The Way To Protect The Female Lead’S Older Brother [EN]: Chapter 69

How to Protect the Heroine’s Older Brother – Episode 69

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A time like an eternity, or perhaps like a fleeting moment, passed.

“In the end, fratricide. How fitting a demise for the Agriche family.”

*Splash.*

Cassis stepped through the pool of blood, spread like a red carpet, and stood before the person he sought.

The timing was perfect – neither too late nor too early.

The one Cassis sought was, as expected, still breathing and looking up at him.

“Is this the first time we’ve faced each other directly in three years?”

A low voice echoed in the silent space.

Lant Agriche, covered in blood and leaning against the wall, twitched his eyes slightly as he saw Cassis.

“You… cough… How did you get here…?”

As soon as he opened his mouth, blood poured out, having pooled in his stomach. Cassis’s face, as he looked down at Lant, was endlessly cold.

“Are you most curious about how I appeared before your eyes?”

Lant’s gaze fell on the sharp sword creating a new pool of blood at Cassis’s feet.

Viscous blood flowed from the blade pointing downwards. He couldn’t guess how many lives had been lost to it.

Lant raised his head again and met the golden eyes gleaming with a chilling light.

“You… you’re real. Not some fake. Then Roxana, that bitch…”

If so, Cassis had clearly not died in Agriche three years ago. Roxana had deceived him again.

He didn’t know how such a thing was possible, but he was certain that Roxana had used some trick.

But the realization came too late. The situation was already spiraling out of control, like a wildfire engulfing Agriche.

“Lant Agriche. You may not have known, but I have been watching you all along.”

A chilling voice fell over Lant’s head.

“In the meantime, you have thrown away countless opportunities and committed numerous misdeeds.”

For a time that was either long or short, Cassis [Pedelian] watched Lant with the eyes of a judge. And finally, he decided.

“If I had seen even a little potential in you during that time, I might have hesitated.”

Lant quietly looked for an opportunity.

He had exhausted most of his energy dealing with Deon, who had not only dared to stab him in the back but had also come to finish him off, but he could still move.

*Damn it*, if Sierra had only listened to him, he could have escaped from here a long time ago.

In the end, she abandoned him alone in the enemy’s jaws. He wouldn’t be satisfied even if he tore her limb from limb.

In any case, he couldn’t just sit still and be helplessly defeated by that Pedelian bastard.

“Frankly, I am glad that your nature is evil. Thanks to that, I can now act without the slightest hesitation.”

The moment Cassis approached closer, Lant moved like lightning and tried to plunge a broken blade into his heart.

*Clang!*

But Cassis made even Lant’s last struggle insignificant.

Lant, not caring that his hand was being cut, grabbed a handful of broken glass shards from a shattered ornament on the floor and threw them. He immediately tried to get up and run away.

But Cassis raised his arm, knocked away all the glass shards with his cloak, and then plunged his sword into the leg of Lant, who had turned around.

“Aaaagh!”

“You’re doing something pointless.”

The sword, buried all the way to the floor, did not budge despite Lant’s struggles.

“Lant Agriche. Aren’t you curious about what I’m going to do to you now?”

Cassis lifted his leg and crushed the body of the man who was still trying to escape from him.

“Seeing the countless misdeeds you have committed without feeling a single pang of conscience during your life, I think killing you only once is too lenient.”

Even in this situation, Lant was glaring at Cassis with murderous eyes.

He spat at Cassis and glared with bloodshot eyes.

“Kugh… you bastard. I’d rather kill myself than die at the hands of a dirty Pedelian.”

Those were Lant’s last words.

He really tore open the wound on his chest with his own hands and killed himself.

But a moment later, for some reason, Lant opened his eyes again and was looking at Cassis.

The moment his eyes met the still unwavering, cold golden eyes, Lant felt the hairs on his body stand on end.

“What, what is this…”

“Didn’t I tell you it was pointless?”

He looked down and saw that the wound near his heart had healed again.

But the sensation of having dug into the wound with his own hands a moment ago was still vividly present.

Cassis lowered Lant’s blood-soaked hand and sneered.

“You wouldn’t have chosen suicide out of pride. Were you that afraid?”

Cold sweat ran down the back of Lant’s neck.

Because that was the truth.

A person with those eyes could never completely kill him.

Lant had already killed many people, so he couldn’t help but know that Cassis Pedelian was serious.

It was already a foregone conclusion that he would not be able to leave this place alive.

If so, he thought that it would be better to just kill himself cleanly to avoid further humiliation and pain.

“Lant Agriche. I can save you any number of times.”

Cassis’s subsequent words were so terrifying and horrifying that they could not be described in any words.

“That means I can kill you any number of times in the future.”

Had Lant ever heard more terrible words in his life than these?

No. There was no way. He could say with certainty that there were no more terrible words in the world.

Lant trembled involuntarily before the young man who looked as noble and pure as the light of dawn.

He had always been a predator and a hunter during his life. But now, for the first time, he felt like a mouse cornered in a trap.

Cassis reached out to Lant.

What he had to do was determined from the beginning.

From the moment he followed Lant Agriche here, and from the moment he left this place three years ago, leaving behind unresolved grievances.

*Swoosh.*

The flames of the candlesticks lined up on the wall flickered all at once in the wind that had somehow leaked in.

“Lant Agriche.”

Cassis, half swallowed by the black shadow, was like a lion risen from hell. What Cassis would do in the future would not be much different from that.

“I will take your life.”

The breath that swallowed a scream crumbled under Cassis’s hand.

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“Retreat.”

“Understood.”

After some more time had passed, Cassis ordered Isidore, who had followed him.

There was no more business in Agriche, having achieved his purpose.

The building they had just escaped was on fire, and the outside was still noisy.

A red butterfly came into Cassis’s view.

Cassis stared at the red dots scattering into the sky, then turned to follow them.

“Isidore. Go ahead.”

“Yes? Wait…”