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Rise of the Fallen Kingdom’s Third Prince Chapter 288: The Way (1)

Chapter 288: The Way (1)

Yuri⁠‌⁠ arrived at his‌ former palace.

Yekaterina​​ was in the‍‌⁠ garden, gazing at⁠‍ the flowers.

She⁠‌ soon sensed Yuri’s​ presence and smiled.⁠​‌

“Hello?”‍‍

Yuri⁠ approached without saying​⁠ anything.

At⁠ his unusual attitude,⁠ Yekaterina tilted her‍‌⁠ head in curiosity.​

“You⁠ seem more imposing‍ today.”

“Lady​ Yekaterina.”

“Hmm?”‍​

“We‍​ need to talk.”​⁠

Yekaterina‌​ looked at Ena,⁠‍ who was standing‌‌ behind Yuri. Ena⁠‌​ waved her hands​ exaggeratedly at chest‌‌ height.

Ignoring‍ the exchange of‍‍​ glances between the‌ two, Yuri led⁠ her into the‍​⁠ palace.

The‌ door closed immediately.‌‍⁠

“…”‌‍​

At⁠‌ the end of‍ a long hallway‌ stretching from the‌⁠‌ entrance, their eyes​ met.

It‌‌‍ was the first‌‍​ time, in this​ life, that they‌‌ were alone somewhere‌⁠​ where others couldn’t​‍⁠ see them.

“Don’t⁠ you have anything‍‍ to say to⁠‍‌ me?”

“I​ suppose you’re the​⁠ one who has‌‍‍ something to say⁠​‌ to me, aren’t​‌⁠ you?”

Yekaterina‍‍‍ stared at him.‌‌

Her‍ emerald eyes shifted⁠⁠ in depth depending⁠ on the angle,‍‌⁠ leaving anyone speechless.⁠​

For‌​ some reason, that‌​​ calmed Yuri’s heart.⁠‍‍ The confusion he​ had felt subsided.‌⁠​

Yuri​​⁠ spoke in a steady voice.

“I‌‍ know you also⁠‍​ returned to the​​ past.”

“Oh,‌⁠‍ really?”

“I’m‌⁠ sorry.”

In​⁠ his previous life,​‌⁠ he had blamed‌ Yekaterina.

He​ believed the fall‍​‍ of Briol was‌‌‍ her fault.

But‌‌ after returning to‍ the past and​‌ living anew, he​⁠‍ understood it had​ all been Cedric’s⁠‍ conspiracy.

Yekaterina‍​⁠ had also been​ a victim. That⁠ was why Yuri‌ apologized for his‌​ misunderstanding.

After⁠‍ hearing his words,‍ Yekaterina only tilted⁠‌​ her head slightly,​‌‍ showing no great‌ reaction.

With‍⁠ a mischievous smile,‌​ she looked at⁠⁠​ him with clear‌⁠ eyes.

Yuri​⁠ frowned.

She‌‍​ was always like​ this. Even in‍‌ a serious conversation,⁠ she simply looked⁠‌ at him with⁠‌ that expression.

“…That’s‌ why I thought​ I should apologize.”​​

“I‌‌ see.”

“And‍‌ you have nothing‌ to say?”

“Me?⁠‍ I don’t know…”‍​

Yekaterina⁠‌ tilted her head.⁠

“The‌‌​ truth is I don’t remember things‌‌⁠ exactly. Especially after​‍ giving back the​ necklace…”

Before‍‍‌ the fall of‍​ Briol, she had⁠‌​ returned the necklace‌⁠ to Yuri. And​ at some point,​‍⁠ she went back‍​⁠ to her childhood.​‌⁠

Her‍‌‍ memories of the⁠‍ previous life were​​⁠ not so clear,​‍ and the scenes⁠‌ appeared blurred.

But‍⁠ the time she‍‌‌ wore the necklace‍⁠‍ she remembered more‌⁠ vividly.

Yekaterina​​ smiled.

“I‌​⁠ suppose I returned‌​⁠ thanks to that‌⁠ necklace.”

“Maybe.”⁠⁠

“Then,​⁠ Yuri…”

She‍​​ called to him​‌⁠ in a soft⁠⁠‍ voice, the same‍⁠ as in his‍‌ previous life.

“Is‌‌ that all you⁠‍‌ have to say‍‍‌ to me?”

“Hmm?”‌‌

“Just​​ that you’re sorry?”‌​

“Then⁠​ what else should‌‍‍ I say…?”

“Hmm,‌⁠​ I see.”

“And‌​​ you? Don’t you⁠ have something to‌⁠‍ say?”

“No.”‌‍⁠

“If⁠‌ you have nothing‍​‍ to say, why​‌‍ interrogate me?”

“It’s‌⁠‌ just…”

Yekaterina’s‌⁠⁠ hands circled Yuri’s‍ neck. In that‌‌ instant, his body⁠⁠ tensed.

At‌ the edge of⁠​ his vision, Yuri​ caught sight of​‍‍ Yekaterina’s feet lifting​‍‌ slightly onto tiptoe.‌‌

Her⁠ face drew slowly‍ closer, then veered‌ to the side‍‍‍ until her breath⁠ brushed Yuri’s ear.‌‍‍

“I⁠‍​ don’t intend to⁠ say it in‌‌ words…”

Her​⁠ fingers were slender⁠ and delicate.

Even‌ so, Yuri couldn’t⁠‌⁠ resist Yekaterina’s touch​‍​ as she gently⁠‍‍ moved her head.‌

Her‍​⁠ scent drew closer‍⁠ and closer.

***‍

All‍ this time, Yuri​​ had been hesitating‍‌‌ over whether it‌ was right to⁠‍‌ tell Yekaterina about‌ his regression.

After⁠‍‍ all, it was‌‍ a battle in⁠⁠ which the probability‌ of losing was⁠ greater.

He⁠​‍ might end up‌‍⁠ dead, and he⁠ didn’t want to​‍‌ complicate the situation​‍ unnecessarily.

If​‌‌ he confessed impulsively​‍‍ and that left​⁠‌ her with some‌ attachment, he thought⁠​‌ he wouldn’t be‍⁠ able to die‌‍ in peace when‌ the time came.‌⁠⁠

He​​ believed it would‍⁠⁠ be better to⁠‌ pretend neither of⁠​ them knew anything.‌​ But his decision‍⁠‍ changed.

“I​⁠ died at Laurent’s⁠⁠⁠ hands, and when‌‍⁠ I opened my‌ eyes, I was​ in the royal⁠ palace. So…”

Of‌ course, it wasn’t‌⁠ possible to tell‌ that whole long‌ story in a brief conversation. But​​ just mentioning it‌‌ briefly already brought​⁠ him some relief.‌‌

Yekaterina,‌‍ who had been​‍ stroking Yuri’s hair,‍ nodded.

“You’ve‌⁠‌ been through a lot.”

Then,‍​ suddenly, she looked‌​‌ at him playfully​⁠‍ and said:

“Did⁠ you really think⁠ of leaving without‌ saying anything?”

“Yes.”⁠​⁠

“If⁠⁠ you had, I’d‌ have been truly⁠ angry.”

“And⁠ how would you​​​ have been angry?”‍⁠​

“I’d⁠‌ have gone on‌ a date with⁠​ Joshua.”

“Eh…”‍‌

Yekaterina‍ laughed out loud.‌​ Yuri also gave‌‍​ an ironic smile.‌​‍

Even​‍⁠ so, Yuri still​‌ didn’t know if⁠‍​ what he was‍ doing was right.‍‌‌

But⁠ he wanted to‍⁠ be honest.

After⁠ hearing from Oliver⁠‌ and Raphael about‍‌ Cory, Yuri experienced⁠‌‌ a change in‍​ mood.

And​‍⁠ he decided to‍ completely alter all‍⁠‍ the plans he’d‍‌‌ had until then.‍⁠‌

Not‍​ only regarding Yekaterina,‌​ but also how‍​ the final battle​ to come would​⁠‍ unfold.

“I’m‍ leaving tomorrow.”

“So‍ soon?”

“I​ have something to‍​ do.”

Yekaterina​​‌ watched him silently​‌ for a moment.‌ It seemed her‍ eyes trembled slightly.‍

But​ soon they returned‌ to their usual‍ unreadable clarity, and‌​ she smiled.

“Alright,‍ I’ll wait for‌​ you.”

Their‌‌ lips met.

After‌‌ a moment, when‍ the kiss ended,​⁠​ Yekaterina said.

“Yuri,‍​​ for today you’d​⁠​ better go.”

“Why?”​

“A⁠​‌ visitor will be‌ arriving soon.”

“What⁠‌ visitor?”

Yekaterina​ pulled Yuri to‍​ his feet. He‍‍​ stood as if‍ pushed and asked‍ again.

“Who’s‌‍‌ the visitor?”

“It’s‌‌‌ a secret.”

Yekaterina‍​ went to the‌ window, looked outside,‍‌​ then waved her⁠ hand to signal‍ him to leave.​

“They’re⁠⁠ here. Quickly, go.”​

“Who​​ is it?”

“You‌‍‌ don’t need to​⁠ know.”

“I‍‌ think I do.”‌

Yuri​‌ moved closer to‌​⁠ her and looked‍​⁠ outside. Then, surprised,⁠ he stepped back.‌​‍

“Eh?”​​⁠

“I‍ told you there’s‌ no need to‌​ know.”

Yekaterina‌⁠ patted him on‌ the back.

“Now,‌ go.”

“Why​⁠​ are those two‌⁠ together…?”

“Is⁠ there a problem?”​‌⁠

“No…”‍‍⁠

“Then,⁠‌⁠ goodbye. I’ll go​ down to greet‍‍ her, so leave‌‍ on your own,​ alright?”

Yekaterina‍⁠⁠ went downstairs to‌⁠‌ receive her guest.​⁠

Meanwhile,‍⁠ Yuri remained in‌⁠ the room, scratching‌ his head before⁠‍⁠ turning around.

Since⁠‍ it was a place he had‍⁠‌ lived in for‌‍ a long time,‍‌​ it wasn’t hard​ for him to⁠ avoid the visitor.​⁠

As​‍ Yuri was about​ to jump out‌​ of a hallway‍⁠⁠ window, he heard⁠‍ voices at the⁠ foot of the‌ stairs.

“Sister,‌⁠ I’m glad to‍⁠​ see you.”

“Hello.‌‍ Yeka, you’re beautiful‍​ today as well.”​

“You⁠ too. That dress⁠ is lovely, where⁠⁠ did you buy⁠ it?”

“This‍‍ one…”

Yekaterina⁠‍ and Maryrose were​‌‍ coming up together.⁠‍‍

Hearing⁠‌​ their lively conversation,‍⁠​ Yuri hung outside‍‌ the window, clinging‍⁠‌ to the ledge​ with his fingers.⁠​⁠

“Hmm…”‍⁠⁠

They​‌‌ were already speaking‍‍ so familiarly. He‌⁠ had no way‍​‍ of knowing when​‍ or how they​ had become so‍‌ close.

When​‌ the two of‍‍ them entered the‍ room together, Yuri⁠​‍ dropped down. He⁠ landed without a sound and brushed‌ off the dust‌⁠⁠ as if nothing‍‍​ had happened.

Looking‌‌ up, he saw⁠​ a maid passing‍‌ by who froze⁠​ in surprise.

“It’s​⁠ a secret.”

Yuri‌ brought a finger‌ to his lips​⁠‌ and walked away⁠⁠‌ calmly.

Then​​ he thought to‍⁠⁠ himself.

“Hmm…​⁠​ What the hell‍⁠ was that…?”

He​​‍ couldn’t understand how​ Yekaterina and Maryrose‌ had become so‍​ close.

After‍ being perplexed for​⁠ a while, Yuri⁠ shook his head.​

He⁠​ was glad to⁠ have repaired his​‌‍ relationship with Yekaterina,‍ but he had​⁠‌ matters to attend‍ to.

He‍​‌ couldn’t let his‌‌⁠ emotions distract him‌‌ and ruin everything.⁠‍ The relationship between​‍ those two wasn’t​​​ important.

The​ smile on his‌ lips faded.

The‌‍ final battle was‌ approaching.

It⁠​‍ was time to​​ cast aside any‌​​ unnecessary feelings.

***⁠‌‌

The‍‌ next morning, Yuri⁠​ prepared to leave⁠‍⁠ Briol.

He‍‍ didn’t plan a grand event or⁠​⁠ mobilize a large​‌ military force.

“I’m⁠‍‍ going to travel⁠⁠⁠ around the continent.”‌‍⁠

During‌ the month Cedric‌​⁠ had granted him,‍ Yuri intended to​‍ move without rest.⁠​

“I’m​ not going to⁠‍‍ drag anyone along‌​ by force. Only‌​ those who want‌⁠ to fight will‌ join. I’ll make‍ them come to​ me on their​‌​ own.”

“I⁠ understand.”

Joshua‌‍ nodded at his​​ words.

“I‍ respect your decision.‍ But why the‍​ sudden change? Weren’t​ you planning to⁠⁠ wait here until​ it was time‌‍ to depart?”

Originally,‍ Yuri planned to‍‌⁠ remain in Briol​⁠​ until the right‍ moment and then‍‌ head directly to‌‍ the Empire.

But⁠​ he decided to⁠ change his plan​ and personally travel⁠ the continent to‍ gather people.

“Something‌⁠ happened.”

Yuri‍‍⁠ smiled.

“Instead‌​ of sitting still​ preparing for a grand exit, I’d⁠‍‍ rather fight to⁠‍ the end, even‌⁠ if I end‌⁠​ up looking bad.”‍

“Alright,​‍ I get it.”​‌

Joshua⁠ ruffled Yuri’s hair‌⁠‌ with a smile.⁠​‍

“Go,​​ and come back.”‌​​

Yuri‌ looked at him‍ and gave a small laugh.

In‍⁠ his previous life,‌‌ Joshua had been⁠‍‌ a libertine, but⁠‌⁠ in this one​⁠​ he seemed much​⁠ more mature. People‍ were unpredictable.

This‍ time, the group​ leaving was much​⁠ smaller.

In‍‍⁠ the past, when‍​​ Yuri had formed‌​ the Anti-Imperial Union,​ he had set⁠⁠ out amid cheers⁠‌ with a large‍‍​ army. Now, the⁠ troops were few⁠ and there weren’t⁠‍ many people to⁠‌ see them off.‌‌

But⁠ Yuri thought that‌ was fine.

“Come‌ on, raise the​​​ flag.”

He‌ told Tirbo, the​ standard-bearer of the‌ Order of Vengeance.‌‍‌ Tirbo nodded and​‌‍ raised a thick,​⁠‍ specially made flagpole.​​

A large flag unfurled‍ in the wind.‌​

Over​‍ the faintly drawn‍ emblem of the‌​ Empire, in red‍ letters, were the⁠​‍ words “Anti-Imperial Union,”​​ and beneath them​‌ a slogan inviting‍​ all who wished‌⁠ to oppose the‍‍ Empire.

It​​⁠ was a simple​​ banner, but full⁠‍ of determination.

Yuri⁠‍ planned to travel​‌‍ the continent with‍‍‌ that flag, spreading‍‍​ his message. If​⁠ people joined, good;‌ if not, it⁠⁠​ didn’t matter.

“Alright,‌‌⁠ let’s go.”

Just⁠‌ before leaving, Yuri⁠ looked into the​‍ distance.

There‌ was Yekaterina, behind‌​​ the palace ladies,‌ tightly holding Ena’s‌ hand as she‍⁠ watched him.

She‍ seemed to be‌⁠⁠ trying to appear‍‍ calm, but her‍ nervousness was clear.⁠‌

Their‍‌‌ eyes met.

Yuri⁠⁠ smiled.

It‌ had taken too‍⁠ long to see‌‍ her again. And‍⁠‌ it wasn’t over‍‌⁠ yet. To be‌‌‍ together, they had‍‌ to survive a harsh battle.

Perhaps⁠ they would never⁠​‌ see each other‌‌⁠ again.

Yuri‍‌⁠ murmured to himself.⁠⁠‌

“I’ll⁠ come back.”

Then‍​ something unexpected happened​​ — the ladies‌‌ began to move‍​ aside, opening a direct path toward‍ Yekaterina.

“Huh…”‌​

Jared,‍‌ who was behind​‌‌ him, gave him⁠‌‍ a shove.

“Why‍‌ are you just​⁠​ standing there?”

Yuri​ hadn’t planned on‌ going, but now‌⁠ he couldn’t avoid​ it.

He‌‍‌ approached Yekaterina.

The‌ closer he got,‌‌‌ the more her‍ beauty struck him​ again.

He‍​​ smiled.

“I’m⁠⁠ leaving. Take care.”⁠⁠

“You‍⁠ too.”

“I’m​ going to win,‍ but if by​⁠ chance I lose,⁠ live well without​​ me.”

“I⁠​⁠ don’t want to.”‍‍

“Eh?”‌

Yekaterina‌ smiled sweetly, took⁠⁠ him by the‍ nape, and, standing‍‍​ on tiptoe, kissed‍ him.

The​​ kiss was brief.‍‌

“If‌ you die, I’ll‌‌ have no reason⁠‌ to live either.‍‍ I’ll throw myself⁠⁠​ after you and⁠​‍ follow you, so​‍​ fight without worry.”​

It‌‌ was a line‍‍‍ that didn’t match‍⁠‍ her gentle tone,‍​ but it strangely‌‍​ put Yuri at​ ease.

“Understood.”​

“This⁠ time you’re not‌‍​ alone, luckily.”

“Right?”​‍

They⁠​⁠ laughed briefly.

Yuri‌ caressed her cheek‌ one last time‌⁠ and turned away.‌‍​

“I’m‌‍ going.”

“Go.”‌⁠‍

When​‌ he returned to⁠ the front of​​‌ the troops, Jared‍⁠ whistled.

“Alright,⁠​ let’s move.”

“Yes!”⁠‍

The⁠ horn sounded and‍ the troops began​ to march.

As‌​ they walked, Yuri‍ asked Jared:

“That‌⁠‍ path that opened‍ between the ladies…‍⁠‌ wasn’t that planned?”⁠‍‌

“Of‍​​ course not. They​⁠‍ saw a couple‍‍ staring at each​ other so intensely‍ that they stepped​‌‍ aside instinctively.”

“And​​ how do you​⁠​ know that?”

“The⁠‍ whole palace knows,‌​ Your Highness. The‍ rumor that you‌ and the princess‌​​ are together has‌ been going around⁠​⁠ for a while.”​

“Really?”⁠⁠​

“You​‌ two walked around⁠‍⁠ together every day.‌ You’d have to​⁠ be a fool⁠ not to notice.”‍

“I‍ suppose…”

“Don’t⁠​ you want to​ look at her‌ one last time?”⁠⁠

“No.”⁠​

Yuri⁠ smiled as he‍ looked ahead.

“I’ll⁠‌ see her again.”⁠‍‌

Whether‍‍ in this world‌‍ or the next.​‌

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