Dear Eddert - Chapter 72
Chapter 72
Translator: effe
Chaeng!
Cedric deflected Ayla’s sword from her hand, and it fell helplessly to the ground.
“If you have something to say, say it now.”
Ayla, on the brink of death, turned away from Cedric’s wishes to give her a last chance to defend herself. Tears streamed down from her blue eyes.
“….Kill….Peter, Mister Cedric.”
The horrifying words to kill a comrade came trembling from her quivering lips. Cedric twisted his face as he looked at her. He no longer felt the need to hesitate. It was the moment he made up his mind as he raised his sword.
“No…. No!!! Cedric!”
Hyemi screamed as she rushed forward, her face flushed. Walter followed her, constantly fending off the assassins who chased after them. While Cedric hesitated in his attack, Hyemi shouted desperately.
“It wasn’t Ayla who killed me!”
What did she say?
Behind the perplexed Cedric, Peter muttered a curse under his breath.
“Damn it, what are you waiting for….!”
Peter’s eyes gleamed with malice. Just as he was about to thrust his sword at Cedric’s back, Ayla, sensing his attack, shot blue flames from her eyes and pushed Cedric away with tremendous force, blocking his path.
“Instead of telling someone someday that I love them, what if I die for them… will they understand my feelings?”
Fool. What a fool.
“No, Ayla!!!”
Hyemi screamed at the top of her lungs, but it was already too late.
“Hu-ugh….!”
A burst of red blood erupted from Ayla’s chest where Peter’s sword had pierced her. Her golden hair was drenched in the crimson blood.
“….!”
Hyemi, who had been rushing towards them, came to an abrupt halt. Her pupils froze in shock. Cedric, too, had a bewildered face. Peter’s sword was roughly pulled out from Ayla’s chest.
“Hu….heuk…..!”
Covered in blood, Ayla glared at Peter and fell to her knees. She reached out her trembling hand towards her fallen sword on the ground.
“To die without even a chance to confess. That’s a bit too extreme, Ayla.”
“Sometimes, a single action can convey more sincerity than a hundred words, right?”
“Quit with the old man-like talk. You always remind me of Cedric whenever you say that.”
“….Really?”
In the tangled memories, Ayla lowered her golden eyelashes. In her eyes. Her bright smile and blushing cheeks, it was clear that her love for Cedric was sincere.
This is absurd. Why. Why does Ayla, who did nothing wrong, have to die?
“It was Peter, Cedric!!!”
Hyemi shouted in desperation.
Chaeng!
Cedric instinctively deflected Peter’s sword as he lunged at Hyemi. His neatly groomed eyebrows furrowing sharply.
“What did Eden just say?”
“It was Peter who killed me, not Ayla!!!’”
As he turned quickly, Peter hesitated and stepped back.
“This…Damn it.…”
Peter gritted his teeth.
When he heard the news that Eden, who had been left for dead as a lifeless corpse, had came back to life, the person who was most anxious was Peter. He was the one who had killed her. When Cedric had summoned the trainees to the tower, he made an excuse to hide and observe their movements
Peter hadn’t expected Ayla to be mixed up in all this when he sent a messenger to Kaplan after Eden had lost her memory and returned as a completely different person.
Ayla had been attacking him from the beginning, and to make matters worse, Eden’s memories seemed to have returned.
“Is that the truth, Peter?”
Cedric’s voice was as sharp as a blade, and as he looked into Peter’s shaky eyes. He had a gut feeling. Peter spoke as if making excuses.
“…..Rotting away here for the rest of my life isn’t enough….I just didn’t want to die following that idiotic Eden.”
Peter, born the son of a butcher, had been greatly proud when he became a trainee of Sernotti. He quickly realized that such honor was nothing but a facade.
Sernotti was inherently impoverished. No matter how skilled they were with swords, Sernotti knights received no recognition outside of Sernotti itself. Their abilities were concealed rather than displayed. While knights from other noble families gained fame, titles, and land through wars, Sernotti’s knights had to toil in the fields alongside the commoners.
“We’re all….. truly exceptional knights….. It’s such a waste for us to rot away here, Cedric…..”
On a journey that followed Peter’s father, who was going to sell goods. Peter had decided to leave Sernotti, abandoning the family name. Kaplan, who approached Peter with this decision, was the most powerful family in the Empire at the moment.
‘It’s a simple matter to check on Sernotit’s movements.’
The heavy pouch Kaplan handed over was filled with gleaming gold coins.
‘After His Highness Christian ascended to the throne, we’ll gain even more. How is it, are you willing to be loyal to the Empire now?’
Betrayal wasn’t the right term for his actions towards the humble Sernotti, who held onto their old name like a badge of honor. No, it wasn’t betrayal.
More shocking than the fact that the presumed-dead princess was alive was the revelation that the person in question was Eden. Peter couldn’t accept the fact that Eden, who may not have been the sharpest tool in the shed, was directly related to the Emperor.
“So, you killed a comrade and swung a knife behind my back?”
Cedric’s ashen eyes emitted a chilling coldness as Peter struggled to find words.
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