Chapter 35

Chapter 35

Julie and her Knight Order arrived at the scene of the incident, which wasn’t too far from the fourth stop. It was less than an hour away from Bercht.

“… During the first attack, Professor Deculein managed to ensure the train’s safety and rescue the survivors along with Sir Veron.” An officer from the Security Department explained the situation.

“But the whole carriage fell from the cliff during the second attack, and Sir Veron allegedly went down with it. The VIP carriage that Professor Deculein was in miraculously didn’t, however.”

“I see.”

The officer’s detailing allowed them to understand what transpired properly. He also showed a copy of Roen’s photograph.

“Unfortunately, this place is so remote that the only eyewitness accounts are the persons directly involved. Have you seen the article?”

“Yes.”

Julie had already read it and saw the picture of Deculein calmly sitting inside a train floating in mid-air.

“Well, not all of the photos were released, just like this one.” He showed one more picture. It was the corpses of the knights who attacked the train.

“Maybe the Head Professor subdued them. He’s essentially no different from being a one-man army. Haha.” The officer added with a smirk, but the knights did not laugh. Sensing the atmosphere, he regained his composure as he continued.

“Based on the pieces of evidence we have, it appears the two of them tried to handle the situation, and Knight Veron suffered from an accident during the second attack.”

“… Thank you.”

“No worries.”

Julie bowed politely and looked around.

The lands were white and endless, stretching far beyond the horizon. Just the sight of it was enough to send her mind to some distant memory. Rockfell sat on the tracks and mumbled like he was sighing.

“… That fool. He lived diligently, only to meet his end just by being an escort.”

Julie couldn’t hear him, though. Her ears felt numb and vacant.

She thought she was used to losing colleagues, but she kept remembering the poor life they lost.

Without anything to his name, he rose from the bottom at a young age and pursued his dream tirelessly, and after his countless efforts, he finally saw the light of day.

Julie asked the officer. “Did he happen to leave anything?”

“Unfortunately, he didn’t.”

“Then, the one behind the attack…”

“That remains unsolved. In the first place, nobody’s supposed to be blamed for whatever happens throughout one’s journey to Bercht. The only victim of the incident is Sir Veron, too, which makes it difficult for the higher-ups to decide whether to investigate or not…”