Chapter 61
Chapter 61
Death comes suddenly. Even more so for a soldier like me.
A soldier stands on the boundary between life and death every time they step onto the battlefield or engage in combat. If I were to die suddenly one day, no one would be too surprised. I’d be grateful if they even mourned me.
But the death of Nikolaos Custoria shocked everyone. No one had expected it. Not even he would have imagined that his death would come this way.
‘Nikolaos.......’
Lost in thought, I opened my eyes. The Custoria bloodline and their vassals, all clad in black mourning attire, stood in numbers.
We were at the Custoria family’s cemetery. The funeral was solemn. Few openly displayed their emotions.
“Ah, faaaather.......”
Nikolaos’s son, Emilio, was sobbing before the gravestone. He had once pointed a gun at me without a shred of respect, but now, he just looked pitiful.
I shifted my gaze to his younger brother, Juppe. His expression was grave, devoid of any hint of joy. Even if he were pleased, it would be wise not to show it. Or perhaps he truly found it bitter to see his rival perish so meaninglessly. Like it or not, they were brothers, after all.
Murmur, murmur.
There were more people around Juppe than usual. With Nikolaos, the strongest candidate, dead, Juppe was now the most likely successor.