Chapter 207 - 110. The End And The Beginning (Part Two) (1/2)
Chapter 207: 110 The End and the Beginning (Part Two)
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Rose stood in front of the guillotine installed within Laurensis’s plaza
She dazedly looked up at the sky The sun’s bright raysdidn’t seeathered in the plaza began throwing stones at her and angrily yelled at her
Their voices were filled with resentment
However, Rose couldn’t hear the to someone else entirely continued to sithin her ears and her mind even at this very moment
-Do you remember, mother? That one time, there was a fierce thunderstorm You held me and comforted me back to sleep Did you knoarm and safe I felt back then? I still recall that et too difficult forto?
She was so sure that the voice ca with that voice, soently embraced her shoulders
-On the year I turned ten, I brought you a wild flower I plucked fro that I’ve dirtied my clothes Hahaha… I felt so hurt back then
That person continued to speak gently to her and stroked her hair
-Honestly, I’ve always resented you, mother
Just whose voice was it?
-However, I…
Ah, right This voice, it…
Rose’s figure was pushed down to the guillotine by the executioner
Her hands began trerasped her hands
It was White Olfolse, and he was tightly clenching his teeth He was here to witness the final moments of a woman he once loved
-…I also loved you, mother
Rose’s eyes opened wider and wider
A figure of a child slowly appeared in her head It was a young baby boy She cared for his
The baby became a child, the child beca man
His face, previously obscured by the darkest fog ian to reappear little by little And she got to see that face last night
The son she had given birth to
Tears slowly trickled down from the corners of her eyes
“Ru…ppel”
“Execute!”
And then… the guillotine fell
The woman who used to be the Second Crown Princess Consort was placed inside a nondescript coffin Her final fate was to be buried in an unrave in a mountain located somewhere behind the palace she used to live, not inside the crypt meant for the Imperial Faing
Ruppel was led up to the deck
He stared at the coffin containing his mother and consoled his heart Even then, he s stones at hi that he was responsible for starting a war
Even if Rose had ordered him to, he did try to sell out his own nation It was time for him to pay for his crime
The executioner placed the rope around Ruppel’s throat It was at that oing to die Without a doubt, this was the just punishment for his crime Yet…
“Ahaha Wow, I’m quite a hypocrite, aren’t I?”
He wanted to live
Ruppel started treher and heavier as he cast his gaze to the floor
In a short ive way and his body would fall through the opening
The rope would tighten around his neck and break the bones found there He’d struggle during the asphyxiation and gradually die
“…!”
That horrifying i all of a sudden
“This is your punishment”
Ruppel flinched in surprise at the voice and looked behind hi on a chair with his arms across his chest above a raised platfors of the Imperial Family, as well as White Olfolse
“Did you come here to witness my final moments?” Ruppel asked
Allen didn’t reply to that
Ruppel ended up guffawing hollowly at that response “Ha, hahaha… You too are a rather vile person, aren’t you? Allen?”
This Goddanani, but somehow, he had morphed into a man cheered on by the empire’s subjects
“It would’ve been nice if I was like you”
“Brother, you better recant that stateh hell if you don’t”
“Hahaha!”
Ruppel looked up at the sky Even before he noticed it, the sunset had come to bathe the world in an amber hue
Around the sa was co away
“Allen”
When Ruppel called out to hilanced back
He turned his head towards his younger brother and forced a smile on his face “If there’s indeed a next life, I…”
The executioner lifted up his axe and aimed it at the rope that was secured to the floor
“…I wish to live like you”
“Execute!”
The axe came down and severed the rope
Ruppel’s vision was violently upturned The view containing Allen rapidly disappeared and he crashed towards the ground below
Crunch!
The rope tightened around his neck
“Euh-ahhh…”
His vision grew dimrew and it felt like all of his blood was rushi+ng up to his head
Ah, ah…
Ruppel’s eyes shi+fted to the side
He faintly could see and hear the resentathered subjects
The punish the price in full
“Oh, dear Goddess…”
Dear ive me a chance…
“Keok…”
Inof you…
“Ah… ah…”
…Please give me a chance to live radually closed shut
His body went limp
On this day, the Third Imperial Prince of the Theocratic Empire…
Ruppel Olfolse had died
Clank, clunk…
A carriage with piles of hay stacked up on its cargo bay was slowly travelling across the coarse surface of the rural highway
Its driver, wearing a straw hat, used his whip and the horse neighed unhappily before shaking its body