Cui looked confused. Shirley, Leonardo, and the others also looked at each other in confusion.
Reagan clasped his hands together, as if praying his speculation would not be true. He raised his hands to his mouth, hiding his expression, and finally nodded.
"I believe that regardless of whether Ross Byrne is capable of handling the situation or not, he shouldn't be allowed to encounter the subjugation team."
Of course, it would be best if we could meet up with Miledy and the others without any problems along the way.
However, that's not what he meant.
Reagan was referring to other reasons—and everyone present could see it.
"Mr. Reagan, you believe that if the expeditionary force were to contact Rouse Byrne within the town, they might be able to secretly take him away without conflict, correct?"
"That's right. And if the truth is as I suspect... it would be too cruel for him."
Leonardo's eyes sharpened upon hearing this. He didn't question the opinion of the most senior man among the Liberators. The same was true for the others.
Only Cui remained bewildered. After all, she was the one taking the greatest risk. She couldn't accept it, and even had a sliver of suspicion that Reagan was just trying to trick her with some flirtatious rhetoric.
"Excuse me, is there any basis for what you said?"
"No. Like I said, it was just my imagination."
Before Cui could open her mouth to refute, Reagan said, "But—"
"I believe in God."
"Eh? What?"
Cui looked even more confused. Reagan first gave her a wry smile, then, with a teasing, slightly hateful attitude and a look of conviction, he continued:
"I only believe in His cruelty."
Then, Reagan elaborated on his worrying assumptions. Cui's expression became even more disgusted.
Later, she will experience it firsthand.
Reagan was absolutely right.
God's cruelty will never disappoint expectations.
"Lord Rouse, Lord Rouse."
The feeling of his shoulders being shaken by external force gradually made Ross regain consciousness, as if he was crawling out of a deep swamp.
"Hmm, are we there yet?"
"It's almost there."
Ryan Hyde replied, taking his luggage from the luggage rack. Ross felt something pressing against his legs, and when he turned to look, he saw Sharon lying there, soundly sleeping.
"When the train first started, the young master was excited for a long time."
"Besides, he must be exhausted these past few days."
"After all, it's a moving train. Master, you should feel a little relieved."
“…It’s amazing how resilient he is.”
"Indeed. As expected of your son, Lord Royce."
Ross chuckled and whispered, "Of course." He stroked Sharon's hair. He hadn't had time to comb or clean it in the past few days, so it wasn't as smooth as usual.
"Will the liberators come to contact us?"
"It's hard to say. They're on the side of the people, so they might not dare to approach us even if they find us."
"So we really have to wait until we leave Entris?"
"That's quite possible. However, within Entris, you can travel by train, which saves a lot of energy."
"That's true... But the road ahead is much longer."
At this time, the scenery outside the car window changed.
Although this is a commercial city, when the train was halfway there, the scenery outside was still mainly barren mountains and wilderness; however, it now seemed to be entering a medium-sized town.
The scenery that follows will probably have more and more of a metropolitan feel.
Ryan Hyde looked at the scenery outside the window, made up his mind, and looked at Ross with a firm gaze.
"Lord Rouse. If we have to fight the pursuers, please let me lead the charge if the situation allows."
"The pursuers were sent to counter my full strength, and they are definitely not ordinary people."
"I understand that. But, Lord Royce."
Ryanhead's tone was unexpectedly serious, leaving Laws speechless for a moment.
"I'm just an ordinary man. Yet, you promoted me."
Back then, I'd written to my family back home in the countryside, telling them I'd become the exclusive guardian knight of the renowned Byrne family. My mother's handwriting was damp and smudged, while my father's was even more shaky than usual.
"We are proud of you." Just with this simple sentence, I can clearly feel how deep the feelings of my parents were when they wrote back to me.
In the reply letter, there were also words of praise and encouragement from fellow villagers.
At that time, Ryan Hyde thought to himself that there would never be a moment in his life that would make him prouder than this day.
However, he was wrong.
It turned out that he was just lucky. He knew that he had not accomplished anything great and was not a big shot.
Why should I feel proud when I have accomplished nothing?
"Now is definitely the time for me to be tested. This will determine whether I can become a knight I am proud of."
It's not about making someone proud of you. It's about something higher.
"As a guard knight, I let my master save his life, causing him to exhaust his strength and become weak. This is me now. In this case, I must fulfill my duty from now on."
"Ryan Hyde..."
"Please stop protecting me."
The first one to step forward to fight should be myself.
Even if injured or dying, he must never let his master use any of his magic power for him.
I just hope that Rouse Byrne can use everything he has left to save his own life and protect his family.
As Ryan Hyde said this, his hand caressed the sword on his leg, whether intentionally or unintentionally.
The rough, plain scabbard, while housing a sword with a magnificent hilt, seemed quite out of place. It was the "Holy Sword" that only the brave were allowed to wield. Roth glanced at the sword and said:
"You're not going to overestimate your abilities, are you?"
"To be honest, the Light Guard Knights' leader's teachings with the spear made me realize clearly that I didn't have that kind of strength. That experience has left a lasting impression on me."
After saying this, Ryan Hyde smiled bitterly.
Ross shook his head and thought, "What's there to be ashamed of?" It was such a shame that this young man was his subordinate.
The loyal knight, willing to sacrifice his own life to become the sword of his master, has already fully demonstrated his noble determination to live up to the name of guardian.
"Okay, I promise. If the situation allows, I'll leave it to you."
"Thank you so much. I—"
"but."
Having gained Ross's trust, Ryanhead's face showed joy. However, Ross immediately followed up with a warning:
"I won't let you give up on survival. Don't forget that you are the Chosen One. Legend has it that you were chosen from among thousands of knights. You must never forget this fact, and what it represents."
"That... is as you command."
This time, it was Ryanhead's turn to gasp. A look of uncertainty crossed his face, and he gazed down at the sword he considered his partner, his hand resting on it.
The Holy Sword—it is one of the Seven Sacred Weapons, a treasure kept by the Church. It is considered the origin of the weapon and can be said to be a symbol of legend.
Among the holy weapons, the Holy Sword is the only one said to possess a great will. It is said that its wielder always appears at the turning point of time.
Some of them made a difference, while others died without changing anything.
However, all wielders of the holy sword—the "heroes," at least in the parts confirmed in legend—cannot live a peaceful and stable life and are inevitably caught up in the turbulent waves of the times.
It's as if the holy sword itself will lead the user towards the storm.
Royce thought, maybe—
The reason why he discovered this seemingly ordinary young man, hired him into the Byrne family, and on that day, knowing that it would make the whole world an enemy, he still let him follow him to the church, all of this might be the result of the arrangement of a huge force... Maybe it was fate.
Thinking of this, Ross felt that such an idea was too idealistic and couldn't help but laugh at himself.
He continued to look at the serious young man before him. He seemed lost in thought. Perhaps the words he had just spoken had put too much pressure on him. To lighten the mood, Royce raised the corner of his mouth playfully.
"Also, don't forget one thing—excessive modesty is tantamount to ridicule."
"what?"
"No matter in the past or the future, there has never been such a thing as an ordinary lowly knight defeating the leader of the Knights of the Guardian of Light. How can you be called ordinary?"
"B-But, that would have been a loss for both sides... No, in the end, it was only because of your help that we were able to escape. You can't say I defeated the captain!"
"You pierced his heart."
"That's true, but... seriously, how could he still stand after being so badly injured? I still can't believe it."
Could it be that all the leaders of the Three Lights Knights possess such abilities? Ryan Hyde wondered, staring at Ross's chest in confusion.
"But let me be clear, if I were stabbed through the heart, I would die just the same."
"I-I think so."
"Yes. However, if I can preserve my life in spirit form first and repair my physical body during that time, I can be resurrected."
"You won't die after all!"
"Anyway, Darion probably has something else up his sleeve."
"At that time, I was certain he was truly dead, but... I still feel like we might face each other again in the future. Am I the only one who feels that way?"
Lionhead recalled the situation at that time. After knocking down Darion, the Holy Spear flew away on its own.
Hearing him speak of such a foreboding feeling with fear, Laws seemed to share the same sentiment.
Although after the battle, Ross checked the remains and confirmed that no soul remained, but... he quietly looked away, and this action said it all.
"Am I really capable of being a vanguard? No, I shouldn't shrink back! I have to work hard! Come on! I can do it!"
Ryan Hyde encouraged himself quietly.
At this moment──
“—Hmm.”
Sharon's eyes suddenly widened and he jumped up.
Rouse and Ryan Hyde had originally planned to let him sleep as much as possible and wake him up when they got off the bus. Seeing him jump up so suddenly, both of them opened their eyes wide in surprise.
"Sharon, what's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"
"Uh, ah, father... no, it's not like that..."
Sharon stammered in response and looked around nervously.
"Master Sharon?"
"Uh... I don't know why, but I feel a strong agitation deep in my chest... I have a very bad feeling."
"Bad feeling, huh?"
"Yeah, and it's getting stronger and stronger..."
Rouse and Ryanhead glanced at each other.
Ryanhead immediately became alert, stood up slightly from his chair, and looked around the car quietly.
"Sharon, have you ever felt the same way before?"
"Uh, no, not really. This is my first time...ah, but—"
Sharon seemed to have thought of something and clutched his chest tightly, as if trying hard to grasp a clue from the vague memories in his mind.
"Ever since I joined Palantino, I've been able to sense it often when I'm out running errands... or should I say, see it...?"
"Hmm? What do you see?"
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