HBWnovel Chapter 361 The Weight Of Revenge
Chapter 361 The Weight Of Revenge
Last night, in Mellin's room...
In the dimly lit room of the inn, shadows stretched across the walls, the air was thick with tension as Kaldarix gazed intensly at Mellin after what she said.
"Mellin," Kaldarix began, his voice low and urgent. "We must be cautious about how much Akun knows of our plans for revenge. His involvement could jeopardize everything. If he learns too much too soon, he might try to stop us."
Mellin nodded slowly, understanding the wight of his words. "I see your point, my lord. But what exactly do you propose we do? What is your plan?"
Kaldarix paused, his eyes narrowing as he turned to face her. "We will travel to the other states of this nation and destroy every church dedicated to Velora. We will end the lives of all the humans, cleanse the lands of her influence before we make our way back to the capital. Once we've here, ready to complete our mission, we'll explain everything to him.
If he opposes us, then we will have no choice but to put him down."
Mellin's eyes widened slightly at his words. She stood, her expression hardening. "My lord, I want revenge as much as you do. Velora's followers deserve to pay for what she did to our people. But we must have principles. Not all humans serve her.
To kill innocents, those with no connection to her, would be a stain on our pride and honor."
Kaldarix's gaze darkened, and he crossed his arms, his voice edged with frustration. "Pride? Mellin, our people are gone. Destroyed. What pride do we have left to hold onto? We are all that remains."
Mellin took a step forward, her eyes locked onto his with a fierce intensity. "Yes, my lord, we are all that remains. But what if, when we finally die, we meet our people again? How could we face them if they knew we avenged them by killing innocent lives? We must honor their memory, not tarnish it with needless slaughter."
Following his gaze, Mellin spotted the woman, her face etched with worry. The girl's mother, no doubt. Making their way through the crowd, Kaldarix approached the woman, his imposing figure parting the sea of people like a wave. The woman gasped, fear momentarily flickering across her face.
Kaldarix, sensing her fear, knelt before her, placing the little girl gently on the ground. "We found your daughter," he said, his voice surprisingly deep and calming.
Relief flooded the woman's face, tears welling up in her eyes. She scooped her daughter into a tight hug, showering her with kisses. The girl giggled, clinging to her mother with joy.
"Thank you," the woman choked out, her voice thick with emotion. "Thank you so much! I don't know what would have happened..."
The girl, peeking over her mother's shoulder, chimed in, "He wasn't scary, Mama! He was nice!"
A small smile tugged at the corner of Kaldarix's lips, a fleeting flicker of warmth that surprised even him. He nodded slightly, then turned to leave.
But before they could disappear into the crowd, the woman's voice stopped them. "Wait!" she called out. "What are your names? I want to thank you properly."
Mellin exchanged a glance with Kaldarix, a silent question hanging in the air. Finally, Kaldarix spoke, his voice gruff but sincere. "Just travelers," he mumbled, leaving it at that.
With a final wave, they disappeared back into the bustling crowd. As they walked, Mellin couldn't help but ask, "When do we begin, my lord?"
Kaldarix clenched his fists, a burst of emotions battling within him. A memory flashed before his eyes – a memory of his people, their laughter echoing in a vibrant city, their lives overflowing with peace and joy. A life stolen from them by Velora's betrayal.
His gaze hardened, the warmth of the past replaced by the cold fire of vengeance. "Now," he growled, his voice laced with an icy determination. "Velora and her followers will pay for what she did. Thousands of years ago."