Thought It Was 'The End', Only to Return to a Changed Genre - Chapter 168
‘Why! Why didn’t you use me, Keith…’
To kill the Saintess, Keith didn’t need to resort to such risky and cumbersome methods. All he had to do was say a single word.
Just tell me to kill the Saintess.
One simple order would have been enough.
And yet, Keith took it upon himself to kill the Saintess, and as a result, he died in vain.
‘I was right here!’
Keith had once told Harrison that he would be his card when the Saintess posed a threat. Harrison’s entire life had been devoted to becoming Keith’s tool.
But if Keith didn’t use him when he needed him most, what meaning did his life hold?
‘Has my life, lived entirely for you, been for nothing, Keith?’
He didn’t even shed tears. Like a dog abandoned after losing its master, he was left standing alone. Just like in his childhood, when he had been left behind in a castle full of traitors, Keith hadn’t come back for Harrison this time either.
Harrison knew Kaitlyn had come.
It was the first time they’d seen each other since they had broken up in their youth, but they recognized each other at a glance. Even so, they hadn’t exchanged any words. Harrison knew all too well that his moment of value would always come last. He hoped Kaitlyn understood that too.
But Kaitlyn’s grudge took a strange turn. Harrison knew that targeting Adeline wasn’t wise, yet he also knew Kaitlyn had a sharp eye for finding people’s weaknesses.
Adeline was many people’s weakness.
Genevieve would undoubtedly be more pained by a scratch on Adeline than by losing her own limbs.
Kaitlyn’s bitter demand for Harrison to repay her for Keith’s death was both unreasonable and justifiable—because Kaitlyn was Keith’s twin.
In the end, everything had been ruined, and he was on the run.
‘Keith is me, and I am Keith.’
If that was true, then maybe the only thing left for him was to protect the remaining pieces of Keith and the country he loved.
Kaitlyn clung to Harrison like a lost child. But what she saw in front of her wasn’t the man Harrison had become—it was the young knight-in-training who had lived with her at the Blair manor.
The foolish boy who silently nodded as she teased him.
The naive child who forced himself out of bed even when he was sick, terrified that missing even a day of training would cause him to be abandoned.
She gripped his cheek and pulled him closer, but Harrison was no longer that boy, even if they both pretended otherwise.
Harrison remembered Kaitlyn as well.
The tomboy who used to race barefoot through the manor halls.
The proud little girl who would burst into fits of rage over being treated differently from her twin brother.
The confident teenager who basked in her talent and strength.
The small tyrant who, driven by her greed, declared she liked him with the intent of taking him away from his loyalty to her brother.
The Kaitlyn he had known was cute and lovable, but the woman before him now was a stranger.
A woman who had disregarded the importance of her other half and lost everything because of it.
A woman consumed by arrogance, who had lost her composure and burned with twisted resentment.
But Keith had loved this half of himself.
Keith had tried to do everything for Kaitlyn, and Harrison knew it was Keith’s will that had kept her blind to reality, making her a frog in a well.
“Mmh, aah, Harrison…”
“…”
As his kiss with Kaitlyn deepened, Harrison found himself thinking of Genevieve.
‘Staying by your side is the purpose of my life.’
How much truth was in that statement?
At the very least, ‘Imperial Guard Harrison’ truly loved Genevieve. He was content just to stay by her side until the end of his days. He didn’t dare to hope for more—just watching over her from a distance was enough to make him happy.
Genevieve had once said there are some people who should never be touched.
Yes, everyone has someone who should never be touched.
Perhaps because they had been married, even if only for a brief time and even if it was a lie, they resembled each other so much. It was almost laughable.
The image of Genevieve’s violet eyes, filled with shock, would not leave his mind.
