How To Divorce My Husband
00164. Une dette qui doit set payee avec la vie (Yawa debt to be paid
00164. Une dette qui doit etre payee avec la vie (Yawa debt to be paid with life)
“Bring me to the Emperor.”
The commandment was uttered by Killian to those who had been waiting for his presence. After leaving the port and making sure the yacht carrying its twin returned to the waters, it immediately rushed away. The meeting point was not far from the port he had just stopped by. Using a false identity as one of the members of a black organization, Killian can join in various important meetings with special token capital for members of black organizations.
In order to perfect his disguise, Killian also did not hesitate to make a helical tattoo that became the identification of the members. Killian joined three years ago. He even became one of the youngest members who actively participated in closed meetings or gatherings. That was why Killian had almost 80% of the important information about black organizations. Besides being easy to make friends to build relationships, Killian is also smart in managing strategies.
“Sir Killian?”
A middle-aged man greeted Killian's presence with shock.
“Lately Sir Killian has rarely been seen in the society. Are you back on your world tour?”
Killian let out a crisp laugh while shaking her head. “No. There are only a few personal affairs to be resolved.”
When he arrived at the gathering place, apparently there were already many black organization members gathered. Maybe because this gathering point is close to downtown Robelia so it is easy for important people like them—members who come from among nobles and successful businessmen—who can attend the association. The area currently used does include the outer region of Kyen.
“Is Sir Killian going to have a wedding soon? lately you seem to be busy with personal affairs.”
Killian shook his head while taking a sitting position opposite his interlocutor. “Of course not. I still want to be single as long as all my wishes have not been achieved.”
The average core members of the organization are people who are already married. Despite the lack of a female race, the dominant member also has a partner. Only a small percentage of the young members still did not have a partner, one of which was Killian.he was indeed quite familiar with some of the core members, they did not even hesitate to introduce their daughter to Killian. Although not a noble, Killian joined the black organization as a wealthy merchant who is famous for having assets and wealth everywhere.
Working with Killian is also considered promising in various ways. That's why it's so respected, even if it's so young.
“Where is the Emperor?”
“He has not arrived,” replied a man who has been busy with his cigar since. Enjoying opium that is clearly prohibited from being used carelessly. “I heard the Emperor's daughter has been demoted from her position as concubine. You guys know that?”
“I also received the same information from my accomplices who worked in the palace. The Emperor's daughter was rumored to be very ill, then suddenly made the king of Robelia injured. Isn't that an advantage for us too?”
“Hm. The kingdom's defense is still not very stable. What else is the condition of the government led by the mad young king of the woman.”
“Crazy women? I heard the king is not interested in any woman other than the former queen, Miss Kayena. The women were just a tool to build relationships and a new foundation for the king of Robelia, after losing his US card.”
Killian secretly enjoyed the small talk of the black organization's accomplices. Apparently the information about Katarina had reached their ears. Even the plans about the wedding of king Robelia also got to them. The feet of black organization leaders were indeed numerous and scattered everywhere. So do not be surprised if the turnover of information can quickly get to the black organization.
“There is emergency news. Has the Emperor not arrived yet?”
A man with visual British—golden blonde hair and blue eyeballs—and seeing his typical speech, suddenly entered the room with a facial expression filled with anxiety.
“What's up?”
“There's just a pigeon post coming from the capital city. Half of our members scattered in the palace have been arrested and put in jail.”
“How can it?”
The middle-aged man who had welcomed Killian's presence and the cool man enjoying the cigars were both taken aback by the information. Except Killian. How would he be surprised, if the reason behind the incident was him. Not until thirty minutes lasted, the information was enough to make the members of the black organization that was gathering scared.
Their leader came shortly afterwards. Room conditions that were not conducive, gradually conducive—more precisely forced conducive. The closed-door meeting was then opened with the delivery of any information that had occurred, including about the identity of members of the organization that had been known. Many black members were arrested. Apparently the king of Robelia also moved very quickly after winning the members of the organization in the palace, he bergas send invitation letters to several nobles whose names are in the list of Killian giving.
The members of the organization are of course ketar-ketir. Their identities as traitor allies are beginning to be revealed. This is of course very dangerous, because black organizations have not had time to win anything and have not realized their main goal; seize the throne of the kingdom of Robelia so that the leadership is replaced by their emperor who is considered an idealism.
“You're coming, young man?”
Killian who was playing his right sword looked surprised by the question that suddenly came from the emperor. The man who is no longer young comes in a harness that indicates that he is always ready to face war.
“It so happens that I have returned from the trip,” replied Killian while sheathing back her right sword. He had left both his legendary sharp objects during the meeting.
“So you have absolutely no idea what big problem is going on with the organization?”
Killian turned his head in order to be able to look at his interlocutor directly. “I have heard enough and understood the current condition of the organization.”
“There's a weird.” Instead of continuing to urge Killian, the man made another statement. “I feel there is a traitor among a group of humans whom I have been using.”
Killian of course understood the meaning of Klautviz de Mere's words. The man was suspecting one of his accomplices or even his own members. He was a meticulous person and it was easy for him to notice the presence of rats among the members of the black organization. For the mice that have been known to exist, then they will be killed in a very tragic way.
“Your input is usually good, young man. What if now you use that instinct to help me?”
“I am very honored if I can help you,” replied Killian while bowing respectfully. He just happens to be living alone in the room. “Will but I myself am less sure of the ability I have,” he continued while scratching the back of the head.
The simple gesture apparently allowed Klautviz de Mere to see a sign adorning Killian's wrist.
“What is it?”
Killian frowned at the question without any clear information.
“Tag on your hand.”
“Ah, this,” says Killian while showing her wrist. “Semicolon. I made it a few years ago as a reminder.”
Killian nodded. “Consider every time I want to give up and quit. If see this sign, then I will try to rise again.”
“…”
“I also just gave the same sign to my sister.”
“Semicolon?”
Again, Killian nodded lightly. “More precisely butterfly semicolon. A sign that will be a reminder to stop when about to hurt yourself or even intend to end life.”
Klautviz de Mere looked surprised to hear the words of his interlocutors. “What burden makes young people like you want to end their lives?”
Hearing that question, the lightning in Killian's bead instantly changed. There was a faint darkness emerging to the surface. Semicolon “cont; nue” in authorship is a punctuation mark used to indicate that a sentence may end, but the author does not end it. This semicolon image is considered a symbol of hope for people who have mental health problems and choose to struggle, rather than end their lives.
The semicolon butterfly is a symbol of a new beginning filled with hope, having gone through difficult times such as the attempt to end life.
For a stone-hearted man like Klautviz de Mere, he knows how important it is to have new hope after repeatedly trying to end a life. He only lives as a sinful man who never thinks about the consequences of his actions.
“The burden and hurt of one's selfish nature that brings us to the world.”
“Your parents?”
“More precisely the man who has made our Mother suffer. The man doesn't even know if his selfishness has killed our Mother.”
Klautviz de Mere was shocked to hear it. “I'm so sorry for your mother. Then now where's that dog*n guy?”
When asked that question, Klautviz de Mere never thought negatively. However, the answer, which Killian later gave, made him freeze. He who has known the figure of Killian with a different identity immediately feels foreign to his figure
“There is near me.”
“You mean?”
“That dog*n man is you,” added Killian with a dark eye that was drawing straight towards Klautviz de Mere. “You don't recognize me? The boy who was five years old when he escaped from his own father's grip?”
Klautviz de Mere was of course surprised by the explosion of that fact. He lost track of his son when he was 5 years old. The boy she had taken and separated from her birth mother since the baby suddenly disappeared. There was one member of the black organization who had seen his son around the ship loading and unloading goods that would sail to the country across Southwest Robelia. However, when searched for a land across Southwest Robelia, he found no trace of it at all.
In the past, his son was very thin and always looked lifeless. Highlight his eyes were empty and filled with hatred for the size of a 5-year-old. His son had lived in a brothel for half a year, because the black organization's secret headquarters was centered on the entertainment venue. Klautviz de Mere also never specifically paid attention to the growth and nutritional intake of his little son. He is just simple-minded— as long as he is still breathing and moving actively, it means he is still alive and healthy.
The five years of childhood that Killian spent under her father's care, Killian's life was no better than Katarina's life in the manor of Grand Duke Pexley. Little Killian even once suffered from hunger pangs because the nutritional intake for him was not considered well. Fortunately Killian has explored the travel—time— time many times. So, a little bit of him had learned from his previous life. At the age of 5, little Killian decided to run away and became a stowaway on a ship that was about to sail to a land across Southwest Robelia.
“You ... Charteris?”
“I Killian.” Killian replied in an emotionless tone of voice. “Charteris is the name of a child who died years ago.”
“I'm not wrong. You are Charteris, my son.” Klautviz de Mere said as he eroded the distance between them. However, Killian quickly retreated and drew out one of his swords.
“I am only the son of the late Karla Kannelite who was raised by the husband and wife Count Cardinal. You have never been in my life, so has the life of Katarina.”
Klautviz de Mere's face immediately hardened when he heard Katarina's name was also brought up. “Know what you are? After you left to escape, your bad brother* it was always I noticed the growth and development.”
“Yes, that's because you want to use it as a pawn.”
“What's really why? She has potential like your Mother, being a cheap woman to meet her needs.”
“Jaga talk!” killian exclaimed with fury burning. Nevertheless, he was still heartened to suppress it deeply. “Our mother is a good woman before meeting a dog*n guy like you.”
“Little boys like you won't know anything.”
“And ordinary people like you also never understand how ruined the lives of children you use as tools.”
Klautviz de Mere let out a laugh as he drew a sword from the statue of the warrior in armor. “So your arrival today is to advise this Father of yours? or to deliver your useless life?”
Killian pulled out his other sword. The left sword he had specially prepared. “I came to end your crime,” Killian said later. He was ready with both swords in hand. Without fear, he will face the man who is the mastermind of all forms of evil. “I won't stop until one of us dies.”
“Good.” Klautviz de Mere took it lightly. “Try showing this to your father, the ability you have so that you feel so arrogant.”
Killian swung the sword with his gaze fixed on his calm-looking Klautviz de Mere—his father with the sword in hand. Before coming and doing this action—the suicide—ia had prepared everything, including learning all the opponent's martial techniques from the memories in her previous life that she had successfully dug up.
“On behalf of the three women I love and innocent people whose lives ended in the hands of this dog*n, I will risk the remaining good luck,” Killian said in her heart, before the deadly duel between father and son begins.
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