It was a day when the dark night sky hung full.
The only light in the grassy space was from the full moon and countless starlights floating in the sky.
Somewhere in the corner, there was an old house.
The sound of sharp blades and the smell of blood came from within, making one raise an eyebrow.
“If you take one more step.”
Filina, who grabbed Cecilia’s golden wave hair, growled in a harsh voice.
“I’ll kill her.”
A sharp blade grazed Cecilia’s neck. Her fingers began to shake.
Ian Albaar, who was gritting his teeth at the sight of them, had no choice but to call off all the actions of the Knights who had overpowered the rebels.
“….. Filina.”
The voice did not come from far away. Transparent tears trickled down the back of the hand that held the dagger.
They were the tears of Cecilia, whom Filina had taken hostage.
“Why did you betray me?”
Cecilia asked in a sad voice.
“…We were friends.”
Filina’s eyes touched Cecilia’s for a moment. It was a very instantaneous moment.
She turned her gaze again, wary of the person who might jump on her at any moment.
Filina smiled briefly with twitching lips.
“Friends?”
The knife she had placed on Cecilia’s neck added strength.
“Don’t make me laugh.”
Cecilia’s fragile skin tore, red blood dripping down.
Ian, who was watching the scene in front of him, glanced at Lawrence, who was quietly approaching behind Filina.
“Ha, but we’ve shared so much……”
Cecilia tearfully grasped Filina’s left arm in her hand.
Her face was already covered in tears.
“Then ……the stories you’ve told me so far. …….”
“….”
“Were they all lies?”
