87 Of Blood, Sweat and Tears (2/2)
And then, as if Amadea remembered someone that can't be forgotten... she let her face away from the shoulder of the comforter...
” And Lorraine? What happened to her?” She asked, but not one from the vast array of armies was willing to give her the verbal answer, but it was however clear. basing entirely from their liable expressions that can't even look at the Anima straight to her eyes, diverting their focus from her sad gazes.
”Beethaven! What happened to her, please answer me.” She added, desperately, crying her soul out.
”SORRY LADY AMADEA!” Some from the crowd then unexpectedly start to kneel down in front of her, breaking down emotionally to the ground... I guess they're the taskforce endowed by the responsibility of wiping out her clan.
”WE...WE ALSO HAD NO CHOICE. HE SAID IF WE WERE TO LET ANYONE LIVE, HE WOULD KILL OUR FAMILY BACK ON THE KINGDOM OR LET THEM HUNGER...P-PLEASE FORGIVE US! TRULY... TO YOU TOO FEUDAL OVERLORD, AND TO THE KURENAI WHO SUFFERED ALL HER LIFE BECAUSE OF US!” they exclaimed in the same manner with a blood-guilty look in their expressions.
”It's not because of 'us'... It's because of 'him'. Don't confuse yourself with that...” I emphasized the fact, giving all the blame to this despicable autocrat which is truly nauseating to even behold.
I think everyone here is barely victims of the heinous leadership and of narcissism... And for that, they lived the life that they did not deserve, nor want... While some of my emotions may be stripped away from me... I know how that feels.
To be stripped from your happiness all because of that one narcissistic society member, who thinks he could out rule anyone... It's the worst.
Amadea cried out all the more, knowing that her partner, Lorraine Beethaven... is also no more together with her clan...
”What...what am I to do now... Lorraine... Forgive me. I failed to protect you!” Then comes the blame, entirely dressed to no one but to herself.
”Overlord Jaiden... You take it from here. It's training, for you to cheer me up if I'm feeling down..” Celes murmured pushing me towards the crying anima...
”Eh?” With sweat running down my face, I'm forced to say anything... If I will not, I think I'll also feel bad...
”Ehh...Lady Amadea, would you like to join us in their Kingdom and give the verdict of the King's wretchedness? it's going to be one heck of a death celebration... Don't you think?”
”What are you saying?” Celes found my way of expressing things to be somewhat inauthentic, which is of course... as expected.
”Eh? Did I say something wrong?”
”Are you planning on cheering me like that when the time comes?”
”P-please let me go with you. I- I also need to ask forgiveness for the humans that I have betrayed.” The Anima, however, got what I wanted her to grasp. She then stood in her gracious feet, wiping her tears and addressed the King, in deep sleep due to me snapping his head a little while ago...
”Y-you will pay... ” The anima said...
Certainly, he will...
With all said, we continued on our hundred-mile journey... and not yonder, found ourselves facing this high fortress with a large and thick wooden gate with carved out depictions of centaurs, minotaurs and other recognizable figures that seemed alike from Greek mythology, although a bit more extreme...
”Welcome to the Kingdom of Aurelius...” Depressingly, some skinny guys who have access to the gates greeted us, opening the gates of the high fortresses.
And the visage that met us the moment we got inside... is something alike to Earth's... although it was more putrid. Seeing this, I don't even need to autoplay the Symphony of Sorrowful Songs' 2nd Movement to know how this Kingdom was made to stand.
A dominion built on blood, sweat, and tears, which were not from the King himself... but from his people who suffered in the same plankton's reign of supremacy.
Shall we end that then?