Chapter XXVIII

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Another day, another departure. Another situation, another sadness, missing feeling and tears...

Departure that means you never know when the return will come. Or if there is even a chance for them to return.

The departure that you can't tell either there will be another road for you to take or the departure will just lead you to your end.

And on the way to your departure, you will meet people. You'll get along. Can talk. Cling to. Either of these is possible.

Who knows what will happen? Who knows what will be your fate after your departure?

"Only the Dirigeants know."

All of them looked at Guill as he answered his father's questions, "Are you coming back, son?"

Technically, only the Dirigeants know...

Only the Dirigeants– the main leaders, can know and can control what will going to happen to Guill.

They're all expected what his answers will be. They already knew, except Khliz who's still confused but still keeping her mouth silent. She have ideas and conclusions on her mind. Now that her Tito Dimensio just had mentioned Peur Fierschelle's grandfather. But still confused. Unaware. Still empty-headed.

Early in the morning when a three luxurious cars suddenly arrived in the Alaries' family mansion.

The one is black. Other one is gray.

And there's two knights in every car. Hindi yata marunong ang mga ito kung paano manamit ng modernong kasuotan. O sadyang iyon lang talaga ang kasuotan na dapat nilang suotin bilang mga garcon o mga lalaking naninilbihan sa kasalukuyang lider at sa mismong organisasyon.

On the last car, a knight stepped out, who's looking superior among all the knights. Where a teary eyed woman on her black dress appeared. She was held and supported by that knight as she stepped out from the bloody red car.

Sandali pang nagulat si Guillaume dahil mas maaga sa inaasahan ang pagdating nila at kasama nito ang kaniyang ina. Hindi iyon nabanggit sa kaniya.

Ang sabi kasi ng isa sa mga nakausap niyang miyembro ng asosasyon ay susunduin siya ng mga kawal ng organisasyon.

Walang nakarating na balitang kasama sa susundo sa kaniya ang kaniyang ina.

"Guill, my son..." the woman almost whispered.

Little by little, Guill take a look on his back where the woman is standing.

She looks powerful yet there's something inside her that'll make you tell her weak spot. She's intimidating yet she looks kind. Her hawk like eye will tell you how vigilance she is yet she looks innocent as a munchkin cat.

Guill still managed to smile when he finally looked at her. But his tears are such a traitor. Making him weak. Making him even cry more. Having that urge to hug the woman is making him suffer emotionally. Having that urge to hug his own mother is making him remember how painful it is to lose a mom. How painful it is to not be with her side just in one snap.

She immediately walked the distance between them and hugged him so, so tight.

"Son... Why?" she cried as she asked.

She's already mourning for his own son. And now feeling powerless.

"This is the right thing to do, m-mama..."

His voice was filled of hoarseness. He can't help but to also cry the moment he uttered what he used to called his mother.

He tapped his mother's shoulder as he get loose on his mother's tight hug.

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