Chapter 48 (2/2)

“By the way, Young Lord, how come you had arrived over here?”

Victor asked with a lot of curiosity.

Luke spoke the truth as it wasn’t a huge secret to keep,

“I was going back from buying a Gigant.”

“Ah! Then the trailer outside…?”

“Yeah. The Gigant from Hallis Magic Tower.”

At those words, Victor’s eyes went wide as if he was surprised.

‘I heard that the Rakan Viscount was very poor, is it not?’

It was a well-known fact that the brave man Rakan lived in a noble manner but ended up in vain.

And such literary expressions were spoken by those who considered that the Rakan family act was close to reality.

From what Victor knew, he was told that renting a Gigant was hard enough, not even buy it.

But here he said that he had already bought one?

‘Is the estate better these days? Or is there something that we don’t know about?’

Either way, Luke had already saved Reina twice.

When everybody just thinks of helping, he extends his hand and helps her out rather than turning his back on her.

‘Maybe this young man is our only savior.’

After a very careful consideration, Victor knelt before Luke.

“Young Lord, this old man has one favor to ask of you.”

“Please, why are you doing this all of a sudden?”

Surprised at what had happened, Luke tried to get Victor up, but Victor shook his head and stayed on the floor.

“Please accept our pitiful princess and our refugees! As you know, the princes will have to become the concubine of the old, greedy Count Monarch! So please…!”

Luke wasn’t able to hide his fluster.

He knew the loyalty this man was showing, and the size of the estate was large.

Will the Monarch still let the princess and the refugees escape?

They may have to go for a war.

‘One day, I’ll have to touch that Count Monarch, but this isn’t the time. The power that Rakan has is too little for a war.’

That was the clear situation they were in.

However, Luke, it was Saymon who was letting his emotions get swayed.

“Do you want to let it happened again?”

The tragedy of losing a beloved woman in the hands of the powerful men?

Would he be willing to repeat the same thing again which he wasn’t able to forget even after 500 years?

But…

‘She isn’t Katarina.’

Like a different person.

And for that reason, revenge wasn’t possible.

‘I feel sorry, but I have to turn away.’

Luke was suppressing his emotions and trying to refuse. Then came the voice of Reina from behind.

“Please don’t mind me.”

“Pri, princess!”

Reina walked with the support from Pavel and knelt before Luke.

“I am fine, it doesn’t matter to me anymore, just take in our pitiful refugees! A thousand, no, hundred, please… please save them!”

Reina was on her knees, with tears dripping down.