“No, even if we head to the Aimas Union, we won’t be able to find Latio after all. And besides, this time, just finding Latio won’t end things.”
“What does that mean?”
Kalian made a frown. Standing on the same spot, Roan turned around to look at every direction.
A short word escaped his lips as his face turned rigid.
“It is already installed throughout the continent.”
A low voice filled the area.
‘The fact that it was in the Blackburn area would mean that most of the work had already proceeded.’
Going through the memories of Tempestas, it was safe to say that it was the most certain assumption.
“We must break all that, but before that…”
Roan stopped turning around and standing still, he stared directly at Kalian. His deeply sunk eyes reflected light.
“I must meet the pope.”
“I don’t know if it’s okay for us to leave like this without a word.”
“They cared greatly for us…”
“Is there a reason you’re leaving the Amaranth Kingdom back to the Aimas Union?”
The people wearing brown attires heaved out sighs with worried expressions. Their gaze gathered towards one place, at the youth that was leading the group from the front. Despite the baggy brown clothes he was wearing, he appeared very feeble and his white skin was eye-catching. Turning his head, the youth faced several people with a warm smile hanging on his lips.
“You are all very worried.”
His deep eyes flickered in light. The youth that was glancing over the group of people with a kind expression was none other than Latio.
“The reason why I’m leaving the Amaranth Kingdom that gives rest to my body back to the Aimas Union is because my heart is uncomfortable.”
The people asked back with surprised expressions in response.
“You felt uncomfortable?”
“Did the Amaranth Kingdom side do something?”
“We didn’t feel anything though.”
Urgent words left and Latio waved his hands with a bright smile.
“That’s not what I mean. I wasn’t uncomfortable because of the treatment from the Amaranth Kingdom but…”
His gaze pointed towards the east.
“Thinking back on the believers that had been left behind in the Aimas Kingdom made my heart ache of sorrow.”
In that instant, many of them let out low murmurs before soon lowering their heads in depression. In the Aimas Union, there were a lot of believers of the Tallian Church. However, they had to avoid the strict investigations and eyes of the Devesis Church and their believers as they survived day by day while hiding themselves.
“The brothers in Aimas are under intense hardships even now. Keeping their faith and to keep their faith, they are living whilst standing on the edge of a cliff.”
His voice turned heated in emotion as he wiped his eyes with his long sleeves. He appeared to be wiping away his tears.
“Thinking of those believers, I couldn’t live with only me being at rest.”
The people bowed with moved expressions but it was then.
“But even then, wouldn’t it have been better to talk to the Amaranth Kingdom at least? They helped us quite a lot and…”
One of the men opened their mouth carefully and Latio responded with a nod and a faint smile.
“Of course, those are natural manners considering that we were the helped ones. However, I couldn’t bring myself to doing that.”
A regretful look appeared in his eyes.
“If we said we were going to leave, they wouldn’t have just let us go empty handed. They would’ve tried to give us perhaps a Lebbis carriage or at least a few magic carriages.”
Latio shook his head.
“I couldn’t receive such hospitality yet again.”
The men let out mutters and Latio faced a warm smile towards them.
“I have sent a separate letter so please don’t keep that in mind.”
“We just follow the will of Sir Archbishop.”
They lowered their heads once again but the believer that had been worried about the Amaranth Kingdom did not have a good expression to the end. Latio still faced a kind smile at him, but,
‘That rotten bastard.”
His innards were black and cold.
‘The moment we go back to Aimas, you’ll become a sacrifice straight away, hmph.’
Profanities filled him up to his throat.
This was his real self. Despite that, he still kept an amiable expression outwardly as he faced towards the east and the feet that had come to a stop started moving again. That scene made the onlookers think of a holy man leaving on a journey filled with holiness and dignity.
However, the eyes of Latio who had his back towards the people were vicious like a snake and cold light was reflected from deep within.
‘Damn. Nothing’s going the way I want them to.’
He wanted to grab anyone and pull their heads out. That was how angry he was.
‘Roan who should’ve been having trouble as a lowly spearman is undefeated; the Tempestas I stole is a fake…’
Latio clenched his teeth.
‘Even dozens of assassins of the Black Moon Guild running in at once couldn’t kill him. If I was to attack now, I might lose my life for it.’
He decided to fall back once.
‘Firstly, while looking for the real Tempestas, the rituals of the altars must proceed. To do that…’
A cruel light filled his eyes.
‘I need a lot of blood.’
On Latio’s lips, a brutal smile hung itself. It wasn’t that difficult to find lots of blood.
‘I need a war, no…’
His smile deepened.
Turning his eyes, they pointed towards the east.
‘There’s a fitting place.’
A beautiful village appeared inside his head.
‘I was planning on using it later on but since the situation calls for it, there’s no other way around it.’
His expression changed slightly. It was a complicated expression that was jumbled up with excitement, joy, and rage.
‘Now, should I begin for real?’
It wasn’t a question seeking for an answer as the answer had already been made. Like that, Latio’s ‘second life’ and Roan’s third life started to get tangled up.
<The Past (6)> End.