The Way To Protect The Female Lead’S Older Brother [EN]: Chapter 67

Protecting the Heroine’s Older Brother – Episode 67

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“Damn it, why am I in this state…”

Fontaine escaped the underground prison, taking advantage of the chaos.

After many twists and turns, he succeeded in breaking the chains, and after that, everything went smoothly.

Thanks to Deon opening the bars and the doors of the underground prison, and the fact that there were no guards watching the front.

As he climbed the stairs from the underground and stepped into the hallway, the intruder alarm sounded even louder. The sound was deafening.

Fontaine moved, leaning almost entirely on the wall, his body in poor condition. His body, which had faced Deon and Rant earlier, was already battered.

Thinking of his father, who never treated him like a son until the end, and Deon, who showed off in front of him until the very end, another wave of lava-like anger surged.

Between the flickering faces, the figure of another person he had seen in the Chamber of Judgment also came to mind.

“Those bastards… I’ll chew them up and swallow them whole.”

At that moment, he ground his teeth.

He would definitely take revenge on those who had brought him to this state.

Rant was Rant, but he couldn’t forgive Deon and Roxana for using him.

Yes, to do that, he had to get out of here first and build up his power. After that…….

“First, I’ll kill Father and Deon…”

Next, the woman who dared to sit on the throne he wanted to ascend to and looked down on him like a bug…….

“Roxana, that bitch must die too…”

*Thwack!*

At that moment, a chilling sensation spread through his abdomen.

For a moment, Fontaine didn’t realize what had happened to him.

When he looked down, he saw a sword piercing through his stomach, stained with what appeared to be his own red blood.

“Ugh, cough.”

The cold blade was pulled out without warning, just like when it first pierced his flesh. Fontaine clutched his stomach, where blood was gushing out, and collapsed.

“It’s not Rant Agriche.”

The low voice heard from above was not that of someone Fontaine knew.

“I followed the traces from the underground prison, but did I make a wasted trip?”

As if he had no intention of killing him right away, the sword that pierced his abdomen avoided the vital points.

But that didn’t mean there was no pain.

Fontaine sweated coldly and raised his head to identify the person who had attacked him.

Then he was silently horrified to see the man looking down at him.

Silver hair and golden eyes—that was definitely a characteristic of the Fedelian family.

Then could it be that the cause of the intruder alarm ringing now was also…?

Besides, that face certainly resembled Cassis Fedelian, the Azure Noble, didn’t it?

Fontaine had seen Cassis’s face at gatherings of the Five Families in the past.

He was a little older, and his atmosphere had changed a lot from what he remembered, but it wasn’t such a big change that he couldn’t recognize him at all.

But he had definitely died at the hands of Roxana…….

What on earth was going on?

But there was no time to be confused for long.

Cassis Fedelian looked down at Fontaine with cold, frozen eyes and shook the blood off his sword.

Fontaine swallowed a groan and barely opened his mouth.

“Rant Agriche… escaped first.”

“Is that so.”

Now Cassis clearly said that he attacked Fontaine, thinking he was Rant.

Then it might mean that there was no need to kill him since he wasn’t Rant.

Yes, that must be it. Even if he had crawled back here for revenge, shouldn’t the targets be Rant and Roxana?

“Cough… A little while ago, Deon came to the underground prison to find Rant.”

His wound throbbed, making it difficult to even say a word.

He wanted to tear apart Cassis Fedelian, who had attacked him, right away, but it was clear that he wouldn’t even be able to gather his bones if he rushed at him now.

Fontaine hid his murderous intent and told Cassis the whereabouts of the person he was looking for.

“If you follow that bastard’s trail, you’ll be able to meet Rant. Roxana will be there too.”

Cassis was silent for a moment at Fontaine’s words.

“You said you were going to kill Roxana a little while ago.”

He must have heard the mutterings Fontaine had just uttered.

Fontaine tried to show as much harmlessness as possible, as if to say, ‘I’m on your side,’ and made a positive expression.

At the same time, Fontaine waited for Cassis to leave quickly to kill those three bastards instead.

But Cassis’s subsequent reaction deviated from Fontaine’s expectations.

“Well, then I guess it’s better to kill you now after all.”

Fontaine doubted his ears.

Now, he was going to kill him, who had done nothing wrong? Without a valid reason?

The only reason Cassis could kill Fontaine here was that he belonged to Agriche. Because he swore he had never done any harm to Cassis.

Of course, seeing him invade Agriche in this way to kill Rant, the resentment in his heart must have been extraordinary.

But wasn’t he the noble Azure Fedelian, of all people?

The Richel [likely a typo, should be Agriche] and Cassis that Fontaine knew would never say such things.

But he was going to stain his hands with the blood of an innocent person who had no direct grudge against him? Was he saying that now?

“What the hell…”

But Fontaine couldn’t help but feel his words catch in his throat when he faced Cassis’s eyes the next moment.

Because there was not a shred of mercy or recognition in the glass-like eyes that looked down at him.

There was not a single gap in it for human warmth to penetrate.

There wasn’t even a hint of guilt or sympathy for killing an unrelated person who had no direct grudge against him.

A hollow laugh escaped from Fontaine’s lips.

Was this the fair and just judge, Fedelian?

Wasn’t this the real bullshit?

“Shit…”

Soon, the man who had hung the Grim Reaper’s scythe around his neck approached.

Fontaine couldn’t help but know that this was really the end.

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“This way.”

Sierra hurried after Emily. Beth followed behind her.

They were taking refuge in a safe place, led by Emily.

*Clang!*

The sound of blades clashing and a noise close to shouting echoed from afar. But the sound was drowned out by the louder alarm.

The corridor they were walking through now was deep inside the mansion, and it seemed it would take some time for the intruders to reach this far.

Still, Sierra bit her lip with a hardened face.

“Madam, please don’t worry too much. We will be able to escape safely without encountering the intruders.”

Beth, who was following behind, said as if to reassure her.

But what Sierra was worried about was not her own safety. In the end, Roxana, whom she had not seen today, kept bothering her.

But to go out and look for her here now was…….

“If you really care about me, don’t create a situation where you’ll be a burden to me, let alone help me. So that I don’t think of my mother as a nuisance.”

The moment she remembered the voice that was still deeply embedded in her heart, Sierra’s hand, which was clutching her skirt, tightened.

She squeezed her eyes shut and followed Emily.

In the meantime, a pungent air brushed past her nose.

“What’s this smell?”

Smelling the odor that had been pushed into the hallway, it seemed like a fire had broken out somewhere.

“We need to hurry a little more.”

Emily said that and took the lead at a faster pace than before.

*Clang! Kwang!*

“Cough!”

Just then, someone broke through the door in front and was thrown out.

He crossed in front of her eyes in an instant and crashed into the opposite wall.

*Crack,* the sound of bones breaking was heard, and the ornaments hanging on the wall fell to the floor and shattered.

“Step back.”

Emily stood in front of Sierra.

Because it happened so quickly, Sierra didn’t recognize who the person who had plunged to the floor was.

*Thud!*

However, she was able to see the face of the person who had shot out of the broken door in succession.

He immediately raised his hand and tried to stab the body of the person leaning against the wall with a weapon.

“Gasp…!”

Hearing the sound of Beth’s breath being exhaled, the man’s bleak gaze slipped for a moment.

It was only a fleeting moment that Sierra’s blue eyes met the man’s red eyes.

But it was enough for her to realize the situation in front of her.

The two men who appeared in the hallway were Rant and Deon.

And Deon was now trying to stab his father with the sword in his hand.

At the same time, Rant, who had fallen to the floor, moved his hand.

*Swoosh! Thwack!*

The next moment, red blood splattered before Sierra’s eyes.