KFBRV Pt 2 Ch 10
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Since they came for her blood, I can't leave a single one alive.
Viktor sharpened his nerves to the absolute limit.
Even if he died right here as Odette wished, he would drag every last beast to hell. Naturally, he couldn't leave any opening for them to reach her during the battle.
Their intelligence ranked just below that of humans. Considering their sheer numbers and pack mentality, they would divide into at least two groups: one to face him, and another to target the bleeding Odette.
Damn it. Of all places, this snowy mountain prevents me from using my ability.
Melting the snow would trigger an instant avalanche. This mountain's topography presented the perfect conditions for such a disaster. A single misstep could seal the entrance to the foxhole.
Therefore, he could only rely on pure physical force.
Drawing the glaive from his back and raising it above his head, he spun the weapon rapidly, forcing the intimidated Yetis to retreat a few paces.
While the main horde backed away, five Yetis sprinted toward the cave.
Those bastards took the role of targeting her.
A cruel smile stretched across his lips. Decapitating those five would buy him time until the pack formed their next battle line.
Five heads. I will claim them cleanly.
He would only swing once. For the most efficient result, he launched himself forward.
[Viktor] "Are you crazy?"
She stepped out of the cave. Viktor hastily retracted his weapon and shouted. Forcing the already-swinging glaive to stop carved a gash across his own face.
He barely managed to halt his momentum, severing only the heads of the two closest Yetis.
Absolute terror seized his mind. That severed head could have belonged to Odette.
[Viktor] "What do you think you're doing? Odette! Do you have a death wish?"
Fortunately, the injured party was him. Had it been her...
The mere thought chilled his blood, fueling his rage. Bloodshot eyes and a bulging jawline broadcast his absolute fury.
[Viktor] "You were a hair's breadth away from getting sliced! You could have died! You must have lost your mind—"
But he couldn't finish his sentence.
[Viktor] "......!"
He locked eyes with the dark-brown irises visible through the hair whipping in the blizzard.
Meeting that utterly desolate gaze, he deciphered the blaring alarm of his intuition.
The life she intended to extinguish on this snowy mountain, the casualty she deemed entirely acceptable, was not Viktor.
[Odette] "Let us never meet again. The two of us."
She delivered the quiet declaration and held her ground. She fled from neither Viktor nor the Yetis. She merely stood there, awaiting the beasts' strike.
[Viktor] “Let's not meet a second time. Never step foot in my territory again.”
Her current expression flawlessly mirrored the exact look he had worn during their initial encounter. His own cruel words from that day echoed in his mind.
[Viktor] "Odette!"
He sprinted toward her with desperate speed. However, she slashed her own wrist with a hidden blade first.
[Yeti] "Roooaaar!"
She spilled her blood to incite the frenzied Yeti pack into attacking her.
[Viktor] "Damn it!"
He intercepted the Yeti pack lunging at her. He couldn't swing his glaive recklessly with Odette standing right beside him.
Three beasts. Two beasts. Another two.
He systematically decapitated and snapped their necks, though the towering monsters repeatedly blocked his line of sight.
He ground his teeth and slaughtered the final Yeti.
[Viktor] "......O-Odette?"
She had vanished without a trace, evaporating into the thin air.
[Viktor] "Odette! Where did you go?!"
Escaping through such a massive Yeti horde defied logic. If the beasts had attacked and torn her limb from limb, he would have known.
[Viktor] "Odette!"
His desperate scream echoed across the snowy mountain.
The pure white landscape stretched endlessly in every direction. The snowy mountain projected a deceptive, pristine emptiness.
Crimson blood stained the ground. Aside from those scarlet drops and a set of footprints, zero evidence remained to prove Odette had ever stood there.
Viktor spent the next several hours, then days, tearing across the snow-covered peaks before the absolute truth settled in.
[Viktor] "How could you leave like this...... twice."
Mirroring her plummet from the Meursault cliff, she had vanished into nothingness.
Odette willingly hurled herself into the freezing sea to discard Viktor. She eagerly offered her blood-soaked body to ravenous beasts.
Therefore, he meant absolutely nothing to her. Her desire to escape him eclipsed her own instinct for survival.
Were all the actions and words you directed at me absolute lies?
He had unearthed the brutal answer on his own.
[Viktor] "You never gave me a single ounce of sincerity."
He murmured to the empty snow.
She bared her fragile inner self at the Imperial hunting grounds.
She stared at him as her absolute savior while coughing up blood in the Albrecht mansion.
She offered profound tenderness by shielding his ears from the deafening fireworks.
[Odette] “I am very glad that you are alive, Colonel. And I am grateful that you saved me.”
[Odette] “About my refusal to purify you...... there were reasons. I am deeply sorry.”
[Viktor] "Darling."
He laughed with utter desolation.
[Viktor] "This is too cruel. How could all of that be a lie?"
Tears slipped past his lowered eyelashes, striking the ice below. The pristine white snow darkened into a damp gray.
His hatred had already morphed into absolute love.
[Viktor] "Then I must let you go. You despise being chased."
He let out a despondent laugh. The memory of those vivid, dark-brown eyes he glimpsed earlier carved a fresh ache into his chest.
You are at peace when I am absent.
Her gaze had radiated an undeniable liberation. Her freedom starkly contrasted with his own haggard, sleep-deprived face.
I was nothing but a curse to you.
What a fool. Acknowledging that brutal reality finally stilled his violently trembling hands.
Viktor, shattered by Odette's absence, and Odette, liberated by Viktor's absence.
The staggering gulf between their two realities dragged another hollow laugh from his throat.
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