Chapter 56 - Rescue

When all the knights were crushed, Charles was the only one left. Charles, who had turned pale, stood still, with his body covered in the knights’ blood. It was praiseworthy of him that he did not drop down or faint in this situation. However, when the white wizard’s eyes turned to him after killing all the knights, the boy finally slumped to the floor.

“W, wait! I have nothing to do with these…!”

Charles shrieked, crawling backward. There was no time to say it respectfully.

“It’s all because of you.”

Cutting off Charles like that, Rhema was about to kill him. Then he stopped abruptly and looked down. Azriel, who heard Charles’ voice, looked up and pulled his clothes.

“Rhe, Rhema, wait. Please don’t hurt him.”

Frankly, Azriel was genuinely scared of Rhema right now. The smell of blood reeked. She had no idea that she would see such cold eyes and cruelty from him. She knew that it was for her, but it still was dreadful. No, it was more dreadful since he knew that it was all because of her. However, Rhema said whatever she did, he would take care of her. It did not feel right for her to be scared of him, who made such a promise. So, she held back her fear.

‘Charles is not a bad person. Rhema just doesn’t know it yet,’ thought Azriel.

“Why, Azriel?” Rhema, who was looking down at Azriel steadily, asked.

“He tried to save me,” she answered.

Rhema did not agree with her opinion that much. The boy that he saw through the knight’s memory was certainly going to give up on Azriel. He had no mercy to consider the boy’s circumstances. Nevertheless, instead of killing Charles, Rhema asked again with a still face.

“Other than him, is there anyone else who you want to save here?”

The blood that was splashed on her face flowed down and dripped from her chin. The grey eyes like frozen pieces of iron turned toward her.

‘Oh, it’s the scene that came to my mind suddenly. It was the memory of that time.’

Just like that, the 16-year-old Azriel had an unexpected realization.

On the other hand, the 10-year-old Azriel shook her head. She did not know what kind of event the shaking of her head would lead to. 

The fact that she had no more people that she wanted to save meant that he could kill the rest of the people. Rhema Reshith took it that way. It was a rage that he felt in hundreds of years. Several knights were not enough to resolve that rage. He picked up the girl who was soaked in blood and asked the boy who stood vacantly.

“Where do you want me to send you?”

“…What do you mean where?”

“You’ll die if you stay here, so I’ll send you to wherever you want.”

Charles intuitively felt that he would really die if he stayed there. He hastily answered.

“Please send me to Maronas.”

“Okay.”

Maronas was the nearest city from Pendelok Palaios’ safe haven where Charles originally wanted to go. Rhema nodded and approached Charles. Just before his hand touched him, the boy asked.

“A, are you the Wizard of the Horizon?”

The great wizard with long silver hair, beautiful appearance, and a white robe. The only one who could use powerful magic which became extinct after the ancient magic civilization collapsed. Who he was was obvious. It was a mere question for confirmation. Rhema placed his hand on the blond boy’s head.

“That’s what they call me.”

With Rhema’s final words, the boy’s figure disappeared. Then the scenery that surrounded Rhema and Azriel also changed. Azriel realized that they had returned home.

“Azriel! Azriel! Gosh, what is this blood? Are you hurt?”

“What? She’s hurt? What kind of creep did that?”

A white cat and black cat hurriedly ran toward her and made noise. A yellow dog in a bandage ran out and busily wagged its tail.

“Blanchet… Noir… Largo…”

She was home. Everything was over. Relieved, Azriel burst into tears. When she began crying, the cats roamed around her anxiously. Largo licked her hand as she sagged in Rhema’s arms.

“Stay by her side,” Rhema spoke as he handed in Azriel to the familiar spirits.

Noir’s body suddenly puffed up and turned into a dark brown-skinned man with short black hair. Taking Azriel in his arms, he asked.

“Where are you going? A grown-up human is supposed to stay with a human cub at a time like this!”

“Rhema?” Surprised, Azriel held out her hand from Noir’s arms.

“I’ll be back soon. Don’t worry and take some rest,” lightly holding her hand, he comforted her.

“Hey! Where are you going?!”

Without responding, he suddenly disappeared. That day, Rhema Reshith erased the castle where Ariel was dragged to and even the camp nearby where the rebels were gathered clearly from the map. Tens of thousands of troops were killed helplessly. It did not even take a half day.

The news that all the rebel forces had been annihilated reached Maronas not long after. Crown Prince Charlene Modjankle de Aucandor and those who served him got rid of the few remnants who remained in the capital and returned to the royal palace.

The revolt of Ederick ended just like that helplessly. And before long, the 14-year-old Crown Prince was crowned king.