The Princess Wants to Live

The next day, the dark clouds gradually cleared and the rain pouring from the sky weakened. She finished the ceremony of calling the high minister, and the imperial palace was calm, as if it had been a lie to capture and imprison her culprit. And the center of the princess’s palace is the same as usual.

“Lady Taren?”

“Yes.”

Olivia, who put down her documents at her unexpected request for an audience, could not hide her curiosity. Ambuch Taren returned home safely yesterday.

‘We will take care of those two in our family.’

They also took her mother and daughter, who had been kidnapped around the same time. The criminal who was looking for God must now be struggling in the lowest part of the imperial palace, in the abyss of the dungeon. In any case, the incident ended without even seeing the tip of her hair, which we didn’t even know existed, let alone the top of the ancient god’s head. But wasn’t it only a few hours after it was finished? If you are the victim, of course… Olivia, facing Ambuch Taren, naturally asked.

“Isn’t it time to rest now?”

“Everyone said that, but it was just a scratch. Rather, Your Majesty.”

Ambuch trailed off her words and lowered the tips of her eyebrows. That’s right, Olivia’s entire body was hit by the pouring rain for a long time. Olivia only had slightly better physical strength than an average person, so there was no way she would be fine. At first glance, Olivia waved her hand lightly, although her pale complexion and her face were heavily fatigued.

“I don’t even have a small wound, so what? I’m glad you’re better than that.”

“Yes. Your Majesty, I may be presumptuous, but that knight.”

“He’s fine too.”

Of course, it was hard to say that the palm that had been pierced by her dagger was intact, but she knew that a wound like that would be no different from a slight scratch.

“Ah…”

At the perfect answer, Ambuch opened his mouth again and then closed it. Olivia didn’t push her like that. She says she’s fine, but it’s only a few hours after she had a bad experience. Seeing as she brought up the story of Cryer, it seems like she was fully aware of the situation at the time. Olivia opened her bleary eyes as her lazily rolling head caught her in the back of her mind. Could it be that she came to say that she fell in love with Cryer, the knight who dramatically saved her, or something like that? If she remembers the epic love story from last time, there is a good chance that she will… She had already made it clear that she was in love with him and that she was not involved with him. Olivia groped her hand as she looked at the pink top of Ambuch’s head, looking down at the teacup without opening her mouth.

Sweet.

Olivia frowned as she picked up the teacup. Because her fingertips were heavy and dull, and her field of vision was extremely narrow. She clicked her tongue inside her. She didn’t actually have any scratches on her, but her hands and feet were like ice and the heat rose to the point where she would suddenly spin even when she was sitting. She knew best herself that she was by no means okay. One, if you don’t die right away, you have to do what you have to do. The fact that she was in a position to kill and save people with just one signature was also something she knew best. As she raised her teacup to wet her dry, dry mouth from the sizzling heat, Ambuch opened her mouth.

“That knight. Does it have something to do with this incident?”

That was a question that really caught her off guard. At most, she thought she would just say something about how the cryer who saved her looked like the prince from her fairy tale. She gasped, of course she was caught off guard! The look on her face made it impossible to ask how she knew. Olivia tilted her head quizzically, maintaining her faint smile.

“Of course. Didn’t he save the lady?”

Ambuch nodded his head loudly in response to the flawless answer.

“Sure. But what I’m talking about is related to ‘God’.”

As soon as Ambuch closed her mouth, a black shadow spread over her.

“Cry!”

Her vision was spinning, but Olivia was still holding Cryer’s arm. As she pulled his arm towards me, the shadow over Ambuch slowly cleared away. Olivia sat Cryer down next to her and opened her mouth.

“Young lady, breathe.”

“Ugh, huh! Heo-eok, heo-eok.”

Only then did Ambuch realize that he had been holding his breath, and the field exhaled. Olivia held Cryer’s arm tightly and spoke to Ambuch.

“Whatever you notice, just keep it. No, forget it.”

That day, then. Ambkhtaren saw something, she noticed something. One, that’s all.

“Forget it.”

Olivia repeated, staring straight at Ambuch as she caught her breath. okay. She must forget. The ‘God’ that Ambuch spoke of is not yet real, but Cryer, bound by the shackles of that God, will not tolerate her. If Olivia hadn’t caught him, Ambuch wouldn’t have even realized that he was dying… However, Ambuch’s next words were even more unexpected than before.

“I want to help.”

“What?”

Ambuch’s chin trembled under Cryer’s gaze, but he did not move away.

“You saved me. I owe you my life, so I want to give back that much.”

“It will be enough if you do your duty well as the next head of the Taren family.”

Ambuch did not give in to Olivia’s iron wall.

“As you said, my name is Taren. It will definitely help you no matter what.”

Olivia realized as she met Ambuch’s eyes, which were sparkling but never lightly floating. That she would never back down. In fact, even for Cryer, who is clearly different from humans in many ways, and Olivia, who knows the future to some extent, breaking the contract with ‘God’ would be an extremely difficult and difficult task. So, if there is someone who understands the situation Cryer and Olivia are in and can help, they should be welcomed with open arms. But not everything works so rationally and efficiently. That can’t be possible. Isn’t ‘God’ Cryer’s vice and weakness? If Ambuch hadn’t said ‘God’ in his mouth, if he had just offered to help, things would have been a little easier. But like spilled water, you can’t pick up the words you spit out. Ambuch took a deep breath at the strong refusal, like a door that never opens. Her chin was still trembling as her dark red eyes flashed as if they could tear her throat to pieces at once, but her heart did not change. Ambuch was naive enough to believe that she was better than anyone else and that everyone had a good side. But she wasn’t stupid. As she was the only successor to Taren, she was quick to notice and her mind was also very quick. And above all. Even though she went through extremely difficult and dangerous situations like this time, she had a strong spirit that did not hesitate to extend her hand out of sheer good will to those facing difficult situations. That day when heavy rain poured down. Ambuch was seen at that place. No, I should say she noticed. The fact that something huge and unprecedented was weighing heavily on the shoulders of Her Majesty the Princess and that rumored knight. Perhaps that was the ‘God’ the knight had put into her mouth.

“For some reason, I don’t know, but are you and your knight fighting against ‘God’?”

Those who saved her life are in trouble. It was also a difficulty that Ambuch could not even imagine. That’s why she didn’t think much about Ambuch. She didn’t even need to think much.

“I want to help.”

Enbouche was smiling broadly as she repeated her same words. Just like any other time. That’s why Olivia couldn’t help but ask.

“Do you know what the result will be?”

Just because she helped a man in need, she was branded and kidnapped as her final sacrifice. If Cryer and Olivia hadn’t arrived on time… Enbouche tilted her head for a moment and then she answered.

“I do not know.”

Wasn’t this a very simple, powerful and lively answer?

“What…?”

“Still, I want to help.”

Her words were light and her expression was innocent, but the core inside her was as hard as steel. And Cryer, who was staring at Ambuch, slowly lowered her head and whispered into Olivia’s ear.

“To what extent is it useful?”

Olivia opened her bunny eyes and looked back at Cryer. She didn’t have to say it out loud, but she was asking with her expression and eyes, so Cryer answered without difficulty.

“Okay. He wants to help as much as I do, so there’s no need to refuse.”

“A few minutes ago, they tried to kill me for mentioning God?”

“You didn’t kill him.”

Olivia asked, grabbing him by the collar as he tried to run away.

“Why did you suddenly change your mind?”

“Because I can see it.”

In response to the answer that cut her off, Olivia pulled on his arm and pushed her face towards him.

“What do you see? Let’s look at it together.”

Cryer did not push her or pull her body. She whispered, instead moving closer to her so that her breath mixed with hers.

“No, it’s because it looks like it overlaps with you.”

Olivia unconsciously rubbed her chest as her low voice flowed through her ears. Maybe it was because of her mood, but her insides tingled as if she had swallowed her feather. Olivia tilted her head, and she heard Ambuch’s voice, which she had momentarily forgotten.

“If you have something to say, should I leave?”

Of course, since it wasn’t just the two of them, Ambuch must have been watching Olivia and Cryer’s whispers. From his wide-open eyes and his voice without even a hint of sarcasm, I could tell that Ambuch was sincerely asking if he should leave. Olivia cleared her throat and waved her hand. Ambuch sat back down in her seat, lifting her butt halfway, and Olivia said something she didn’t need to say.

“As I said before, we are not related to the messenger of love.”

If she were an ordinary person, she would have just nodded and played along with the princess when she said so. I don’t know if it’s love in her mind, but she repeats her doubts and convictions that it will be such a strange relationship. But Ambuch was no ordinary person. Her sense and wit were sharper than those of ordinary people, but she basically trusted everyone’s words. Of course, Ambuch nodded her head loudly at Olivia’s words without any hesitation.

“Yes!”

Olivia paused momentarily at that cool and firm answer. Does it seem like she is so out of touch that I can immediately trust her…? A subtle, inexplicable, indescribable feeling arose in her, but it soon dissipated when she saw Ambuch raising her body. Ambuch gracefully and most politely took her bow towards Olivia.

“For Her Highness, this Ambuch Taren will do everything she can.”

Afterwards, Ambuch smiled brightly and shouted.

“Please call me Ambuch!”

Olivia, who was looking at her, whispered to her cryer.

“In some way, you resemble me.”

 

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