Chapter 262
“Sister!”
Meanwhile, Ethan was chasing after Camillo, who was walking at a fast pace. The shock of their reunion after death was brief, and Ethan, who was surprised by the shocking truth about Count Icardo and anxious about Roina’s absence, couldn’t pour much emotion into his reunion with his sister. There was something he had to do right away, so he couldn’t focus on her.
“What is it!”
“Please explain where you’re going!”
Please explain! Ethan whispered urgently. The two of them were disguised as guards, but they couldn’t do anything conspicuous because they didn’t know when or where they would arouse suspicion.
Camillo glanced at Ethan, who was uncharacteristically impatient, and gestured with her chin.
“Didn’t I say I was going to kill Icardo?”
“You said it was a joke.”
Ethan spoke quickly through gritted teeth, but Camillo only snorted once.
“You said it yourself earlier. That we need to find that person, Roina, or whatever. If that person Roina fell here, the fastest way is to go and wait near Icardo’s residence.”
Camillo spoke in a surprisingly dry and cold voice. She also looked at her restless younger brother as if he was pathetic.
“Icardo goes crazy when a woman he hasn’t seen before comes in, and drags her to his bedroom.”
Ethan was speechless at those words and looked at his sister. It was because he faintly felt the anger hidden beneath that cold expression as a sibling. The thought of Roina being found like that made his blood boil, but before that, there was something he had to confirm with Camillo.
“…Are you okay, sister?”
“Hmm, I don’t know.”
“Huh?”
Camillo said lightly. Her steps were also light and bouncy. The sister he had met again was fickle in many ways, and he couldn’t figure her out.
“It hasn’t been long since I realized it, you see. My memories aren’t quite intact.”
“……”
Ethan looked at her silently. He recalled the strange atmosphere he had felt when he first met her. In fact, even though he was certain she was his sister, he was puzzled by her reaction at that time. Could it be that it was because her memories weren’t intact?
“Not intact… Could it be due to injuries from the war?”
Since she had survived such a large magical bombardment, it would have been strange if there were no aftereffects. It was an explosion that wouldn’t leave a trace of any living being. But contrary to Ethan’s expectations, Camillo shook her head.
“I can’t even be sure about that… But since waking up, I’ve felt something unstable, and it seems that I lose something every time I kill Icardo.”
“Huh?”
Camillo laughed at Ethan’s surprised voice, which was probably his nth. Like a tomboyish older sister who enjoyed teasing her younger brother. A long-gone, nostalgic expression appeared and disappeared.
“I’m a sword that can kill Icardo. I’m sure of that. But what I’m cutting down isn’t Icardo’s true form, and I, the sword, am being consumed each time I’m used.”
Ethan looked at his sister with trembling eyes. His sister was now casually saying that she was being consumed.
“What I’m saying is, you’re not the only one who’s impatient. I don’t know how many chances I have left.”
“…Even so, you’re still going to kill him?”
“Yes. Even if I’m consumed countless times, and my soul disappears from my body, and I don’t know why I’m doing this, I’m going to kill him. And not just Icardo. I’m going to kill the Empire. Anyone who tries to rule this Castrello, I’m going to kill them.”
“……”
Ethan was speechless and looked at his sister. There was no way he could stop his sister who was speaking like this. He had no choice but to resign himself to it. Even after years of painful time, his sister was still this stubborn.
“…You’re saying that without even knowing why, and without even trying to find out?”
“Because there’s something more important than that.”
Camillo’s eyes shone like those of a lioness. As if she was about to find her prey, tear it apart, and chew it thoroughly.
“…For now, now that I’m here, please don’t try to kill him recklessly.”
“Huh?”
Camillo’s eyebrows arched fiercely. As if asking, Who do you think you are to block my path? It was a valiant force. But Ethan didn’t yield to that either. He was also someone who had gone through life and death.
“I’m saying, don’t waste yourself unnecessarily, and thrust the sword when you can kill him for sure.”
At his sharp words, Camillo laughed pleasantly.
“Kuhaha! That’s my brother, all right!”
The siblings, who had returned from death and reunited, looked at each other and nodded.
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