Abandoned by my Childhood Friend, I Became a War Hero

Chapter 100

100 – Only Light #3

Charlotte ran away.

She ran away.

She didn’t have the courage to see him face to face anymore.

She didn’t even have the courage to shed tears in front of him.

Charlotte didn’t even know where she was going. Without knowing her destination, she moved her feet aimlessly. She didn’t even think to wipe away her tears as she ran down her cheek.

She walked aimlessly and came face to face with the priests and nuns in the cathedral several times, but they did not dare to call out, startled by the deep sadness in her Charlotte’s expression.

When she came to her senses, Charlotte was standing alone in the chapel with no one around.

When she was having a hard time, she prayed to the goddess as usual.

She knelt in front of her statue of Goddess with her benevolent smile on her face. And she started to cry silently, unable to control her emotions.

‘Ah, Goddess….’

She hadn’t been in a while. The time she was with him was so sweet. She was very happy

It was painful at the same time.

She had to face the indelible sins she had committed against him every moment, and it was her greed and sin that she couldn’t reject him.

Knowing that this was her desire… In fact, I had very little expectations.

Maybe he missed me too.

Maybe he still hasn’t forgotten the feelings of that time.

Just like the stories in the fairy tales I read when I was young, wouldn’t everything be resolved perfectly?

It was such a foolish hope.

If only I had been angry. It would have been better if he had kicked him out saying he didn’t even want to see his face.

If you asked why you left him, he would try to answer at least some of the things he could say, though he couldn’t tell you everything.

Why did I have to leave you?

What happened to the hero after he left you?

Why didn’t I even think of visiting you until now?

Now I sincerely and deeply regret it, and even now I want to apologize for the anger and loss you felt….

You must have tried to atone for your sins.

If that were the case, I wouldn’t have been so sad and depressed even though my heart would be torn with guilt.

But Ion didn’t do that. He even cared about her as well as her.

I told you that you don’t have to sacrifice anymore, and now live your own life.

Her words hurt Charlotte’s heart mercilessly.

Ion’s expression was very calm. As if she had no feelings left for her.

As if we once loved each other, but now we don’t.

We don’t care about each other anymore….

The attitude he showed made me realize that fact.

And Charlotte knew all too well that it was all her own fault.

“Black… Whoa… !”

Charlotte covered her face.

She also cried endlessly like her child.

‘Alternatively… What should I do….’

Of course.

The goddess didn’t say anything.

***

After Charlotte left her room, I left the cathedral feeling shaken up.

It was difficult to guess why she suddenly left, and it was because she seemed uncomfortable talking to me in the first place.

Reuniting with Charlotte left me with only uncomfortable feelings.

During the war, I didn’t want to meet her on my side, and after the war, I had no chance to meet her because she had been touring the demon continent or the polluted lands of the empire.

It would have been nice if we could take this opportunity to relieve each other of old feelings, but is it still a bit early even though 15 years have passed?

If her Charlotte was struggling with her conversation with me, she thought there was no need to bother her.

Maybe one day we will have a chance to talk casually. Then there is no need to force it now.

If that’s not the case, then it’s inevitable.

The Cathedral of the Islands was magnificently decorated inside, befitting its grand scale. However, since I was not in the mood to go sightseeing, I went straight to the entrance without stopping by anywhere else.

It was already dark outside. He had passed out for half a day.

A day has already passed. Since the prom was on Friday, today was the weekend, so there were no classes, but it was a bit concerning that I stayed out without telling anyone.

I’m not a student, so no one will punish me anyway, but if the instructor stays out without permission, it will set a bad example for the students.

I headed straight for the tram to the academy.

And then I realized.

Trumbling.

“… ….”

Someone is following you.

The number is one. Seeing that they followed me steadily from the main road, it would be fair to assume that they knew I was in the cathedral from the beginning and waited.

I don’t know the purpose.

But we should find out now.

I changed my original plan and headed for a deserted alleyway instead of the station.

The guy following me didn’t seem very good at tailing. As I disappeared from sight, I could feel his panicked haste.

The follower was a stout man with a tattoo on his shoulder. Even at a glance, it gave off an atmosphere of the underworld, so as soon as he entered the alleyway, he grabbed his wrist without hesitation and pressed it hard against the wall.

Boom!!

“aaah! Ah, it hurts! It hurts!”

The man did not even think of resisting and was incapacitated in an instant.

He wasn’t much to look at than I thought.

“What are you doing?”

“Tongue, brother! It’s our old age! Don’t you know me It’s me!”

I tilted my head slightly. And gave more strength to the hand that broke his arm.

“I have no idea.”

“Ahh!! f*ck this… ! I’m working for you, sister! You saw our faces back then… !”

Sister?

As the back alley thugs called me sister, the only person I could have known was, of course, Sylvia.

I took the man away from the wall and studied his face closely.

As it turned out, it was the same tattooed man who quarreled with me when I first visited Sylvia in the underworld.

I let go of his arm and asked nonchalantly.

“What is it?”

“Ouch! My, my arm… I think it’s broken….”

“Don’t be afraid. Because it’s not like that.”

The tattooed man struggled with pain and with his face grimacing, he pulled a note out of his pocket with his intact left arm instead of his right arm that had been caught. It was a very luxurious paper that was not suitable for back alley thugs.

“Ba, take it… My sister will deliver it directly to my older brother.”

“Sylvia? If you have something to say, you can contact the communication port.”

“I don’t know! They said they couldn’t reach me since yesterday, and all I heard was that it was an urgent message!”

“Hmm….”

While we were talking, I suddenly remembered.

She always kept the communication globe Sylvia gave her to wear in the inside pocket of her instructor’s uniform. But she had changed into a tailcoat the day before for the prom, and had left the telegraph in my room.

Even if she had taken the telecommunications orb anyway, it was clear that she would have been caught up in the rage of dark magic and become incapacitated. If you think about it like that, it might have been better if you left it in your room.

Come to think of it, who changed my clothes?

When I first woke up in Charlotte’s room, I was wearing a clean, comfortable shirt instead of the stuffy tailcoat I was wearing. I don’t remember wearing it myself, so it meant that someone changed my clothes while I was unconscious.

How on earth was I transported from the imperial palace to this distant cathedral in the first place?

I can’t believe Charlotte….

“… ….”

I decided to stop thinking more deeply about this and focus on the problem in front of me.

No matter how much I left the communication tool behind, I would have contacted you on my own if I had waited.

I accepted the note the man gave me. As soon as I held the note in my hand, the faint scent of roses was evident.

Her rose perfume, which Sylvia always wears, was made with her own unique recipe and was a fragrance that could never be found on the market.

I still don’t know why I insist on the scent of roses. I only vaguely guessed that it might be because Sylvia’s surname contains Rosen, which means rose.

I read the first sentence of the note written in luxurious handwriting.

And I was instantly frozen in the contents written there.

[As soon as you read this, come to me as soon as possible.]

[The woman you were looking for, she might still be alive.]

May be alive.

Who?

Elaga.

I felt my head go cold at that short sentence.

The tattooed man clutched one of his arms and said in a pained voice.

“Ouch… ! You said this wasn’t broken? I can’t speak… Anyway, I got it right. Can I go now?”

“No.”

I grabbed the tattooed man by the shoulder and pulled him up.