---Lyle POV---

I'm currently having breakfast with grandfather. Cecilica is not here with us because she's still asleep.

The topic of our conversation is something that surprise me quite a lot.

“What!? Father, and brother have run away?”

“I'm afraid so Lyle, but not to worry in stead of your father I will be the one to take care of you, and Cecilica.”

“That.. Thank you grandfather. But can you tell me the reason why they have run away?”

“Well that's..” He stopped for a second and continue speaking he next moment.

“It's because the kingdom has order the execution of your brother.”

“Execution? For my brother? Why? Why did the kingdom order this!?” I slammed the table as I shout.

Grandfather kept silent, he kept silent until a minute has passed. When he open his mouth, and said

“Because he's a monster, that's why.”

“Monster”, that's the word that grandpa said from his mouth. Monster.. I lost myself in rage the moment I heard that, and punch throw a knife at grandfather.

He dodge it easily. I snap back, after i look what I've done my rage quickly reside.

“Forgive me, grandfather.”i quickly bow slightly as I said that.

I don't know what came to me. Why did I suddenly got furious when I heard that? Is it because my own grandfather is calling my brother a monster?

“No, it's alright. That aside I bet you wish to know why I called him that right?”

“Well that's.. Yes. Why did grandfather, call him that?”

“That's because he really is one. As much as I hate to say it, from all of the people I've met without a doubt he's the monstrous of them all.”

How can he say that so easily? Does he not think Allen as a human, and part of the family anymore?

“I know what you're thinking but it's not like I don't treat him as a family anymore. In fact I still treasure him, like your mom, and the rest of you.”

“I see.. So grandfather, why did the kingdom order the execution for Allen?”

“I don't know the real reason, but I think it had to do what happened at the party.”

“At the party? You mean when the black men suddenly appear.”

“Yes, I suppose the other nobles demand his execution because they're terrified at him so they want to make sure he's dead before anything hapoens.”

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“Terrified? Why? He only kill them to protect them. So why did they demand him to be executed? “

“Not sure if you're going to understand what I mean but, imagine that everyone near you was killed by some men, and then a boy came in and kill them like they were ants without showing any mercy, nor any regrets.”

Imagining those things as reality.. I can see why that grandfather called him a monster, and why the nobles demand to execute him.

“For a boy to kill that many with ease would be terrifying, but that doesn't mean-”

“Before we discuss this any further, tell me honestly. What do you think of Allen when he kill those guys?”

Recalling the day of the party. When Allen kill all of those men, when he showed no mercy to them, when he was covered in blood, and approach me what I felt was..

.. Fear. Fear that he would kill me like he did to them, fear that he will become my enemy, fear that he will kill everyone I love.. Something that i haven’t felt before

“It seems that you have your answer. So what is it?”

“I felt… fear. Fear like I was facing a monster..”

“See? Then it's only natural that those nobles want to kill that monster right? “

“Right..”

He's right, it's only natural that people want to kill something that threaten them, a monster.

“Now,now you don't need to think about that. He's fine as long as your father is with him. Beside, if he did get caught, and are about to be executed we can always charge in, and stop it now can't we?”

“Yes, You're right. If he ever find himself in need of a help, then I'll help him even if it's dangerous. “

“That's the spirit, now then how about you help me on these documents? There's so much of them, that it makes me nausea just seeing it “

So this is his true intention huh? To help him, I can see why mom told me not to talk to grandfather so much. Oh well, no matter.

“Yes, grandfather.”

“Really? Great! I'll treat you something nice later.”

We finished eating, left the dining room, and head to grandpa's studies to help him finish all of those documents he told me about.