The Beginning Of The Ruler
Chapter 15: POV Reynolds White

WHITE POV REYNOLD:

I can't believe it.

My kid. My son has gone.

"NO!" "NO NO NO NO NO NO NO."

Dicky had to hold me back before I jumped off the cliff myself to save my son.

I know it's too late. I know what could have happened already, but I can't just shut up, do nothing.

"Take me off! My boy! He can still live. Let me save my son! Help!."

Dicky didn't budge and Anton came to help hold me back as well.

"Please, Rey. You have to hold him. There's no easy way to tell you this, but it's impossible for him to survive that fall." Anton who was always playful and weak had a serious expression on his face and could not even look me in the eye.

"Anton's right. Calm yourself. Your wife needs you, Rey," Dicky murmured as well.

They're correct. They're absolutely right. Haven't. Why doesn't my body listen to me? Why can't I go cheer on my wife.

"OAHHHHHH!!!" I was destroyed before everything went black.

Waking up, I saw Helen holding a wet towel over my head.

"You're finally awake" he said, a sympathetic smile on his lack of confidence-filled face.

I ignored him and sat down, burying my face in my hands.

"It's not a dream, is it? Please tell me that I'll wake up to see my son play with Viona and Anton."

"…"

"Sorry.." Those were the only words he managed to say before he started sobbing as well.

Close the tent open when Dicky goes inside.

"Reynolds. I can't imagine how much pain it must have been for you, but right now, your wife needs you. He blames himself, Rey. He thinks you hate him for losing your son" he said, his red eyes clear that he's also having a hard time.

"…" Unable to gather words in response, I turned away from Dicky.

Suddenly I felt a sharp jolt as I was pulled back. Just as my eyes caught a glimpse of Dicky's big hand, my vision blurred and a pungent pain throbbed on my cheek where he hit me.

"Reynolds! We have to stop Samantha from committing suicide! This is no time for gloom! Get rid of your pathetic ass and take care of the one that's really alive!" he growls.

This is the first time I've seen this usually calm Dicky get angry.

I managed to nod stiffly, my brain still throbbing from the punch, as it made its way towards my wife's tent.

I saw my wife curled up under the blanket with Angel by her side, patting her gently.

I gave Angel a meaningful look. Understanding what I wanted, he simply nodded before exiting the tent.

"…Samantha"

"…"

"Honey. Can I see my wife's pretty face?"

"…Son" I faintly heard him muttering.

"What is that, baby?" I answered while patting her back.

"I killed our son!" He turned and faced me.

"I killed our son, Reynolds. My fault! J-if I'm not there, she can dodge. He can live. He sacrificed himself to save me *sniff*it was my fault."

I pulled my wife towards me and hugged her tightly, gently kissing the top of her head over and over again.

I closed my eyes tightly, holding myself back from crying as she continued to sob in my chest.

We just sat like this for a while until his sobs turned into dry whimpers.

*hik*

"You don't hate me?" I could barely hear her whisper.

"How could I hate you? Samanthas. I love you and always will."

*hik**hik*

"…I miss him so much, Rey." She started crying again.

I clenched my jaw, wanting myself to stay strong in front of my wife.

"I know baby. I miss him too."

Samantha and I fell asleep together last night in each other's arms. I managed to cheer him up and it also helped me. I need a reason. I'm the one who sent White to protect Samantha. I kept trying to find people to blame but the real guilty ones were already killed. Revenge has been done. Now, all that was left was a dark hole of emptiness and regret. The only thing that kept Samantha and I sane was our unborn child. For that boy, my son, I must endure. I'm not gonna make the same mistake I did with Samantha. He was just a little kid but I sent him to protect my wife from warriors and even a witch. I have no one to blame but myself.

We arrived at the floating city of Cyrus through a teleportation gate with no further complications; it was as if the Gods were mocking us by saying that we had enough through it. The Twin Stars should have been separated from me and my wife from here.

"Are you sure you're gonna be okay?" Anton gave us a rare concerned look.

Dicky added, "We don't mind staying with you guys for a few more days. I know you originally came to this town for White but.." He never finished his sentence.

"It's okay. You have an agenda. Samantha and I have all the basic necessities and money to live on for a few weeks. Update your positions in the Fall Guild." I waved at them, trying to force a smile.

"Be careful guys. We'll meet soon." Durden answered, hugging us both.

The girls also gave Samantha a warm hug after saying goodbye to her. After they left, I turned to my wife, looking at her seriously.

"Samantha, what do you think about staying here from now on?"

Looking at me confused, he replied, "What about our house in Ashber? We just cleared everything up. A lot of our stuff is still there."

I shake my head at this. "I think it would be better for us to have a fresh new environment. Our house in Ashber has too many memories of the White. I don't think we'll be able to forget it if we stay there. We'll hire some merchants to deliver some of our goods from Ashber here to us."

He lowered his head as he decided before giving me a small nod. "What about work? How can we afford to live here? This is a very expensive city to live in, Rey," he added, with a worried look on his face.

For once, I was able to gather a real smile, a sincere smile that seems very rare these days. “I know an old friend who lives here. He asked me to be his bodyguard a few years ago and we still keep in touch from time to time. He was a fairly famous merchant in this area and owned a large mansion. I'm sure he'll have a place for us to stay. They're good people, Samantha."

He seemed a little hesitant at first but after arriving at the manor and seeing me hug my old friend, his worries lessened.

"Rey! My buddies! The hero who saved my life! What brings you to this little town?" A skinny, bespectacled man in a suit exclaimed as he let go of me, patting my arm.

Alex Helstia, about 1.7 meters tall with a thin body frame. He is a brainy person, not a muscular one. Alex is a normal human being but very successful at it. The Helstia House has been in the trading business for generations. Their families have been in decline for generations, Alex single-handedly took his family's assets to new highs after building the first Helstia Auction House in Cyrus and then building several auction houses in neighboring towns.

We had met while he was on one of his trips to a more remote town to build the Auction House when he was having trouble with bandits. I was there with him back then, fulfilling the escort mission the Guild had given me. After saving her, we managed to do quite well.

The waiter who opened the door left after she saw Alex holding me. Soon after, his wife and daughter came out as well, curious about what the commotion was about.

"Jessica! Meet my best friend Reynolds and his wife Samantha! Samantha, Reynolds, this is my wife Jessica and this beautiful woman is my daughter, Layla" Alex exclaimed as she held her daughter. She looks about the same age as White, with beautiful brown eyes that remind me of kittens and long brown hair, braided. My heart aches when I think of how beautiful a young woman she will grow in the future. The future he still has…

Forcing myself away from my dark thoughts, I greeted myself, "Jessica! It's good to finally meet you. Vince has told me so many great things about you during our trip together to Elsburg City. What a cute princess you have."

After my wife introduced herself and made small talk with Jessica, Alex urged us into the living room for comfort.

"So what brings you here, Rey. The last time you sent me a letter, you said you were settled in Ashber." He said, give Samantha and me a glass of wine.

I took a deep breath and told the story with gritted teeth.

"I don't know. I'm so sorry for your loss" Alec muttered. His wife covered her mouth with her hands. "I don't know what to do if I lose Layla. Is there anything I can do for you?"

Hearing that, I awkwardly scratched my cheek and asked, "You asked me several times to teach your Auction House guards a thing or two about magic. Is the offer still on the air? I really just need enough to rent a little house around here and live a simple life. It's just that I don't want my wife to go back to the old house in Ashber where White was born and raised."

A wide grin appeared on Alwx's face. "Omong empty! None of my friends will sleep in a small hut. Actually, I'm actually looking for someone! We have just renovated our Hesltia Auction House so that it can accommodate three times as many people. With that, we got a new Augimenter recruit that really needs some improvement.You'll be perfect to shape them up a bit, Rey. Can you help me and work for me?" He put on a desperate face.

I couldn't help but laugh in response; she had just changed my initial desperate offer, so I decided to help her. Nodding, I shook his outstretched hand and discussed the deal.

Although I was restless to get to work, Alex didn't allow it, saying that we needed time to get a place so that I was in the best condition to work. Alex also firmly insists that we stay with them in the manor. She told us how Jessica and Layla always complained about this place being too big and empty. Initially reluctant, Samantha and I ended up putting ourselves on the left wing of the manor. Alex was more than soft, saying we could have some rooms, just in case we wanted another baby in the future. Jessica had to pull her husband away from her ears as she grinned, waving at us.

Another unexpected blessing is how well Samantha and Jessica fit in. I was worried that she would be lonely when I started working but Jessica also had a lot of free time and was just taking care of Layla so the presence of Samantha around really brightened her day; because of this, this, my wife also has great friends and a source of distraction. As soon as the work started, I was busy training the new members. These witches were not the most talented, but they were willing to work hard. After putting important things into their heads, I feel like they will be a pretty solid guard team in a few months. Of course, all the elite magicians, both witches and Augimenters, attended Cyrus Academy so those who did not want to become Adventurers ended up being employed by wealthy nobles, such as Alex, as guards, as well, it is also much safer. .

It's been a few months since Samantha and I first arrived in Cyrus. During this time, we were able to slowly grow accustomed to city life. Samantha's stomach seems to be getting bigger by the day and, while she's still having recurring nightmares about losing White, Jessica and Layla's presence actually helps her get through it. Just back home, I was greeted by the delicious smell of beef soup. Alex and Jessica went on a date while Samantha promised to keep Layla with the waiters, so only the two of us had dinner late tonight, Layla was already in.

"This beef soup looks amazing Samantha. What's the special event today?" I grinned at him.

He smiled gently. "It's been a long time since I've cooked for you. This used to be your favorite dish and White."

His face turned sad, but before I could comfort him…

'Oh mother, hi dad. It's me, your son White…'

Mind freezes. This is White's voice. No. gabe. I just heard something. I looked at Alice while the voice continued to speak in my head. His face was confused as he began to look around. Did he hear the sound too?

'…Once again, I'm alive and well, Mom and Dad. I managed to survive the fall of the cliff…'

What the hell is going on? My son is alive? Elanoir Kingdom? A disease?

'…It may take months or even years for me to be able to return but make sure that I WILL return home. I love you guys so much*sniff* and I miss you guys. Stay safe, and dad, make sure to keep my mom and baby sister safe. Mom*sniff*, please make sure dad doesn't get in trouble. Your son, the White.'

I looked at my wife again.

"You've just heard that voice now, haven't you, Rey?" his gush, his voice inching in despair. "Please, tell me it's not just me who hears her voice."

"Y-yes. I just heard White's voice." I replied, still unable to understand all this.

"B-He's alive! Sweetheart! Our baby is alive! Geez.." Samantha fell to her knees as her voice disappeared into a cry. She cried while she had a smile that told me that her tears came from joy.

Shit, even I'm crying right now. My son is alive! "Our son is alive!!!" I laughed out loud.

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