Lady Devil - Chapter 177

177.

‘That child’ cries.

Around that time, the inner courtyard of the fortress was still hazy. The wind of late summer rides on the ashen dawn. The end of the procession had just crossed the drawbridge. They will return in a few days, heading towards the royal capital at full speed. Everyone thought war was imminent.

Given the timing, the atmosphere pervading the fortress lately seemed ready to draw swords at even a single flying spark. Amidst such a tense atmosphere, Johannes stood behind the duke, treading on his shadow.

His gaze, seemingly fixed straight ahead watching the distant envoy, was strangely unfocused like someone staring into empty space. Around his eyes, even an unidentifiable pain was deeply soaked like cold sweat. Perhaps if someone from the household had seen that face of his now, they might have marveled that he had gained such killing intent at his young age. The insensitive expression of a mere boy was so dark and murderous. Even his neatly lowered white hand convulsed spasmodically.

‘That child’ is crying.

“After the war begins, we will surely draw them into a full-scale war.”

Suddenly, the duke’s thick hand was placed on Johannes’ shoulder. No. It was not simply resting. He gripped his eldest son’s shoulder so tightly that a cracking bone sound could be heard. He seemed to pay no heed to his still young son’s soft bones.

And at that moment, a look of shock spread across Johannes’ face as if suddenly attacked. It was not a reaction to the pain in his shoulder. Due to the unexpected contact, his consciousness that had been fixed on a distant place crashed back into his mind, and his entire field of vision wavered. In that moment when he was startled and unable to collect his thoughts.

…Ah.

Without realizing it, he tried to cut the duke’s wrist that had captured his shoulder in two. He did not even recognize that the owner of the wrist he was trying to break was his own father. It was merely an obstacle. A mixture of aimless anxiety and anger seemed to freeze everything inside his chest. Because Inet’s sobs echoing from somewhere high above his head were deafening in his ears like waves.

Finally, the arm muscles under the skin with bristling hair twitched abruptly. It was a tense situation. However.

“The center of the continent is our main goal, so there is nothing more to overcome.”

His eyes met the duke’s. Only then did the duke’s later words reach Johannes’ eardrums through the waves. Father. Reason rapidly returned to Johannes’ pupils.

Endure it.

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