Abduction – if Werner’s Funeral

This content is excerpted from the official novel of ＜Dragnity Fantasy 2＞. It is never the main story.

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The day came when it was unknown whether the water droplets falling on the ground were raindrops or people’s tears. The moment came when Werner could see how much he had helped people even though he was full of complaints from a young age.

As small as finding a cat, helping with errands, or carrying an elderly person across a river. From subjugating thieves, annihilating a group of orcs, or suppressing the rebellion of a local lord who kidnapped the crown prince, they were all things he had done without receiving any payment. Then the streets of the capital were filled with people who came to pay the wages he had not received.

As the coffin containing Werner’s cold body passed by, more tears were shed by people unable to overcome their sorrow than raindrops falling on the ground.

The boy who helped Werner find his wallet together, saying what to do if the damn kid forgets his wallet, became a proper apprentice dyer and shed tears at his death.

The young man who found the ring to propose to Werner, asking where he left his mind, is now married and has two children and attended the funeral with his family.

He was cured of a rare disease with a precious herb that Werner had saved with an annoyed expression, and got up from the hospital to work for a newspaper and was currently writing Werner’s obituary.

Everyone present was directly or indirectly helped by Werner. Even though I gave so much help, if the target was poor, Werner didn’t pay for me, asking if I looked like a beggar, or just getting a meal.

“Even the sky is indifferent…”

“Yeah, why is it raining on a day like this…”

“Even the goddess is sad.”

The rain, which should have soaked everyone’s clothes coldly, was not as cold as the late autumn rain, but as warm as someone’s tears.

The coffin finally made its way to the graveyard pit, and as the coffin was out of sight it started to rain harder.

The prince, who was in charge of the funeral speech, remained silent with a solemn expression. Even when the attendants around him held out umbrellas, saying that he would catch a cold, he held them back and was silently exposed to the rain. Standing on the podium, he cleared his throat and opened his mouth.

“Sir Werner Alton’s humble student, who gave the funeral address today.”

Many people were astonished at the prince’s dare to introduce himself as an insignificant person.

“Today we lost a shining star. Sir Werner Alton taught me manners and humility when I was young and immature.

His voice rang sadly. He had so many stories he wanted to meet with the teacher, and now he had no choice but to bury them in his heart.

But whatever the echo, it did not reach the ears of some.

Werner’s colleagues were like that, Werner’s fiancee was like that, Werner’s friend was like that, and Werner’s pupil was like that.

Glaceon was glaring at Airi with eyes full of murder, but Airi had no time to pay attention to the death.

“I will definitely kill you when this job is over…”

Glaceon, who was currently helping her parents manage the work, was determined to kill Airi once the work was over. She can’t even dream of a future where she herself dies in front of Werner’s grave after the work is over.

On the other hand, Airi didn’t even notice the killing. He was just standing there, idly. The golden eyes were beautiful and dead, and the chattering mouth was firmly shut.

Lorsha was looking at the coffin with an angry gaze.

“If you go away …? Even if you die, you have to apologize and die.

Camellia did not attend the funeral. He was just drinking alcohol in silence on top of a lonely tower, trying to overcome the unbelievable reality. Even knowing how pointless it was. Normally, a single sip would have made her drunk, but her mind remained intact even after emptying five bottles.

“Why aren’t you drinking…”

Melchior forgot face or anything and just wept bitterly. Having the ideology that men should be honest, he did not hide his sadness. Even when they were adventurous together, they often joked around, so their friendship was deeper than expected.

The only one in the Winterheart family who seemed to keep their composure was Melissa. She too was shedding bloody tears inside, but she might kill Airi if she showed her emotions, so she had to subdue her husband and daughter in case of emergency.

Squaa didn’t attend the funeral, saying that Airi didn’t want to look at her, and the Heavenly Demon old man was holding two artificial flowers instead of her. A clear liquid formed in his eyes as well, but if asked if they were tears he would strongly deny it.

“Why is it that a young person is in such a hurry to leave before the old ones… Leaving even a bloody disciple like that…”

Ricardo, who was in charge of policing the funeral, left quietly and did not come out of the bathroom. Even though he wasn’t usually like that.

Zeke sat in the rain quietly and clenched his fists. Blood was pouring out, but he didn’t care.

The prince was handed a single crystal ball with a solemn expression.

“I will reproduce the will he left at home right before he passed away.”

Transparent tears flowed down the prince’s cheeks. It wouldn’t have been just rainwater.

His voice came through the orb. The voice echoed throughout the capital through magic tools.

[Yeah, I don’t know what kind of chick it is, but if someone plays it, it means I’m dead.

Oh, let’s start with a story that you guys might be curious about. One-third of my wealth is used to repair future damage. And the other third is used to prevent people from making excuses for not being able to study because they have no money. And the remaining 1/3 will be inherited by my disciple, Airi Reth. If it’s in third place, so it’s not clean, buy it for the kids with change.

And now I will say what I want to say. There are ups and downs even in cold water, so first of all, His Majesty the Emperor and His Highness the Crown Prince. Rule the country right. If you do something like that, I will become a ghost and visit you to make you a eunuch. Also, His Highness the Crown Prince, among my students, he was the least obedient. Be proud.

Well, I talked about the awkward nobles… Oh, I have something to tell you.

Melchior-nim-nim, don’t cry unsightly, old man. If you look at him, he is needlessly delicate like a puberty girl. Some country jokes that a warrior’s hobby is knitting. And I still have memories of when I and I were digging a hole for Zeke to fall into, and in reverse, we were almost buried alive. Don’t push your brother and my pupil too hard.

And Sister Melissa, you’ll still be dressed like a child. please change your taste What is fashion for those of you who are older? And sister, take good care of my pupil. The teacher who taught me is like that, so my student may be a little bit… spoiled.

And uh yes, brother Ricardo, please complete reconciliation with brother Melchior. Don’t make the onlooker explode. Oh, are you still hesitant when you see a girl? Be a little more comfortable with my disciple.

Squaa-sister, if you look at the surname, it’s the same as mine, so can I call you older sister? My sister’s smiling face was more precious than the presents she gave me. So please don’t hate my disciple with an angry face. I died because I was stupid.

Heavenly Demon… Ha, there were so many things I wanted to tell my grandfather. Oh, and I have to die watching my grandpa paint shit on the wall, but damn… Grandpa won’t treat my student too harshly, so I’ll trust him and leave it to him.

Sister Camellia, among my sisters, Sister Camellia is my favorite. So you can be proud. If you feel that good… get your hands off the bottle, please. Is it because you don’t know how much trouble I suffer when you’re drunk?

Sister Medea, I don’t think you’re listening to this right now. But don’t feel too guilty. You did nothing wrong.

And brother Zeke, I wanted to be like you. I’m really sorry that I died like an idiot without being able to finish what I asked for.

Oh, and the people I know…

Irina, Aigona A begging competitor and business partner from hometown who used to beg together as children. Keep all the rewards you haven’t received in the meantime. One final tip for business partners.

Lorsha, I’m sorry. Really… I think about it sometimes. I really would have run away holding your hand… So you live with the fact that you are thrilled. Don’t think of me as a friend. And make some friends besides me, you fool.

And my fiancée, Miss Glaceon, I am no match for a great man like you. I won’t tell you what to do. I hope you will be happy. If you marry a bastard like me, you’ll only be unhappy.

And lastly, Airi is my disciple. Please listen carefully to what others have to say, and come to the grave once a year in comfort, Master Lee. And always button up your pajamas when you go to bed, don’t eat too many sweets in the morning, and don’t drink until you’re drunk, even if you drink later. Especially when there is a man next to her. Since you’re insecure, there’s a mountain of things I want to say… but I’ll say it again. I also had fun being with you.

And the people who came to my funeral, if it’s raining right now and you’re not using an umbrella because you’re ugly… Don’t be a jerk and use an umbrella.]

If that was the case, it was a will.

The funeral, which had already been a sea of tears, was filled with even thicker tears along with the rough rain.

Lorsha stayed silent, left the words that she was going hunting, then disappeared and never returned.

Glaceon quietly went back to the dorm with her parents, but she still seemed unable to confide in her sadness and resentment.

Camellia no longer drank, but instead of drunkenness she was overcome with sadness.

Airi quietly went to a remote place and tried to end her life… but was stopped by Irina, a friend from Werner’s hometown who suddenly appeared. She gave Airi a strong slap on the cheek and warned her in anger.

“You… are you thinking of making a fool of him, knowing how much he mentioned you in his last will?

Airi dropped the knife she was holding and began to cry sadly.

“Ahhh…!”

Irina quietly hugged Airi.

“Isn’t it sad…? You still can’t die. That’s the punishment you receive. If that’s too hard for you, tell your sister. Because you can hug her like this.”

Knowing how much Werner cared for Airi, Irina quietly patted Airi, and even after the rain stopped, Airi’s crying did not stop.

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Strange rumors circulated in the village. Rumor has it that even though it was raining heavily, a black-haired man in black and a silver-haired girl stood in front of Werner’s grave.

And the man in black quietly expressed his condolences and took something translucent, and the girl quietly stroked the tombstone.

It was a rumor circulating among drunkards, though.