Chapter 453 (1/2)

Chapter 453: The Ehter 453

When would it be? When would he ever get to be happy?

assisi was in tears while his father’s whispers would always go around his head

‘If you become kind, you can’

Thus, assisi tried to be kind He listened well, didn’t cry, and endured every pain given to him He just held on All because he wanted to be happy

Looking back at it now, he realized how desperate he had been, but at that time, it was the only truth assisi knew If he chose not to believe those words, there was no other way he would have lived Even when everyone denied thatto it

If that weren’t true, then he had nothing left

No matter how painful and difficult times were, he never accepted others’ love He didn’t want to believe that truth, which was really true Everyone tried to tell hiet himself to believe it

Why was he even alive if he wasn’t loved?

No ood and kind he was, he never felt happy

As iffun of assisi, happiness always fled to places he couldn’t reach Thus, he gave up on happiness

After that, everything felt comfortable

Then, Caitel, who had been burned to death at thirteen, returned at nineteen

Caitel’s rebellion spewed a bloody scent on the forient country assisi’s father ept away by the madness and sword in Caitel’s hand

It was an effortless task to kill down the women who never held a sword in their hands assisi never knew that his father, as always looking and wanted his mother back, would kill her By the time assisi went into his mother’s room, the deed had been done

“You are here”

Soaked in her blood, assisi’s father greeted

“Coether!”

Raising his sword could prevent it, but the man was his father, way older than assisi, a man experienced in the blade Meanwhile, assisi couldn’t lift his weapon

“You are a cursed child You will take everyone to hell Even if you die, this won’t end You are the devil hiht that it couldn’t be true No, he was dissatisfied with everything Was he really a cursed child who made his parents unhappy? Was that why his father and mother were apart? Was it all his fault? He tried to deny it, kept on denying it

However, the sight before his were hard to get used to The pain felt so fa skin

The sight which unfolded right in front of him was fierce

“Don’t die”

When he woke up, his father or the sas nohis mother

“You can’t die”

Caitel’s low voice As he lifted his head, he only saw Caitel gasping for breath in a pool of blood

“Get up”

It didn’t matter that he cut down his father Too much had happened to care about it

“There is no reason for you to die”

They didn’t mind the blood around them; that hen Caitel spoke to the silent assisi

“Why die in the hands of that huround

The sight made assisi miserable

It didn’t ret the moment