Chapter 162 – Division (2)

The castle gates were tightly closed, but it meant nothing to Fabian. As Fabian put his feet up in the dark hallway, he thought of the tragedy that befell him from the East.

In the eastern city of Ithaca, the news came that Hero Wolf’s relatives had been executed for corruption. The arrest process was carried out quickly without being reported to the capital, and the family members who were drunk with hallucinogens at the time were hanged without proper resistance or defense.

At the execution site, cheers of joy, tomatoes, and rotten eggs flew around. With a solemn face, the executioner opened the ledgers of their corruption and burned the debt papers they had forcibly made.

Fabian knew how much Wolf cared for his family. And he was well aware that Wolf’s family didn’t really care for him, and that he took the glory and wealth he bestowed on him for granted. Alexander and Mobius knew that, but Wolfman didn’t.

It wasn’t that no one had told Wolf. For Wolf, whenever Morbius or Alexander brought up a story about his family, he was adamant that he couldn’t continue the story.

Wolf, who hears all the news in the world, is deaf to the denials of his family.

Fabian felt that today was the time to sever Wolf’s love for his family. Because the North is rough and far. If you look at attracting soldiers in Alexander’s way, the North will perish.

Fabian was thinking of going to the North alone with Wolf. The four of them were the party that defeated the demon king. There was no way the two of them could not defeat a big imp. Fabian believed that if he explained the details to Wolf once again, he would follow him to the north.

Wolf was a hero anyway. He defeated the demon lord and was a great fighter to fend off demonic attacks coming to the kingdom in the future. Fabian believed in Wolf.

Fabian searched every nook and cranny of the castle in search of Wolf. He eavesdropped on the servants living in the castle and was able to obtain information that Wolf was now alone in a room at the far end of the castle. Fabian adjusted his clothes and leaned down. In the shadows, he ran towards Wolf.

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Wolf was in the dark room with the photo. Bottles of wine did not occupy the seats next to Wolf. The room was filled with the smell of alcohol and a gloomy aura as it rolled across the floor and spewed out the contents.

“Wolf.”

Fabian called out Wolf’s name. Even when he heard Fabian’s voice, Wolf didn’t raise his head. He said.

“Fabian. My family members are dead They were all good guys. He was the guy I used to hang out with in the back alleys.”

Wolf was caressing the photo in his hand. The photo had something like tear marks on it, and the light was faded because it was old. Fabian moved closer to check the photo.

It was a picture Wolf had taken when he entered the academy. A very bad-looking man was standing next to Wolf, dressed in skimpy clothes. Seeing him boasting about his lack of culture, Fabian felt unfavorable. Wolf continued talking, as if not noticing Fabian’s face hardened.

“This guy is a really good guy. He even overwrote the fact that I hit people, and he even paid for my academy after I became a knight. This guy wasn’t a bad person to die like this.”

Fabian knew everything about the man Wolf’s crime. This man, whom Wolf said was a good guy, ran an illegal usury in eastern Ithaca. He tricked people in need of money into paying ridiculously high interest rates, and sold those who couldn’t pay into slavery.

He once ran a fraudulent gambling group around the farmhouse to put the farmhouse in his hands, and there was a record of killing someone who tried to accuse them of not being able to pay back. He also made a fortune through illegal smuggling, which he did not pay taxes on.

It was the worst human figure for Fabian. Fabian was even willing to kill him for free if anyone put in a request to kill this man.

However, because he was from a warrior’s family, he hadn’t been touched until now. Fabian was torn between his hatred for humanity and his friendship with Wolf, and instead answered with silence. Wolf, not expecting Fabian’s answer, nodded and continued his words.

“By the way, you killed a friend like that. These guys.”

Wolf threw the photo at Fabian. Fabian picked up all the fluttering photos and checked them with his own eyes. A man with a bowler hat and thick lips was looking at Fabian. Fabian knew this man. Contrary to his rugged appearance, he was a rich man with a good external reputation, such as supporting child welfare policies and supporting farmers due to disasters.

Wolf looked at the faces of others. There was a portrait of Mrs. Charlotte from the Charlotte Law Office. Many faces of politicians leading Eastern Ithaca were seen. And, there was a picture of a red-haired woman and a dark-skinned woman he met in the North. Said Wolf.

“These two women must be killed. Because those two women said they brought evidence from the North. They say you are the one who framed my family.”

Fabian had a headache. Killing all these people, I had no idea what would happen to Eastern Ithaca. Wolf said to kill the giants, like killing ants, that the entire East Coast would fall into chaos if one person disappeared.

He seemed to have no thoughts about anything but the thought of getting revenge on those who killed his family.

“Wolf. I can’t kill all these people. The whole east side will turn against us.”

Wolff’s eyes lit up at Fabian’s words. Facing his piercing gaze, Fabian drew in his breath. He hadn’t trained in quite a while, but his fighting spirit was still there.

“You have to set an example by killing them now. If I don’t kill now, who will die next? You cannot feel authority and power unless you show it directly, and the more you hide it, the smaller it gets. Fabian. Kill them all Kill all the nobles and the rich. And those two women must be killed and decapitated. I’m planning to offer it to my family’s altar.”

“I can’t.”

Fabian flatly refused. It wasn’t just because the two women were Evan’s wives. Right now, he had to go to the North, not East Ithaca. He’s not killing those who fought injustice, but rather the demons that are stomping on his hometown.

Wolf looked at Fabian while grinding his teeth. He said in an earnest tone. His eyes were shaking, and the corners of his mouth were twisted.

“Fabian. Listen to me You have to kill them all. Otherwise, my family will die again. Everywhere, they’ll find fault with me trying to kill my family. After killing each one of them like that, the next one will target us. Uh? I do not know what I mean? This is for us.”

“Wolf. We have to go north We have to kill that giant imp in the north. You’re a warrior uh? It’s really sad about family matters, but now is not the time for us to dwell on these things.”

Wolf sat down again and said.

“Imp, Alexander will take care of it. He says he’s organizing an army unit again. We just have to go east and kill them in the meantime.”

“Wolf. It can’t be. We are warriors you’re a warrior When I decided to be with you, I didn’t ask for this. Wolf. I thought you were really a warrior. I do not know what I mean? Ever since you saved me from being a slave, you’ve been a hero.”

“…From the time I saved you, you believed in me and decided to follow me? Am I a warrior?”

“…Okay.”

Fabian nodded his head. Looking into Fabian’s eyes, Wolf spoke with great force, word by word.

“Then. Listen to me Go right now, and get the heads of those detestable bitches and crazy nobles. Right now!”

Wolf screamed and the bottle rolled over. Fabian’s hair was blowing in the wind. Fabian faced Wolf with a hard face.

He had sworn to live as a warrior’s shadow.

I always wanted to be a bright star. I believed that even a small star adorning the moon would be able to shine a warm light on someone living in the world.

Even if he was a little greedy, he believed that there would be a saint in Alexander’s heart.

He believed he could count on Morbius when times were tough.

I believed that someday Wolf would be able to rise again as a hero.

He believed that if he helped Wolf a little, he would surely wake up.

But everything was an illusion. There was nothing he was shining on.

Become the starlight that crosses the wilderness, what is the meaning of shining alone?

If there is no one who cannot see the light, the light is meaningless.

“Fabian. I’ll say it again. Kill these guys right now Alexander will take care of the northern affairs.”

Someone else’s work.

After all, isn’t it someone else’s business? Isn’t it only power and money that matter to Wolf and Alexander? There were no warriors here. The moon and stars he thought were not here. There was only shining gold and jewels.

“Wolf.”

Fabian laughed. He laughed and shook his head.

“Wolf.”

He laughed and called out Wolf’s name once more. Wolf couldn’t understand Fabian’s eccentricity. He remembered that his hometown was in the North, but the hero steadfastly spoke to Fabian.

“Fabian. Kill these bastards!”

And the wind blew. The hem of his clothes fluttered in the strong wind, blocking Wolf’s vision. Fabian disappeared before he knew it, and only Wolf was left in the room.

The bottle rolled towards the lonely Wolf’s feet.