
“What are you talking about… … . “If that isn’t my brother, then who is it?”
Yan didn’t answer. I just gasped and ran down the stairs to the door of the central hall.
“Get out of the way, get out of the way!”
“Get out quickly!”
There were already a lot of people gathered at the door. A fierce fight broke out as they pushed and pulled each other to get out as quickly as possible.
Ayla was horrified when she saw that image.
“Wait, what about your mother?”
Yan’s feet stopped for a moment. Instead of answering Ayla’s question, she
“… … “It’s already too late.”
He mumbled something unintelligible and jumped into the crowd of people.
“Wait a minute, Yen! Mother! “Mother!”
Ayla shouted, tapping Yen on the shoulder.
However, Yen was stubbornly focused on breaking through people. When he finished, he escaped from the castle and ran across the large garden.
“Mother, mother!”
Ayla screamed as she watched the castle moving away.
And the next moment,
Quaaaang!
Parts of the castle were engulfed in flames and collapsed.
“Over there!”
Located at the highest point in the castle, this was where Carlo’s office was located.
“… … Ahhh.”
Ayla groaned as she looked at the burning castle.
The white marble exterior walls and blue round roof, which were the pride of the Sud domain, were destroyed.
Likewise, by the flame of my brother, Cain, who is the pride of Sud territory.
“miss!”
The coachman was waiting for Ayla in the stable, stamping his feet.
“Let’s leave right away!”
Yan crumpled his body into the carriage.
“Hee hee hee!”
With a crack of the driver’s whip, the horses began to run away.
“iced coffee… … .”
Ayla sat back in her chair and hung her head absentmindedly.
Everything that had happened so far felt like a dream. A bad nightmare that I had very occasionally and that made me hastily get out of bed.
But now, no matter how much I pinched my cheek, I couldn’t wake up from the dream.
As I reached the outer castle door leading outside, the nightmare became deeper and more intense.
“Let’s all burn to death together?!”
“The living must live! Open the door quickly!”
“If we keep doing this, we’ll all die!”
People clung to the walls and cried out. There were not only local residents, but also vassals who served the Ardante family.
“Even if you leave, you’ll die!”
“Can’t you see the soldiers camped outside?”
The guards were exhausted from trying to stop them. It was truly a case of chaos.
“laugh… … .”
Ayla shed tears as she looked at the scene.
“Someone, please.”
Everything was so overwhelming.
“Help me… … .”
That was when Ayla fell to the floor as if she had collapsed.
“Everyone be quiet.”
The young man’s beautiful voice captured the air.
Calm, as if extinguishing heat, anger, and despair. On the one hand, it was a voice filled with languid composure.
“Woe, Your Majesty… … .”
Someone muttered as if vomiting blood.
‘Emperor?’
Ayla lifted her head in a daze.
Someone was standing on the castle wall. A black cloak fluttering atop a large, sturdy black horse.
fantasy,
