For Your Failed Unrequited Love

Chapter 95

Felix crumpled the letter and threw it into the corner. He didnt think so, but when he faced his fathers decision that was colder than he thought, his anger grew even more intense.

Does father really not have any affection for Adrian?

No, does he have any sympathy for humanity? For him, are children just someone he needs to use to maintain the glory of his family?

Adrian was not a fighter. Not only did he not like holding a sword, he never thought about living as a knight in his life.

His place was not a battlefield, but an academy that would make him better demonstrate his abilities.

Felix bit his lips.

Lucy and Adrian.

All he can do for his loved ones is just clench his fist or just bite his lips.

He was so upset by the reality that he had no choice but to stand still and just watch the situation turn around.

A sense of helplessness came. Whats the use of being the Prince of Berg? He doesnt have the power to protect those around him.

If so.

Maybe for Lucys hometown, and for Adrians sake, Ill go to the war instead.

Dont even think about it.

A determined, cold voice flew into his ear. Felix turned his head.

Adrian returned to the room before he knew it and stood looking at him with a colder expression than ever.

You have to stay and continue the family. Im the one who has to fulfill this duty.

Adrian said firmly, as if he had looked into Felixs head.

Felixs heart was filled with resistance when he saw his brothers face.

You sound like father, Adrian. You dont even like to fight someone with a sword.

Is this a question to argue with? No one goes to war because he likes to wield a sword.

Adrian soberly reminded him of reality. But Felix wanted to refute his words somehow.

Youre not the kind of man who can stand the war.

Then, what about you? What fate do you have on the battlefield? You mean youre gonna go instead of me? Do you think father would tolerate that?

No, its impossible.

Felix knew that, too. His father will never just watch his sons change roles at will.

I wont be sent directly into battle anyway.

Adrian walked into the room and said, taking out a large bag. His tone was monotonous as if he were talking about an academy class.

At first, Ill go in as a servant and take on the knights chores for a few months. 

They do not immediately put a person who had no actual experience in combat into the war. As Adrian said, the newcomers who entered the Knights Templar were supposed to serve the formal knights for some time.

And hell be in charge of the food for the knights and the things behind the battlefield, such as moving supplies.

Dont worry, no one will push me to the front line right away.

Adrian started packing his bags. Felix stared at the figure and was lost in thought.

Of course he didnt mean to let Adrian leave as he was.

If their father did not intend to rescue his younger brother, he had to step up. He was going to prevent Adrian from participating in the war even if he had to find a replacement for Adrian himself.

The sun began to set out of the window.

In the gloomy atmosphere where no one is visiting their friends room anymore, someone knocked on the door. It was a very impatient, angry knock.

Felix got out of bed and approached the door. When he opened the door, an unexpected person stood in front of him.

She didnt even come to the academy during the entrance ceremony. It was the Duchess of Berg with a pale and slender figure.

Mother.

Felixs startled voice sank low in the hallway. The duchess looked at her son with trembling eyes. Her eyes scanned Felixs face as if to confirm something.

Soon she looked over his shoulder into the room, perhaps realizing that the son standing in front of her was not Adrian.

Felix stepped away from the door feeling dejected.

Adrian sat on the bed, threw his clothes into the bag, and raised his head. His eyes also widened as if surprised to see his mother who suddenly came.

Mother, what are you doing here.

Adrians words didnt go through. The duchess ran straight to him and grabbed him by the wrist.

She forced Adrian to rise from his seat so quickly that they wondered how such strength generated from her fragile body.

Adrian! We have to leave here right now! said the Duchess, with her eyes trembling. Her words were like murmurs crying for help.

What are you talking about, mother!

Adrian grabbed her by the shoulder and tried to calm her down.

You have to run away! Adrian, we need to get out of here. Listen to this mother.

The duchess muttered frantically. Standing by the door, Felix stood watching the scene with shocked eyes.

A son who now has to leave for the battlefield, and a mother who ran without proper shoes to save him.

Felix bit his lips.

He strode up to the Duchess. Then he took his mother away from Adrian and said,

Stop it, mother. Where are you going to take him?

We have to take Adrian!

Where the hell? If youre not going to take him abroad, theres no other place for Adrian to hide now!

We have to take Adrian!

Please stop!

Felix grabbed his mothers shoulder and shook it.

A sharp touch passed through Felixs cheek. The duchess quietly lifted her hand, mumbling like a madwoman.

She slapped his son and was surprised by her own action. Her hand flinched.

I, II didnt mean to, Felix..

All right, go back.

A cold voice came out of Felixs mouth.

He had enough of everything now.

Mothers actions are of no help now.

His cold words drew the duchesss attention. Her lips trembled. She muttered something nonstop, but it didnt reach Felixs ear.

Her whole body trembled and was unable to keep her eyes fixed, as if she were really out of her mind.

Mother.

Adrian carefully examined the Duchesss condition. However, she seemed unable to hear even the voice of her son, whom she cared so much about.Pages:Page 1, Page 2