Do Flowers Bloom in the Fallen Land? - Chapter 142.1

He wanted to tell Seira to be careful, but Aven was hovering around her. It was obvious that he’d take the opportunity to eat his core if he approached her too forcefully.

‘I don’t care if I die, but I need to help her in some way so that Seira will remember me…’

Despite his worries, Louis kept setting up defenses and sent his siblings to help in dangerous places. Even though suspicious things kept popping up, people didn’t seem surprised thinking it was just some kind of magic. Of course, Aven and Seira seemed to have noticed…

‘By the way, Baron has also bumped into these guys before.’

At first, he seemed to be thinking about whether to attack or not, but soon after seeing them help, he soon lost interest.

‘Should I at least tell him?’

Anyway, in the current situation, Baron was the only one who could talk to Seira. The only problem was that he was the first offensive team to face the Guardians.

“You look very tired, so switch with me, Zion.”

In that case, he could just join the offense.

At Louis’ proposal, Zion looked at him with a complicated expression. It was true that it was hard to deal with Guardians one after another, but his expression seemed suspicious of Louis’ intentions. As long as Zion’s role was Baron’s assistant, he cannot give it up as he was unsure of dangerous things that might happen if Louis doesn’t do his job.

“That’s all right, Zion. Take a break for a while.”

Since Baron just cut off the head of the seventh Guardian, Zion accepted his suggestion.

“…Then I’ll leave it to your care.”

He seemed to have brought all the magic stones he had, but magic wasn’t enough. A break was needed to reduce mistakes. Knowing this, Zion quickly left.

“So, what do you have to say? I tell you, I have no intention of helping you with the plan you mentioned earlier.”

Baron, who wielded a sword the size of an adult man as if he were using chopsticks to shake off the black liquid, spoke as he searched for his next target with his eyes.

“I’d rather die than be hated by Seira.”

“You’re a coward.”

“I’m not as different as you, don’t you think?”

“…”

The tenth Guardian they had to deal with was charging at the Knights of Askan. At a loss for words, Louis thought it was a good thing and grabbed the Guardian floating in the air with his magic and pulled him towards them.

“The important part is after we defeat the Guardians, because something more dangerous will move.”

As he reached out his hand toward the ice awl the Guardian shot, the ice turned into powder in an instant scattered like an illusion.

Baron asked as he blocked the Guardian from the front, who was persistently targeting the Duke’s castle.

“Are you talking about the high-level beasts? Or the guys behind angkora? There are certainly a lot…”

“I’m talking about His Highness the Crown Prince.”

He expected him to be surprised or rebut, but Baron only furrowed his brows slightly, as if it were a headache.

“Did you guess?”

“Well, it doesn’t look normal to anyone. Seira would know that he’s in a precarious state. That’s why… she must have decided for them to die together.”

Louis looked at Seira reflexively.

She had just defeated the eighth Guardian, and her legs seemed to have given out as she sank to the ground. However, she smiled as brightly as the sun at Aven, who kneeled in front of her and checked on her condition.

“…I see.”

Originally Aven would have noticed at a glance that she was trying to pretend to be okay, but what about now?

“You know why he’s gone, don’t you? Is there any way to turn him back?”

Not only Seira, but everyone else was getting tired. In fact, it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that they have reached their limit. Only Calrad, who has infinite resilience as a direct descendant of Viseltium, was holding out showing no signs of exhaustion.

If he could get rid of all the Guardians, that alone would be a miracle, so there was no way he could prepare for what was to come after that.

“If I tell you, will you help me?”

Louis, who pretended to ignore the ice awl piercing Baron’s thigh, suddenly appeared behind the smiling Guardian and put his hand into the wound on its back.

Baron pulled out the ice awl stuck in his thigh as he watched the Guardian’s red eyes go out due to Louis destroying its core.

“Listen.”

Louis opened his mouth after glancing at Aven, who somehow tried to persuade Seira to enter the castle.

“I don’t have time, so I’ll just get to the point. Right now, the D-Arc is half-nested.”

“…What?”

Fifteen years ago, after the Great Disaster, pitch-black rain fell for three days and three nights. As a result, the entirety of Askan became a land of death. Now, the holy temple where the messengers of God communicated with the heavens became a solid castle that announced the victory of the fallen race, and would have the strongest men in the empire’s history, Nathan and Askan, as their servants.

If only Seira Askan, the rightful successor of D-Arc, had given up the castle and handed her position as its master.

However, when she came of age, she chose to return to Askan and stay in the land instead of becoming the empire’s empress.

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