Abel instinctively turned around, but there was no one there.
Then, next. He immediately sharpened his senses and searched for any presence. Although far from being proficient, Abel consciously refrained from using his magic-sensing ability, which he should have used many times before already, because he understood it unconsciously at that moment.
This way is better, he thought.
However, the result remained the same.
Except for the trembling men in front of him, he couldnât find a single person. No weird presence either.
Thatâs why Abel remained vigilant without letting his guard down and concentrated.
âYouâre strong enough⊠Oh, now that I look closely, you. Black hair and red eyes. Youâre not from this country, are you? No, even more than that⊠in ourâââ
âWhere are you!! Show yourself!! Is Lily⊠Is Lily safe?â
Abel couldnât contain his emotions any longer and blurted those words out.
The strangely calm voice, devoid of any tension, was unpleasant and unbearable for him at this current situation.
The owner of the voice was Nicole. She was the person who had previously hired mercenaries and instructed them to abduct Luke.
ââŠLily-chan, sheâs safe. Iâll let you hear her voice nowâŠÂ âââAbel.â
âLily!!â
The voice switched.
A slight sense of relief that it was indeed her voice. And at the same time, the despair of not knowing the enemyâs whereabouts, as if nothing had been saved, flooded into Abel.
âIâm sorry⊠Iâm sorry, sorry, sorry⊠Iâm really sorry. Iâm sorry⊠I was careless⊠I wasnât thinking at all⊠Even though I always act so high and mighty, Iâm such an idiot. Iâm really⊠sorry. Iâââ
âââDonât apologize anymore, Lily. Itâs not your fault⊠Itâs all their fault,â
Abel hasnât yet heard Lily sound like that, sound so weak and apologizing,, he felt his heart being torn apart because of it. Instead of asking for help, she uttered an apology, saying âIâm sorry.â
(Lily is strong, after allâŠ)
She regretted more than anything else that she had become a burden to Abel.
Knowing that, Abel felt frustrated and pained.
Unforgivable. There was no way he could forgive it.
âIf anything happens to Lily, I will never forgive you.â
Darkness gleamed in Abelâs eyes.
It firmly captured Nicole behind the unseen crystal, sending a shiver down her spine.
ââGood. If you want her released, obey my orders.â
ââŠâ
However, even Nicole had things she would never yield on. She, who lacked special powers, knew that she had to make use of everything available to her.
No matter how cruel it may be.
Itâs not like she didnât feel guilt.
But there are things she must accomplish even if it means killing her own heart.
Thatâs all there is to it.
Therefore, she would provide a choice.â A choice to make.
ââBy the day after tomorrow, kill Luke Wizaria Gilbert. If you do that, Iâll set her free.â
In an instant, Abel tasted despair as if his heart had been seized.
Lily or Luke.
Two options presented before him.
âUghâŠâ
He couldnât accept it immediately, nor did he possess the power to overcome the current situation.
Abel felt as if the night had enveloped him even darker.
âIâll say it again. Kill Luke Wizaria Gilbert by the day after tomorrow. If you do that, Iâll set her free.â
Nicole presented the choice.
However, she didnât give him enough time.
She knew from experience that it would be more effective that way.
âDonât forget, Iâm always watching. Itâs futile to entertain any strange thoughts. Well then, good luck.â
âW-wait!! Wait, please!!â
He reflexively shouted, but there was no response.
Still, there was something he wanted to say.
âLily!!! You donât have to worry about anything!!! I will definitely save you!!! Just endure a little longer!!! Everything will be alright!!! Donât worry about anything, okay!!!â
Abel shouted in a loud voice, causing his breath to quicken. Hoping that this voice would reach her.
The remnants of the mercenaries had already fled.
Abel was aware of that, but with Nicoleâs presence being so uncertain, he had no choice but to let them go.
ââŠHaaâŠhaaâŠâ
He clearly felt a thread snap within himself.
Abel slowly and quietly kneeled down, placing his hands on the ground.
And he lightly punched the ground.
With a little more force, he punched the ground.
And then, with even greater force, he punched the ground again
.
It gradually gained momentum.
No matter how much blood flowed from his fists, Abel continued to punch the ground without stopping.
Again and again, repeatedly, over and overâ
âAaaaahhhhh!!!â
A scream that tore through the silence of the night.
Frustration, his own powerlessness, anger, hatred. Abel screamed, as if to expel all of those mixed-up emotions from within him.
âI canât do anything!!! I canât protect anything!!! No matter how much!!! No matter how hard I try!!! I canât protect anything!!!⊠Nothing⊠nothingâŠâ
Tears fell onto the ground, drop by drop.
Frustrated. Incredibly frustrated with his own helplessness.
Abel despised himself for being unable to do anything but taste that frustration. He felt miserable, hollow.
âKill Luke Wizaria Gilbert by the day after tomorrow.
Nicoleâs words echoed in his mind.
He couldnât help but be reminded of how cruel this world was, no matter how much he disliked it.
ââŠWhat am I supposed to do? What⊠am I supposed to doâŠâ
There was no one to reach out a hand to Abel, who could only hang his head and sink into the depths of despair.
He didnât possess the power to save everything.
In that case, there was no choice but to make a decisionâ