The Antagonist: The World Ends Theory
Chapter 67 - A Sweet Coincidence

"Ehehe... Do you all know that I'm your first weapon?" Ask Clara with a forced smile.

"I'm very useful to you, let alone I have thousands of information regarding Ranunculus. How's it?"

He made good deals on those hundreds of soldiers, rather this was a lucrative offer for Clara. Although he bravely sold himself to Freesia, but at least for now he had to break away from those whose numbers were very burdensome for a Clara.

"You must be lying! That first weapon has already been kidnapped by the Middle region, and they can't possibly just let you off on our return!" Said one of the soldiers.

Clara grunted faintly.

They cast me out brightly, that's good news. The bad news is that the end of my life was beheaded in front of the entire population.

"Why don't you believe me at all! I am not lying, if you still doubt also take me before your King. He will definitely recognize me!" Clara Fishing.

For the sake of being able to enter the palace - because most likely George was held there - Clara sold herself to get more satisfactory results because the success rate could be very high.

The Freesia weapons that their King relied on would definitely be a tool to attack Ranunculus, if all that happened. Then the war will break out as in the novel, although there is a slight difference because Clara should be the cause.

Let's forget about that.

Because it's just a novel plot, which is now in fact the plot has changed even before Clara was thrown here and became an antagonist. I don't know why things can change, Clara doesn't care anymore.

The important thing is Clara can avoid the black ending, Clara does not want to worry about anything else.

Hearing Clara's bold statement, the soldiers begin to be curious about Clara's identity. Plus this girl has a physical that is not much different from a small child kidnapped by the Middle region.

As they discussed whether it was necessary to bring Clara before the King or not. Clara subdued herself, drawing on the ground using the twigs she had picked up earlier.

Although many of the soldiers discussed, the rest faithfully watched over Clara's strange movements. This girl should have taken the chance to escape, right? Why even play ground not kaluan?

Never mind, let it go.

Clara decides to tell Jean where she is if she doesn't come until Clara is taken (that's if the soldiers agree).

Clara drew a house in the middle of which there were freesia flowers. It was clearly to him that it was called the Palace of Freesia. But if from the form, the fool will describe the picture as 'house of flowers'. Because the freesia flower is very ugly and abstract.

In order for Jean to see the image, Clara accidentally sticks her precious sword into the ground.

NAH!

Clara stood up and patted - her claps littered by the ground. Also her dusty dress and robe. He had to do it himself because someone who used to do it was gone.

"Hey Miss."

"Yes?"

"We decided to take you, if you lie your head is the pay."

GLAKES!

Clara swallowed her saliva worriedly, saying that it was not a lie so she should not be afraid of anything. But whatever the power, however if indirectly Freesia is his hometown.

The place where Clara used to 'work' every day.

Well, knowing from novels is sometimes not good either.

Should I read the encyclopedia?

Clara bowed her body slightly, mimicking the pose of paying respect to a noble girl. He also added a sweet smile on his cold face.

"Thank you so much for accepting the offer, I swear I won't lie to you. But if I'm right, then you don't bother me anymore." Threat Clara.

...❀...

And it turns out that they actually brought Clara to the Freesian palace to prove whether she was their first weapon or not.

They're very serious, eh...?

Clara complied as she was led into a room wider than the hallway she had passed just now. Getting closer, he saw there was an authoritative person sitting on the throne.

He is the King of Freesia, no doubt.

BRACKET

Clara was cruelly seated on the floor by the soldiers dragging her. Sounds coming out of Clara's mouth, lucky no one heard it.

"Wait a minute, I think I know you little girl." A low voice echoed in the throne room, making many people become subject to the owner of the voice. Even Clara could feel a great pressure from him.

"Oh. I remember." Connect the King.

Clara became frightened, cold sweat running all over her body. Both of his hands were shaking. It turned out that Clara had underestimated this man who served as King. A dark aura filled the room, had Clara made a King angry?

Clara was forced to recall how King Freesia treated Clara Scoleths. He forces the Clara Scoleths to work day and night killing criminals with the huge guns she currently leaves behind in the woods near the hill.

What if he was treated worse upon his return? It's awful even just to imagine.

"You're the weapon Wayne kidnapped. Hmh! The man who kidnapped my brother." The King grieved angrily as he recalled Frederick back.

Clara's expression became complicated, with wrinkles on her forehead. A weapon that diligently thinks but does not reach - until the brain, it is very sad. Next time Clara should eat more fish.

*Jean isn't here either, I can't ask. Huhu.

"You're back again...? By the time we had a new weapon. Could it be that you escaped from Ranunculus or were expelled by them?" Ask the King of Freesia, Willem Northern.

Actually two - both of them, but the truth is I was expelled first just escaped.

"It doesn't matter now, the important thing is that you're back. Our combat power is getting stronger. Soldier! Take this girl to the palace where she's contemplating. The two of them were the same, there was no need to distinguish the place." Willem's orders were directly carried out by the soldiers.

The same? Will the king put me in the same place as their new Sanjata? Good then! Hehe. everything becomes easier.

The soldiers immediately dragged Clara viciously (again) and took her to the palace where their new weapon should have stayed. This was a profitable coincidence for Clara. It turned out to be this easy to reach his abduction target spot. Clara didn't have to bother making plans to attack Jean for almost half a day. Throw away - waste time.

Because Clara's attitude tends to be calm and even more leads to happiness, the soldiers look at Clara strangely. This weapon should have a cold and unforgiving attitude towards its opponent or enemy.

Did Ranunculus make it a little 'bright'?

It's not important to them.

In his vision, Clara saw a simple silver palace. The carrying of the aura around him was also calm, probably because there were large trees surrounding the palace even though it was leafless. The tree was also covered in snow.

The scenery was calm, but on the other hand it made restless. It feels a little weird.

"I'll stay here from now on?" Ask Clara to the soldiers.

One of them nodded. "You'll probably receive some punishment for killing the head soldier. Of course it will happen after we report it." The soldier stared at Clara sharply.

"Okay, I'll wait." Clara ignored him and immediately entered the silver-colored dominant palace.

"Miss doesn't want to see the room first?"

"No."

"What about dinner?"

"Later on!"

Clara can't wait to meet her target. So he explored the silver palace really - really. Ignoring the calls of the waiters who had served dinner at the dinner table.

Ignore the dinner! Find George, just eat!

GRUK!

In contrast to the determination in his heart, Clara's stomach was no longer able to resist hunger. Because since last night his stomach was filled with nothing but wild fruit that he accidentally found while traveling through the forest.

"But I'm a little uneasy about leaving Jean alone. Though he just mourned the loss of Avrim."

Clara was unaware that her steps were turning to the dining table. Feeling defeated by her determination, Clara immediately took a seat and devoured the side dishes on the table. Because there was a waiter here, Clara decided to ask. Who knew they were gonna leak George's room, right?

"Um... anu.. excuse me, may I ask you something?"

"What is Miss Gun?"

"Ugh.. Just call me Clara."

"Well, is that Miss Clara?"

"Where are the other weapon rooms, you know?"

"Oh that." The waiter nodded - a faint nod. "Miss Clara just needs to walk straight from here and in the second room to the left it's Mr. George's room."

Clara stopped her eating activities, feeling something was awkward.

Eh? That route is...

BAM

Clara stared at the door of the room next to her. Real - in fact, the target room is next to the room reserved for him. Clara was told where her room was, only she was too excited to see George. So he turned around and forgot the room next to him.

What makes Clara even more upset is, apparently this room is the first room she met when counted from the entrance. Suddenly Clara wants to punch anything that is not charged with property damage fines.

Clara held the doorknob and turned it around, maybe this was a lucky day for her. Clara's luck was not over after she got the same palace as her target.

The door leaf could be rotated, it meant that his room was not locked from the inside. Clara pushed the door inside, peeking inside the room from the crack of the door.

"George...?"

TB

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