The Antagonist: The World Ends Theory
Chapter 88 - The Red Thread in the Story

"What are you two doing here? Peeping?"

Clara and Hendrick were surprised by the sound of someone behind them. Hendrick was the first to notice, he looked at the man from top to bottom. She doesn't recognize him, but it seems Clara knows him.

"George, don't surprise me!"

Nah? See how familiar they are now?

Clara smacked George. George himself refused to apologize. After all, they are wrong for peeping at others and snoring their privacy. Remember, this is Agapanthus, not Vinca or Hortensia.

George looked at Hendrick late - late. To be honest, if you recall the jade flops that Clara always used everywhere. He became his own grudge on his giver. Those who receive the gift are relaxed - just relax.

Hendrick, who was stared at by George, raised his eyebrows. Feeling surprised by this newly met person who immediately declared war. Then Hendrick turned to look at Clara who was beside George.

There was no wind or rain, Hendrick's mood worsened, especially after he passed by Raunde just now.

How many of Clara's male acquaintances are there? Just be careful if Hendrick finds there are other men who claim to be close to Clara or forbid her to be familiar with this girl. Since Clara's departure, Hendrick has been a bit of a waste, afraid of something. Apparently what he feared was this, Clara made him a rival.

Hendrick's face twitched in annoyance, today he's already hot-hearted because of the Goat. And Clara again - again. "Clara, who is she?"

Clara looked at Hendrick. He introduced George to Duke Wayne. "Mr Hendrick, this is George. George, it's Duke Wayne."

"George?" Hendrick repeated George's name. What he wanted was not a name, but rather the status of this man with Clara.

"Yes. He's a weapon I cuckold-ups!"

Clara shut her mouth quickly, trying to stop what she wanted to say to Hendrick. He forgot, completely forgot. Hendrick was from Ranunculus, and because of his kidnapping of George, Ranunculus and Freesia was getting no better.

"It turns out so..." Hendrick muttering.

George, he didn't say anything. For the problem of him who is a weapon, George lazy to comment what - what about it. Plus, George is still gagu if you have to talk about his background that is quite sensitive when used as a discussion.

Clara suddenly broke out in cold sweat. He was scared because Hendrick heard his words. After this, Clara felt she would not live in peace again. This is what makes him not at home with the world of this novel, Clara's mind is always made tired.

All the false rumors spread. If bad rumors about him do not exist, it is certain that he is currently having fun with Hellen. Or help Hendrick finish the paperwork. If Clara meets the creator of the rumor, then she will...!

Eh?

Clara's body stiffened. His eyes widened. He was unable to say anything else. His hands also shook violently, feeling fear for something that had not happened yet.

Who actually created and spread these rumors? Either a bad rumor slanders me, or pits Ranunculus and Freesia. Freesia is not blind from revenge. They can still think that 'this time it doesn't mean Ranunculus'.

Spontaneous Clara glanced around her. Where in this long hallway only the three of them remained. Clara only anticipates when someone else is listening to their conversation. Just like him and Hendrick who heard the Rage and Valentina before.

There was no one but the three of them. Even if Clara checked each spot over and over again, nil the result. He really hoped that no one - who heard them at this moment.

Hendrick and George looked at the strange Clara who suddenly misuh there - here. Looking for something that George himself doesn't know what it is. He just stared at Clara who was wailing - crabbing.

Hendrick sighed softly, "There is no one but us here. What's wrong with you?"

"...I'm just keeping watch."

"What you were talking about just now. I'm gonna have a discussion with you both." Tell Hendrick, he walked first to the guest room.

"But..."

"Nothing but - but."

"But.. shouldn't Mr Hendrick see King Agapanthus?" Ask Clara.

"That'll do tonight. Because you know I have a schedule tonight. Then don't waste my time, walk faster."

Clara and George looked at each other for a moment. They soon followed Hendrick's steps. They had to talk about this secret topic in a closed place. Or everything will leak to the surface without being prevented.

...❀...

"So..who exactly is George?"

Clara lowered her gaze down, playing her fingers. He didn't dare look at Hendrick. Hendrick became bothered because of the actions he did while in Freesia. But Clara felt it was not wrong, she did it to prevent war from happening. Even if it's uncertain. But what's wrong with trying?

"I am the original weapon of Freesia. I was created by King Willem himself, to replace the Clara Scoleths that Frederick Wayne had taken." George said he decided to replace Clara.

Hendrick ruffled his hair in frustration. Indeed, all these problems between Ranunculus and Freesia occurred because of his father. Unfortunately, Frederick did not want to solve his problems in a familial manner and instead created another grudge. And the whole Ranunculus. The four regions also clashed with each other, clashing to see who the winner was.

This matter was another reason why he hated his father after the coercion of becoming Duke. The old man did not think at all if his actions in the past were very chaotic in the present. Hendrick wanted to remove Frederick from the Wayne family if he forgot his mother's love for the old man.

"Your aunt..." Hendrick hung up his sentence, looking at George probing.

"...Eleanor Northern is my mother, right?" Hendrick continued, his gaze sharpened on George, he was waiting for the man's answer.

George closed his eyes, the same topic as he had talked to Edmond. He was lazy to talk about the same thing. But since this time the one he was discussing was his own cousin, then he would continue.

"Yes." Yeah."

Clara who was sitting quietly earlier stared gawking at the two people in front of her. Really, he didn't understand the sudden change in topic. Plus it feels like it's too early for Clara to know.

Plot twist again... Why is this FG novel too much plot twist? Can't they just let my brain rest for a day?!

"But Mr. Hendrick, how do you know that?" Clara Hose.

Hendrick massaged his temple, he really felt very old when faced with this problem. The old man should have finished it. But in fact he even berleha - leha in the Wayne residence with his mother. It sucks!

"The two men once got a letter from someone, it's not clear who. It was told to the father, if his only nephew was used as a substitute weapon. Actually, this happened a few years ago, after you became part of the Wayne family." Hendrick said, his eyes were on Clara.

"I didn't think George was the one. Because I never met this guy in the first place. But after he himself told me that he was a weapon, there was only one." Hendrick.

Finally, Hendrick wanted to have a one-on-one talk with George. He allows Clara to give them both space. Inevitably Clara also had to leave them both.

Clara walked between the palace hallways. Unlike the Hortensia imperial palace which is dark and only illuminated by a minimal light from candles. Agapanthus is as bright as Ranunculus. Only Hortensians love the dark. Even Freesia alone is not as dark as every room.

"I will propose to Your Majesty to add the number of candles. If it's any cheapskate who wants to come to the Hortensia palace." Clara Cibir.

This girl forgot the vandals from Vinca who made Meiger half dead.

Clara stopped her steps, fixated on a girl who was looking at the night sky. This girl again - again upset because someone she loves is friendly with other girls. It's so sad it feels. But if Clara was in her position, she would rather look for someone else who could accept her for who she was. But what you want to say, love is blind, he said... Clara should be a sensitive person here.

He walked over to Valentina who was silent looking at the moon. The fragrance of lavender was smelled by her nose, soft and soothing. Clara realized that agapanthus flower species were quite few and almost extinct. The most common is lavender. This is better than the blue rose that stored the black magic.

"Valentina Harold?"

Valentina was aghast, glancing at the small person who called out to her. It was the girl who came along with the heir to Vinca as well as another mysterious person Valentina did not know about.

"Clara Scoleths." Valentina said unconsciously.

Clara put on her sweet smile, "I'm glad you can remember my name. You can call me Clara, to make it sound more familiar."

Valentina returned Clara's smile sincerely. "Then, you can also call me Valen."

Valen's? This sounds almost the same as Allen.

"You're a pretty girl, Clara. Even more than that woman. But somehow she's called the Goddess Herbras, not you. Your face is far above that woman."

Valentina looked back at the night sky. He snorted in annoyance when calling out 'that woman'. Clara knows exactly who Valentina means. There is only one person who can make Valentina like this. Who else if not his love rival is Hellen.

Clara chuckled softly, "Valen could have. I'm so honored for your compliment. Because usually people prefer to call me ugly, a creature in the middle of nowhere, a boy, a troublemaker and so on."

"really?"

Clara put her shoulders together, not wanting to know.

"By the way... Do you have a problem with that woman - I mean Hellen Wayne?" Valentina shuddered in horror as she mentioned Rovers' fiancee's name.

"uh? No. gabe. Is there something?"

"Jay. When we were at the academy. The boy always muttered words like 'Clara I hate you' or 'I'll take my pain back, Clara'. I think he hates you so much."

"We've made up."

"Did?" Valentina stared in disbelief at Clara.

"That's right! We are better. You got a problem with that?"

Clara gasped, unprepared with another girl who pulled her arm and hugged her tightly. It was fortunate that Clara managed to balance her body, otherwise she could have fallen.

"Allen?"

Hellen stared in annoyance at Valentina who arrived - suddenly talking to Clara. He fears that Clara will choose to befriend Valentina rather than him, and then leave her far away. Hellen didn't want it to happen a second time.

Valentina also returned Hellen's gaze. Clara saw that there was a stream of electricity radiating from the gaze of their eyes. Prepare to fight each other. Moreover, Valentina's jealousy had reached its peak when Hellen also got his love for Rovers. This time he won't let the first person he considers a friend be taken by him.

Valentina pulls Clara's other arm and pulls it tight, so Hellen will let go of her grip on Clara. Clara suddenly felt a headache because it was contested by these two beautiful women.

What the hell?! I want a snatched cogan not a snecan!

"What are you two doing? Tortured her?"

The pull scene came to a halt as there was a passing advertisement. The rose folded her hands in front of her chest with a haughty expression. He frowned, feeling strange because he saw Hellen and Valentina who were fighting over the riotous girl.

In contrast to Hellen and Valentina who were looking at him irritated by the intrusion, Clara was amazed because she considered as a helper. Let's just hope that the Saw will save Clara from the ferocity of these two virgins.

Rage, help me. hix...

TB

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