Chapter 87

Chapter 87

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Chapter 87

"I came this far following the Commander's order to find our missing team member. And I am on the verge of fulfilling that order. It's my duty as the assistant to the Commander of the Cavalry. But what about you?"

"..."

"You couldn't protect your subordinate, you put your own life in danger, and you can't even judge the situation correctly, blinded by personal rage, charging at me without thinking again. Is that your role? You claim to be a noble, yet you can't think beyond that? Is it more important to knock me down than considering what is more crucial at this point, or what to do next? What's the use of your head?"

"What... what......?"

Kiolle's eyes and lips were trembling.

"Whether a noble or a commoner, death is the end for both. Stab either, and the same red blood comes out. How significant do you think lineage is here?"

"You..."

Finally, as if Kiolle understood something, he swallowed his words and closed his mouth.

"So, you had no intention of saving me. So... that's why you left me till the end... to take revenge on me..."

'What would I gain by taking revenge on you.'

However, his frightened look wasn't bad. Yuder didn't bother to correct his misunderstanding and opened his cold mouth, keeping his eyes straight.

"Convince me why I should save you. If you fail to do so, you'll die here, Kiolle."

"Me? Convince? You?"

Kiolle, with wide-open eyes, asked back with a dumbfounded face.

"Yes."

"So, you won't kill me? Really?"

"If you can convince me properly."

"Ha...... Haha."

Perhaps it was a joke. His eyes, implying such a meaning, stared at Yuder. But as time passed and he saw Yuder patiently waiting, his expression slowly distorted.

'He must have never had to contemplate whether to live or die until now.'

He must not be so stupid as to prefer dying rather than trying to persuade Yuder in this situation. At least, Yuder wanted to believe that.

Yuder keenly observed Kiolle's changing expressions, which were interestingly diverse. Doubt and confusion, a sliver of hope, and the stubborn pride named self-esteem struggling within, anger and pain, and... all of these gradually crumbling, leaving behind only one emotion.

"...If you let me out of here, then, yes. My father... will reward you."

At last, the first words Kiolle managed to say were just as Yuder expected.

"Rejected."

"Why?"

As soon as Yuder shook his head, Kiolle shouted in anger with a flushed face.

"Why? Because it's unnecessary. Next."

"Unnecessary? This is the Diarca Family! We're talking about the reward of Diarca! Commoners like you die for money! What else do you need? Treasure? Would jewelry do? Or maybe a sword? Do you want a fine horse?"

"Really, will he?"

At the soft question, Kiolle's face contorted.

"No one knows you're missing right now. The knights who came with you for the training aren't even looking for you, so how would your father know? There's plenty of time for these guys here to kill you and bury your body."

"What..."

"There will be no change even if you die, Kiolle. The death of a non-heir during a training accident wouldn't be surprising. Even if the perpetrator is revealed, the noble families won't feud over it. It's just that simple."

‘You are, simply that insignificant.’

"Ah..."

At the cold declaration, Kiolle's ragged breathing stopped completely. Even if he was foolish, he was a member of a noble family, and he would've realized that Yuder's words were accurate. The words were true, so he couldn't argue against them.

It seemed like he finally grasped the reality before his eyes, unable to express his anger. Yuder looked at Kiolle's face, sensing that he had finally made a dent in his stubborn obstinacy.

"Well, if you want to die, I won't stop you. Is our conversation over?"

"..."

"Alright. It seems there's nothing more to say..."

"...Wait, wait."

Kiolle urgently called Yuder.

"I, get it. You're, you're stronger than me. I admit... I'll admit it. I'll, I'll apologize too."

Yuder, who was about to turn away, stopped his movement. To hold onto him, Kiolle struggled with all his might, trying to lift his head.

"If calling you a commoner made you angry, I take it back. If you let me out of here... I promise I'll never challenge you to a duel again. If you ask me to, I'll do anything I can!"

His bound hands gripped Yuder's robe tightly.

"So please, save me. I don't want to die here..."

Finally, the answer he wanted had come out.

Yet, Yuder didn't show his satisfaction on his face and instead slowly bent down to sit.

"You'll do anything?"

"Yes, anything."

"Even if I ask you to betray your family and the Imperial Knight?"

"..."

At that moment, Kiolle's eyes froze over.

'Well, well, he's scared. Truly a child.'

Yuder looked down at him and shook his head.

"Of course, I don't have that intention. You're not competent enough for such a task."

"You, you bastard... You're making a fool of me...!"

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