Academy's Second Seat [part 2 Complete]

Chapter 277: Beatrice (3)

The stronghold of the rebels.

"Daemon, is everything going as planned?"

"Aryandor."

Daemon raised his head.

He was amidst the corpses, creating new undead.

Aryandor had ordered preparations for war, and Daemon was making all the necessary preparations for this purpose.

"Is there something you need from me? Any orders?"

Daemon asked as he walked out from among the corpses.

Aryandor shook his head in response.

"I came here because I had business. And also, I found myself reminiscing about the old times."

Daemon and Aryandor did not first meet while forming the rebels.

They first met in Ephomos.

Both were orphans.

Orphans without parents, power, or anything at all—just weak and vulnerable.

Of course, back then, they didn't know much about each other.

Aryandor was just a street orphan, and Daemon survived by running errands for necromancers.

Since they lived in different environments, they only knew each other by face.

Their proper meeting was entirely coincidental.

Aryandor was being educated by Ophillius, and Daemon was captured along with the necromancers along by the Astria family.

When they had grown somewhat, they met in the marketplace.

Daemon was out on an errand, and Aryandor was wandering with Ophillius.

Upon discovering Daemon, Aryandor saved him.

More accurately, Ophillius snuck him away.

And together, they started the rebellion.

Daemon looked up at Aryandor.

"By old times, do you mean when we were in Ephomos?"

"Yes."

Aryandor and Daemon would sometimes talk about their time in Ephomos.

There was always one story that never got left out.

Aryandor would always talk about his sister.

Initially, the identity of this woman was unknown, but recently, he realized Aryandor's sister was Saint Beatrice.

He had seen the research and its results.

Daemon realized what he was trying to do upon seeing this.

And suddenly, questions began to arise.

When Aryandor first started the rebellion, Daemon thought Aryandor had two goals.

A purpose to change the world and a personal goal for himself.

Back then, he didn't know what the personal goal was, but now he had figured it out.

This revelation brought doubts about whether Aryandor would continue with the rebellion's goal.

If Aryandor's goal was not for the rebellion but for himself, what would happen?

Jefrin died, and Raven died.

One by one, those around them, who had been with them, were dying.

Certainly, sacrifices follow a cause.